It was just in the process of thinking that there were two knocks on the door, and then there was Qin Ya's voice, "princess, Yin Shi."
The voice falls, the person has already walked in, small step around to the bedside, lifted soft Luo gauze bed curtain, softly repeated again.
Mo Shanghua nodded, doing sign language and explaining in a low voice, "go and prepare some hot water. I'll take a bath, and you'll wait by."
She sweated a lot last night and was sticky all over. Now she is hurt again. It's really inconvenient, so she can only ask Qin ya to serve her.
Because of the wound on her left arm, her movements were slowed down a lot. Fortunately, Qin Ya was clever and quickly understood what she meant. She was busy and ready to go down.
Qin Ya's hands and feet are very sharp. After a while, she gets the hot water ready and takes off her clothes when she comes to serve Mo Hua.
As soon as the clothes were half faded, the gauze layer upon layer wrapped between the flower's left arm surprised Qin ya. "Princess, what's the matter? When is it available?"
The willow eyebrows of the flowers on the street frown slightly, and shake their heads to Qin ya. They are still doing sign language and explaining: "it's just a small injury. You'll be more careful later. Don't touch the water, and don't make any noise about it."
"But But the gauze is bleeding. Oh, no, I went to ask the doctor to come here? " Qin Ya stares at the gauze with blood stains, and her eyes are full of worries.
"You can't ask for a doctor. If you let it out, you won't know." Mo Shanghua quickly raises her hand to hold Qin Ya's, and then she is afraid that she can't understand the lip language, so she makes another sign language.
"Yes." Although Qin Ya was worried, she accepted it, and her fingertips became cautious.
Until the flowers on the street entered the water, she could not help muttering in a low voice, "princess, does it hurt? Do you want me to find a way to get some oral medicine, so that you can recover faster? "
"No need." Mo Shanghua shakes her head and is afraid that Qin Ya can't understand it. She says in sign language, "I know how to deal with it. I have a number in my heart. You don't have to worry. You just need to serve me well."
Qin Ya bit her lip lightly. She was worried in her eyes, but she didn't say any more. She moved carefully around the wound and helped her wipe her body gently and carefully.
Mo Shanghua collects Qin Ya's performance into the bottom of her eyes. She nods in her heart, but her face is still indifferent and silent.
Mo Shanghua has just finished bathing here. Before he can change his clothes, the door is suddenly pushed open and Yan Beicheng stumbles in.
Mo Shanghua just put on her thin Chinese dress at this time, but she didn't hurry. She waved to Qin Ya calmly and motioned her to go down.
Qin Ya doesn't do it, he thinks. He goes down obediently. Before going out, he doesn't forget to close the door.
Yan Beicheng didn't even look at Qin ya. He turned around like looking for treasure in the house, and finally settled on the face of flowers on the street.
"Beauty, you are here…" Among the blurred eyes, there is a spring color, pulling the collar and walking towards the flowers on the street.
Mo Shanghua saw that his face was flushed and his eyes were blurred. When he got close to him, he smelled of wine.
Her willow eyebrows suddenly slightly frowned, and she stepped back half a step, "if the Lord drinks too much wine, he can go to other places to wake up, or don't come to me to give you a hard time."
Yan Beicheng, as if unheard of, raised her hand and gently tugged at her delicate white hands. She said with a smile, "what's painful and unpleasant? Now I just think of you."
Said, he busily lowered his head, to his waist belt, "I'm so sleepy, let's have a rest together."
After a while, he took off his coat, but he didn't plan to stop. Instead, he continued to take off his coat.
The flowers on the street and the water in his eyes flashed for a moment, and he looked away, "the Lord is drunk, so I'll let someone help you back."
When he spoke, he had to walk out. At this time, Yanbei city had already taken off himself.
See Mo Shanghua want to go, unexpectedly is a direct drag her to his arms, low smile way: "where do you want to go, eh?"
Because the force is too big, the whole person of Mo Shanghua bumps into his arms, and the warm breath sprays all over her ears, bringing a burst of crispy itching.
The flower on the street is slightly stunned. It takes a long time for her to react. She climbs onto an unnatural Yingfen and pushes her arm to get free.
But at this time Yanbei City, strength is unexpectedly big, so that, spend struggling for a long time, also did not have the slightest effect.
On the contrary, they were forced by Yan Beicheng and fell on the bed together.
Yan Beicheng seems to knock to where, one hand covering his head, one hand is still tightly ring in the waist of the flowers on the road, "you are hitting me, and see how I will deal with you."
He curled his mouth like a child, and then, the whole person directly turned over and pressed on the stranger.
The flower on the street only feels heavy on her body. The wound between her left arm is affected. She breathes in pain.
But at this time, when she regained her mind, a magnified face came towards her.Her pupils contracted and she pressed her uninjured right hand against his jaw.
Yan Beicheng's face was filled with dissatisfaction. He looked up and said, "you little goblin, what are you doing so slowly?"
After a pause, his eyes glanced at my flower neat clothes, and his voice turned, "this room is so hot, how can you still wear your clothes? Come on, I'll take them off for you."
Said, then a hand to support in the ear of the flower, a hand down, want to go to untie her waist tie.
Mo Shanghua's face turned red. He quickly raised his hand to grasp Yan Beicheng's hand, and then pushed him away, almost gnashing his teeth: "Yan Beicheng, what do you want to do?"
Yan Beicheng just lay on the bed for a while, then he took the slender waist of Mo Shanghua and pulled her over. He pressed her tightly in his arms and laughed. "What do I want to do, don't you know?"
Mo Shanghua looks up at Yan Beicheng's confused eyes. I don't know why in my heart, but suddenly, I don't know why. I forget to struggle.
She this Leng, I Yan North City then of the inch advance of will her waist tie suddenly untie, will she again toward own bosom pull.
Until they felt that there was no distance between them, they dropped their heads again and went down towards her lips.
As soon as the palm of Mo Shanghua's hand was tight, he subconsciously raised his hand and turned it into a knife. With one hand, he fell into a faint.
Mo Shanghua felt relieved and pushed Yan Beicheng away. He turned over and sat up.
She wanted to ask people to take Yan Beicheng away, but after careful consideration, she suddenly lowered her head and looked sideways, and her eyes swept around his naked upper body.
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