The tea-type beauty went crazy, and the stunning male protagonist was seduced

It should obviously be rejected.

But somehow, when he looked at her like this, those self-restraint and propriety skills that she possessed were not only about love but also about propriety.

Like shreds of paper washed away by a puddle of sea water, it disappeared without a trace.

The doctor said he shouldn't eat spicy food. Even if he accidentally took a bite and it made him salivate, he would never touch it again for so many years.

He prides himself on his self-control and can control everything he wants but cannot get.

But at this moment, facing the petite Su Wanqing in his arms, he subconsciously couldn't respond to her.

Has he fallen under her spell?

"Then let me help you."

This is obviously his mouth, but it seems that he can't help but control it.

Su Wan Qingyan smiled, raised her arms, and thanked her softly: "Thank you, sir."

But since the side of her arm was close to Qi Yu's chest, Qi Yu could not apply medicine to her arm without touching other parts of her body.

He actually subconsciously put an arm through her lower back, wrapped it around her, opened the medicine bottle for her, and applied the medicine.

However, Qi Yu's burn was much more serious than Su Wanqing's. Su Wanqing lowered her eyes and looked at the red wound on his arm.

Slowly moving towards his neck, she realized that some of the hot soup had sprayed onto his neck.

Qi Yu lowered his eyes and looked at Su Wanqing's arms, while Su Wanqing's eyes kept looking at Qi Yu's neck.

Qi Yu's movements were very gentle, so gentle that Su Wanqing could only be immersed in Qi Yu's stunning beauty.

She suddenly noticed that the tips of his ears seemed to be red, because she seemed to notice it too.

Under her legs.

Something of his….

is constantly changing.

She suddenly leaned close to the tip of his red ear, her voice was as light as a feather, and she asked very simply and sincerely: "Sir, are you... uncomfortable with restraint?"

Really sincere.

He panicked, and the medicine in his hand fell to the ground with a "dong!" sound.

Most of the medicinal powder was also spilled.

Seeing that he had not come out for a long time, the little eunuch outside the door asked worriedly: "Mr. Qi, did you fall? Do you need a slave to come in and help you?"

As he said that, the little eunuch's hand was already attached to the door, trying to push it open and come in.

Qi Yu hurriedly shouted: "No need!"

He paused and then said: "This dress still doesn't fit. Go and find another dress for me! If you really can't find it, you can go back to my dormitory and bring me another dress!"

"But..." the little eunuch frowned and hesitated, but finally said nothing more, "Yes, Mr. Qi."

What he actually wanted to say was that his dormitory was far away from here. If he went back and forth, he would probably make the Crown Prince anxious. However, he probably wouldn't be able to find any spare clothes that fit him.

But he is a person respected by His Highness the Crown Prince, and presumably His Highness the Crown Prince will not blame him. He might as well go and inform His Highness the Crown Prince first, then go back to his dormitory and bring Qi Yu's fitting clothes to him.

The little eunuch made up his mind and left in a hurry.

Su Wanqing turned her little face again, looked into his turbulent eyes, and reminded softly: "Sir, won't you pick up the medicine bottle?"

"You... get up first."

Qi Yu endured the discomfort and said restrainedly.

Su Wanqing suddenly put her hands on his shoulders, hugged him tightly, and said kindly and sincerely: "Sir, I'm afraid that you will feel more uncomfortable if I get up. I can't bear it."

Su Wanqing hugged him tighter and said in a softer voice: "Sir, you can pick it up like this."

"You..." The tips of Qi Yu's ears turned redder.

This was so obvious, and Su Wanqing was aware of it as he was still unable to restrain his ever-changing reactions.

He was a tall man, and suddenly felt a sense of shame that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

And this, their current intimate posture made the tips of his ears suddenly turn redder.

But he actually hugged her uncontrollably as if he had been poisoned. He stood up and bent over to pick up the medicine bottle on the ground, and then sat down.

"You... still not getting up?"

Qi Yu said such words, but his rough eyes were slightly lowered and stared at her lips.

Su Wanqing suddenly put her hand into his palm, took out the medicine that still had half a bottle of powder in his hand, smiled and said softly: "Sir, I haven't helped you apply the medicine yet."

Su Wanqing's watery eyes were sincere and simple.

"no need."

He refused hastily, fearing that he would be unable to restrain himself at the next moment and act like an animal to her.

Su Wanqing looked at the red wound on his arm, and tears suddenly filled her eyes. She frowned tightly, looking extremely distressed.

"But sir, the injury on your arm is much more serious than mine. I feel very sorry for you."

Qi Yu looked at her hazy watery eyes and was a little surprised. She was crying because she felt sorry for her wound?

As everyone knows, this is just a trap she set to get her prey.

Qi Yu's heart suddenly softened. He seemed to be unable to resist her tears for such a delicate woman.

He thought that he wanted to get her, and this idea reached its peak at this moment.

He really felt that he was going crazy again and again, why couldn't he restrain himself?

Su Wanqing waited for Qi Yu's response and began to apply medicine to the injury on Qi Yu's arm. She sprinkled the medicine powder on his arm.

And he said softly and gently: "Sir, if it hurts, just say it~"

The tone of voice, as soft as the wind, felt deep in Qi Yu's bones.

Su Wanqing gently spread the ointment on her arm with her fingertips.

Then she slowly raised her eyes to look into his turbulent eyes, and found that he was staring at her lips.

Su Wanqing couldn't help but arch her eyebrows and smile happily: "If you like it, sir, you can kiss me a few more times. If you still want to, um... a hundred kisses is fine."

Su Wanqing said it very sincerely and seriously.

Su Wanqing tentatively brought her lips closer to his... lips.

Qi Yu suddenly leaned back, with his hands on both sides, and his knuckled hands grasped the mattress tightly.

In addition, he seemed unable to restrain himself from saying anything to reject her or taking any action to reject her.

It was as if she had seduced the soul.

However, Su Wanqing did not attach her lips to his. Instead, she slowly moved her watery eyes towards the wound on his neck and asked softly: "Sir, this is burned. Does it hurt, sir?"

Su Wanqing did not wait for his answer.

Suddenly he lowered his face and put his lips on it.

The burn on his neck.

The warm...soft touch made Qi Yu's body tremble.

His heart seemed to be racing.

The hands holding the mattress tightened, as if they wanted to scratch it.