Chapter 134 (1/2)

With the expression of seeing death as if returning home, Huan Qingyan stretched out her little white hand without bleeding. As a result, she was slapped by Jimo ya!

Jimoya stopped talking nonsense to her and directly caught her bleeding finger.

Huan Qinyan's body was pushed to the front and almost fell on his thigh. Jimo Ya was already on guard. A chair was separated between them, and Huan Qinyan crawled on the chair, close to Jimo ya

A pair of big chests are also squeezed on the back of the chair, which is particularly eye-catching.

Jimo Ya only glanced at it, and his eyes moved away, hiding the inexplicable slight heat in the bottom of his eyes.

Magically took out a small jade porcelain bottle from the waist, which was a bottle of paste like soft mud, and gently painted it to the injured place.

”Hemostatic ointment.”

Huan Qingyan has been petrified since he caught him with his little hand.

Lord God!

The male god, who even the chuiyun royal family wants to be the guest of honor, condescends to your honor and gives her medicine in person?

And being so close to the male god, she could smell a faint fragrance from the male God and go straight into her nose.

How to describe that smell?

It's the feeling that people's fingers move, especially want to eat, and the greedy insects all over the body have to start

The saliva of Huan Qingyan was about to flow out, and he said, ”childe's career, you smell so sweet.”

Jimo Ya's eyes were cold.

She let go of her fingers and pushed away the creeping chair.

The voice was cold and indifferent. ”Well, you've worked hard today. You can go down and have a rest first.”

Huan Qinyan hugged the back of the chair tightly, so he didn't get thrown out.

The chair flies out like a roller coaster! Fortunately, it landed safely at last.