Cold King’s Dominating Love, Genius Medical Consort

So at this moment, I can't be distressed anymore, and the black-bellied Long Xiaoyu changed her method.

He didn't know to what extent the stupid woman's medical skills were fine.

However, in the future, if you want to pretend to be sick in the face of a woman who is stupid but medically human, it is obviously not a wise move and it will be self-defeating.

Long Xiaoyu glared at Mu Ziling's eyes, seeming to turn a blind eye, but the gloomy face turned into a weeping look.

I saw him looking at Mu Ziling in a grievance, his voice was low and magnetic: "It hurts."

...

Mu Ziling paused, and suddenly the wind was messy.

Although she has asked Long Xiaoyu whether it hurts, but should she be so exaggerated? Would you like to say so directly?

His pitiful appearance made him look like she was really a wicked wicked man.

Please, he is proud of the world, everyone is far from him, everyone is afraid of the cold, and he is afraid to pray to His Royal Highness? How can you pretend to be poor in front of her? It's too subversive.

At this moment, Mu Ziling really wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, and then rub his eyes seriously, and really look at the man in front of her who was sobbing toward her.

Is he still the cold and indifferent, cruel and decisive High King?

Is he still His Highness the King who prayed for Mu Yixue and made a big explosion not long ago?

Is he still the one who can make people feel painless when he raises his hand, and is still calm, and prays to His Royal Highness without blinking?

No, it's nothing like that! Mu Ziling shook his head silently in his heart, and he still couldn't believe it!

This is simply! Too unscientific.

His Royal Highness Praying in front of him, looking at how it seems that the aggrieved little fart child is seeking adult comfort and distress?

Mu Ziling's brain supplemented Long Xiaoyu, the image of the little fart boy, and His Royal Highness King Pride ...

After a moment, Mu Ziling calmed down.

She squinted her chin, her eyes narrowed, and looked up and down Long Xiaoyu seriously.

At the end, Mu Ziling shook her head in disbelief, no matter how she could link these two people together!

However, it turns out ... this is indeed the same person.

I saw at this moment Long Xiaoyu reached out and covered his own head again, grieving grievously: "It hurts here, it hurts!"

His voice was small but enough for Mu Ziling to hear.

It hurts you a big head, pretend? Mu Ziling stared at him with a hate.

Seeing this man's cold and domineering, rogue and shameless, so far, she has seen such a dragon Xiaoyu for the first time.

He ... did he pretend to be wronged with her? play self pity? Also pretended.

But when I heard Long Xiaoyu screaming for pain, Mu Ziling was hit not long ago. Naturally I know how painful it is, and Long Xiaoyu seemed to be hit more severely than her. After all, she was still apologetic.

However, if the killing is absolutely decided, His ruthless King His Highness will still be afraid of this pain? This is going to spread. I don't know how many people will be astounded and chin off.

No matter if he really hurts or fakes it, the most depressing thing is that Long Xiaoyu's pitiful look makes people really can't help but want to pity him.

Seeing Mu Ziling still unmoved, Long Xiaoyu glanced at her casually, and continued to mumble in her mouth.

I saw him murmuring complainingly: "Someone is really cruel, just pushed so hard, was hit so hard, and didn't know to come ..."

As soon as I heard about it, Mu Ziling's face suddenly turned black.

How can this wicked man be so rogue?

It was her who was obviously wronged, and it was her who was clearly disadvantaged. He was better and took advantage. Not only did he not sell well, but in turn, the wicked sue and complained to her without guilty. Is there any logic?

Therefore, Mu Ziling intercepted Long Xiaoyu's very unfair words in a timely manner.

"Who is cruel, and who told you that you were just frivolous." Mu Ziling stared at Dragon Xiaoyu fiercely, expressing great dissatisfaction.

Hearing this, Long Xiaoyu's pitiful appearance suddenly turned straight, and a serious correction was made: "Nonsense, the King's Mumu is not someone else, but an insider."

"Who's yours ..." Mu Ziling was trying to refute, but when he was halfway through the conversation, he was interrupted.

"You are the princess and the wife of the king. Why are you talking about it lightly?" Long Xiaoyu continued to correct it seriously, rightly.

Suddenly, Mu Ziling was speechless.

To put it plainly, her current status is to pray to the princess, and what Her Royal Highness is going to do to her is really justified and taken for granted. But ... this is too aggrieved.

Knowing that she would talk about this topic again, she would make up for it, and Mu Ziling decided not to speak.

Thinking of what just happened, Mu Ziling took another look at Long Xiaoyu alertly, and then stretched out his hand and picked up the blanket that fell around him, wrapped it tightly around himself, and finally revealed only a small head.

Long Xiaoyu's eyes flickered like stars, dazzling and dazzling, and she spoiled and looked at Mu Ziling, who wrapped herself in a ball, and there was a gentle and beautiful smile on the corner of her mouth.

This cute and stubborn stupid woman thought it would be safe?

If it wasn't for the little woman's frowning again, what would a small blanket count? If he really felt annoying, raising his hands, the little blanket would no longer exist.

Mu Ziling was a little uncomfortable by Long Xiaoyu's gentle eyes, and seemed to know what Long Xiaoyu was thinking.

She had a small breast, and pretended to look calmly at the outside environment.

"Hum." Mu Ziling snorted heavily, twisted his body with his buttocks, and turned his back to Long Xiaoyu, moved a distance away, and ignored him.

But did Long Xiaoyu let her ignore it?

Seeing that Mu Ziling hadn't settled down, Long Xiaoyu behind her stretched out her slender arms and grabbed a corner of the blanket that she had missed behind her.

In a blink of an eye, Mu Ziling hadn't responded yet, and he even took a blanket with him, and fell into Long Xiaoyu's arms.

Mu Ziling was dumbfounded.

Why did she forget that the carriage was so big that it was just a carriage? It was useless to hide her far away. This evil man wanted to ‘do evil’ against her again.

"Long Xiaoyu, you ..." Mu Ziling tightened the blanket tightly and raised his little head in a flustered glance at Long Xiaoyu. This man wouldn't want to treat her again?

If she were to do it again, she wouldn't be sure if she had the strength to fight him. Mu Ziling was helpless and wanted to cry.

Seems to mean the meaning of Mu Ziling's eyes, Long Xiaoyu was smiling in his heart, but he put on the pitiful appearance just now.

I saw that he reached out and covered his back of his head again, his face hurt, and said sadly, "It hurts here. I pray that the princess hurt my king, so I don't know how to feel bad ..."

Seeing that Long Xiaoyu didn't mean to move his feet manually, Mu Ziling felt relieved.

It ’s just ... What does His Royal Highness mean now? Why did you start complaining again?

Mu Ziling was instantly irritable, and she wanted to despise.

She hadn't had a headache caused by him. Still hurt him?

"Don't pretend. His Royal Highness King will be afraid of pain. I don't believe it." Mu Ziling gritted his teeth and stared at him aggressively, saying that he would not eat this set.

At the end, she whispered with her head down, as if talking to herself: "Even if it hurts, I don't want to hurt you."

However, he didn't know that at this time, Long Xiaoyu struck the big bag on the back of his head, and he frowned, and took a breath of air.

Of course, Long Ziyu's act of 'masochistic' behind him, Mu Ziling, who was in his arms, never saw it.

I saw that he was still frowning, and the aggrieved Chao Muzi complained: It really hurts, look at it again. "

Talking, his dark, stippled eyes seemed to be filled with a layer of mist like morning light, hazy, and there seemed to be inexplicable grievances.

I don't know if Long Xiaoyu acted too hard, or did he really 'abuse' himself.

In short, Mu Ziling has been staring at Long Xiaoyu, returning to the fierce, and in the end, she was defeated by his aggrieved little eyes.

What a hell, when did she become so soft? Mu Ziling was dissatisfied in her heart.

Speaking of shamelessness, you must know that Long Xiaoyu really has unparalleled potential in this regard.

Therefore, no matter how powerful Mu Zi's spirit is at this moment, no matter how fierce his tone is, in front of Long Xiaoyu, she has only lost.

I saw Mu Ziling's wistful face, and finally he couldn't stand his pitiful appearance. He couldn't help but break away from his embrace, and with his heart in his heart, slowly crawled behind him.

"In this case, Doctor Ben will help you to see." Mu Ziling cleared his throat, posing with a serious look.

Mu Ziling reached out and took away Long Xiaoyu's big hand, and pulled away his ink, but saw that the big bag was even more red and swollen than before.

Obviously what she just saw was not like this, nor was it so serious.

Don't worry, Mu Ziling knows what happened.

Suddenly her fire went up again.

hateful! This man turned himself on ...

Mu Ziling gritted his teeth on the back of this high Buddha head, pretending to make a slap on his head.

Little relieved, Mu Ziling took a bottle of swelling ointment from the star system, and gently applied the ointment to the red and swollen bag on his head.

Mu Ziling's movements were cautious, soft and gentle, and he occasionally blew on the big bag on his head, for fear of hurting him.

Really stupid woman, don't you feel bad about him? The act of giving him medicine was more honest, and Long Xiaoyu's mouth slightly lifted, raising a faint smile.

The action was gentle and nonsense, but Mu Ziling didn't know.

Feeling Mu Ziling's so gentle and gentle behavior, Long Xiaoyu was very useful, and she looked very happy.

that's nice! His Mumu was not only soft on his chest, but also soft on his heart.

Of course, this softness ... all belongs to him.

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Those things that happened in front of the palace early in the morning really spread to the palace.

This matter is mainly related to Princess Anya, so it was passed to the ear of the queen mother as soon as possible.