Tyrant, calm down

Chapter 67
The distance between the two of them is extremely close at this moment, so close that Murong Li can push away the thick and pungent smell of medicine, and smell the faint fragrance of Shen Jingshu's body.

That kind of fragrance smells very good, like a flower fragrance but not a flower fragrance, like a medicinal fragrance but not a medicinal fragrance, it is elegant and light, and the smell makes people feel inexplicably comfortable.

Even the impetuousness in Murong Li's heart seemed to be soothed by this fragrance and became peaceful.

Murong Li didn't understand why Shen Jingshu had this kind of smell on his body. The men he came into contact with either smelled of incense or sweat.

Shen Jingshu is a doctor, and he is good at making rouge and ointment for women. Could it be the spices he made himself?
Shen Jingshu stood with a slightly bowed posture. From Murong Li's angle, he happened to catch a glimpse of her curved and moist chin.

The soft light in the morning fell through the gaps in the branches and leaves, and one of them happened to be projected on her side face, reflecting her delicate skin like jade, and the line of her chin was soft and delicate, like a flower swaying in the wind.

flower……

Murong Li's eyes darkened unconsciously, and he didn't understand why he could always associate Shen Jingshu with a weak role like a woman.

Obviously, she herself had never acted weak in front of him, on the contrary, she was more decisive and ruthless than many men he had met.

Shen Jingshu wiped the whole bowl of medicine on Murong Li's face, and straightened up.

Looking at the half of Murong Li's face that was tortured by her, she twitched her eyebrows, endured it for a while and finally couldn't hold it back, turned around and burst out laughing.

"Hahaha! I laughed so hard!"

"My lord, do you want me to get you a mirror?"

"Anyway, it's your first time taking medicine, wouldn't it be a pity not to leave some memories?"

Murong Li's complexion suddenly sank, and his eyes fixed on the quiet book were as cold as snow.

"Shen, Jing, Shu!" He gritted his teeth and shouted word by word.

"Yes!" Shen Jingshu answered loudly, then ran out regardless.

"My lord, just wait, I'll find you a mirror right now!"

Murong Li really wanted to drag the person who ran out back and clean him up severely.

It's a pity that Shen Jingshu slipped faster than a rabbit, and he was covered in black mud, which would surely fall off once he moved.

He thought about it and could only endure it.

Shen Jingshu quickly went back and forth, and ran back with a big bronze mirror.

Murong Li was angry in his heart, and he didn't notice that she ran directly to the bedroom just now, instead of other rooms.

"My lord, look."

Shen Jingshu stood three feet away from Murong Li, and raised the mirror in his hand so that he was at the same line of sight as Murong Li.

Murong Li's eyebrows twitched, his body and soul resisted, but he couldn't resist Shen Jingshu's silent temptation, and took a look in the mirror.

At this glance, he couldn't help but startled.

He hadn't looked in the mirror for many years.

It's been so long that he doesn't know whether his appearance has changed, or how ugly and hideous the scars on his face are, all he knows is that he has scars on his face.

In the mirror at this moment, the scar was covered with black mud, running across the cheekbone on the left side of his face to his chin, very much like the ecstasy responsible for his life.

Shen Jingshu didn't dare to play too much, seeing that Murong Li had already seen his face, he put the mirror behind him.

"My lord..." She rubbed her nose, "This medicine needs to be applied continuously for half an hour. I still have something to do, so you can apply it here slowly, and wash your face when the time is up."

(End of this chapter)