The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Chapter 64 You hurt me

Ji Ruxuan was worried that she would catch a cold and get sick after she had a fever, so she used this arm to pillow her head, wrapping her tightly in her arms.

The mountain wind whimpered, and the big trees outside were rattling.

Jiang Fuguang clearly felt that the hardest part in his heart was softening and melting, and finally flooded.

After adding the fire, Ji Ruxuan stared in confusion, and lay down on the haystack again, reaching out to pull her into his arms.

"Ji Ruxuan!" Jiang Fuguang pressed against his chest.

The boy seemed to wake up with a start, and suddenly opened his dark eyes.

The next moment, Jiang Fuguang's wrist tightened.

Her eyes turned upside down for a while, and she was firmly pressed into the haystack by Ji Ruxuan, his eyes were slack, and his hot breath sprayed on the side of her neck one after another, causing a strange, wet shiver...

too close.

Jiang Fuguang stared wide-eyed, his ruthless expression was reflected in his pupils.

For a moment, he forgot to resist.

The wind outside the mountain view was shrill, and the dead branches were broken, making a 'click' sound.

The palm holding Jiang Fuguang's wrist was as hot as a branding iron, with ferocious force, it was burned on the wrist, so strong that it made her feel a little flustered.

"Let go!" Jiang Fuguang came back to his senses, struggled for a while, and opened his mouth to ask him to let go, but when the words reached his mouth, they turned into, "You, hurt me."

Ji Ruxuan's tight body gradually relaxed, Danfeng's eyes were deep and deep, like a beast, flashing an inorganic cold color, and the darkness couldn't reflect any light.

Jiang Fuguang gasped in his heart. These eyes did not have any color of humanity. He had such terrifying eyes when he killed people before.

For just a moment, the light in his eyes focused on Jiang Fuguang's pale cheeks.

"Jiang Fuguang." He called, his voice hoarse and scary, let go of Jiang Fuguang, and got up.

Jiang Fuguang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I was just now." Ji Ruxuan sneaked a guilty glance at her reddened wrist, and twirled her fingers lightly. There seemed to be a greasy and soft touch on them, "Did it hurt you?"

Jiang Fuguang thought that when Ji Ruxuan clamped her hard just now, the force was so great that she couldn't struggle, she did feel some pain, and she really felt it, a kind of strong oppression from him, which was very uncomfortable.

But now, except for the wound on her right shoulder, she didn't feel any pain. When she lowered her head, there were two red marks on her white wrist, which looked a little scary.

Is there a possibility that his strength doesn't really hurt her, and the reason why she feels the pain is because of struggling hard?
"It doesn't hurt." She has thin skin since she was a child, and with a little force, her skin will turn red and blue.

"Well," Ji Ruxuan felt uneasy when she saw her wrists were terribly red, "I didn't do it on purpose, I just stayed vigilant in the wilderness and regarded you as an enemy. Don't be angry, I will help you with the medicine..."

He was one against nine, and on the surface he only suffered superficial injuries, but his internal energy was exhausted and he suffered serious internal injuries. In addition to the external injuries, he lost a lot of blood, he was running a fever, and he was a little unconscious.

"I'm fine," Jiang Fuguang looked at his wound, "it's your shoulder..."

Ji Ruxuan followed her gaze, landed on her shoulders, bent her pale lips, and smiled nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's just that the wound is open."

The wound is open...

That's it? !
Doesn't he feel pain?
"You," Jiang Fuguang was a little suffocated, his voice trembling, "Come here."

She seems a little unhappy?
Why not happy?

Because he almost got hurt?

Ji Ruxuan was a little apprehensive, with her head drooping, like a child who has done something wrong, she moved slowly, moving her feet, and came to Jiang Fuguang like a turtle.

"Sit down." Jiang Fuguang pointed to the seat beside him.

Ji Ruxuan gave one command and one action.

He raised his arm, but there was another sharp pain in his shoulder, Jiang Fuguang turned pale, and could only say: "Loosen the tourniquet, let me see your injury."

"Uh, this injury is fine." Ji Ruxuan tried to get away with it, but when he touched her clear eyes, his whole body seemed to be discouraged, and he resignedly untied the tourniquet.

The ground was red and muddy, and there was a strong smell of blood, Jiang Fuguang felt pain for him.

"Take off your clothes too." The wound was covered by the clothes.

"You, you," Ji Ruxuan's eyes widened, his face was terrified, and he covered his shoulders, like a "good family woman" who had been molested, she just opened her mouth and yelled "molestation", making Jiang Fuguang dumbfounded.

Ji Ruxuan just has the ability to mess up an obviously serious atmosphere, which makes people angry and funny at the same time.

"What are you?" Jiang Fuguang glared at him angrily, "I've bled so much, why don't you treat the wound quickly, do you want to die?"

Ji Ruxuan wanted to say that with this kind of injury, he still couldn't die. He had suffered much more serious injuries before.

Seeing the worried look on Jiang Fuguang's pale face under the dim light of the fire, his throat seemed to be blocked, and he felt a little astringent.

He shyly pulled off his belt, dawdling, is this still a man?
Jiang Fuguang couldn't bear to look at it: "I just want to see your wound, what are you doing?" as if trying to insult him, "Didn't you take off my clothes before and help me treat the wound? Just treat it as a wound." Reciprocity, it's evened out."

As soon as the words were finished, the air suddenly became silent.

Ji Ruxuan froze, shaking her ears, the roots of her ears were so red that they were about to bleed, and she didn't know if it was a fever or what.

Realizing what she said, Jiang Fuguang's throat choked, her pale face was also stained a little red, she turned her face away, not looking at Ji Ruxuan, her eyes were fixed on the fire, but her eyes were scalded by the scorching fire.

The mountain view is quiet.

Jiang Fuguang was worried about Ji Ruxuan's injury, so he pretended to be calm: "I, have you seen the purse I'm wearing?" Before, she was in a daze and her whole body was hurting, so she forgot about it for a while, "There are Danshen pills and Nine Flowers Jade Dew Ointment."

At this time, Danshen Wan is simply a life-saving panacea.

"I, I didn't touch your things." Ji Ruxuan turned her back to her, quickly took off the midi and underwear, "I put them beside you."

In the dim light, Ji Ruxuan's back was facing her. Her naked upper body was like a piece of high-quality white marble, emitting a cold white light, and her bony body instantly appeared majestic.

His back is broad, smooth and dense, as fortified and solid as a barrier.

The line of the spine, as straight as a sharp sword, is embedded in his body, reaching to the slight protrusion of the tailbone, exuding sex appeal.

On both sides of the waist, there are not soft muscles, but solid waist and abdominal muscles, which perfectly interprets what is called broad shoulders, thin waist, and unicorn arms.

(End of this chapter)