The god-level master of the cold and beautiful president

"..."

Yang Qing looked at Chu Feng in astonishment, wondering what Chu Feng meant when he said this.

"Uh……"

Seeing Yang Qing like this, Chu Feng understood without explaining clearly, and explained: "Isn't it necessary to give you medicine, what I mean is, you take off these trousers so that I can give you medicine."

Yang Qing was wearing a pair of jeans, which was not conducive to applying medicine.

"Oh, that's it, don't say it clearly!"

Hearing this, Yang Qing understood, but still couldn't help giving Chu Feng a good looking look.

When Chu Feng said that, he took off his trousers, and almost didn't let her slap him.

"Wait."

Afterwards, Yang Qing said something to Chu Feng, and walked towards her room.

After entering the room, Yang Qing closed the door. Before closing the door, she glanced at Chu Feng in the living room, and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that Chu Feng was still standing there.

Finding a pair of sports shorts in the closet, Yang Qing took off the jeans, revealing her slender legs, but there was a very obvious scar near the root of her thighs.

Looking at the scar, Yang Qing unconsciously remembered the incident back then.

This was when she was injured by her father's enemy, who kidnapped her, threatened her father, and showed her father a video of stabbing her thigh.

It was also because of that incident that Yang Shihao regarded Yang Qing's safety as extremely important.

Shaking his head, Yang Qing dismissed the memories in his mind, put on shorts, opened the door, and walked to the living room.

"Where do we get the medicine?"

Coming to the living room, Yang Qing looked at Chu Feng and asked.

"On the sofa."

Although it was the second time for Chu Feng to see Yang Qing's legs, he was still attracted by Yang Qing's slender legs. At the same time, he also saw the scars on them. When he heard Yang Qing's question, he glanced and found the upper legs place of medicine.

"Ah."

Hearing this, Yang Qing had no objection to Chu Feng's choice of place, so she responded, walked over, and then sat on the sofa.

Chu Feng came to Yang Qing with a bowl.

"It's...not easy to take medicine, why don't you just lie down."

Yang Qing sat down and blocked the scar unconsciously. Chu Feng realized that he couldn't fully apply the medicine, so he suggested to Yang Qing.

"okay."

It was a matter of whether the scar left on the thigh could be removed, Yang Qing didn't feel shy, and lay down on the sofa directly.

But at this time, she remembered what Chu Feng had just asked her to write down about the ins and outs of the leg injury, and raised her head and asked suspiciously, "You don't seem to have read what I wrote, so you just applied the medicine?"

"Ahem... that thing is just to keep you from disturbing me. It's just to remove scars, why ask so many..."

Chu Feng missed Yang Qing's eyes, smiled and explained.

"……All right"

Yang Qing was speechless immediately.

"Then I gave you medicine?"

Seeing Yang Qing's speechless look, Chu Feng thought it was funny, and then asked Yang Qing.

"Liar!" Yang Qing gave Chu Feng a blank look, and lay down on the sofa.

Hearing Yang Qing's words, Chu Feng couldn't help laughing wryly. Seeing Yang Qing like this, he was obviously ready. Then he straightened his eyes and started working.

Chu Feng first lifted up the trouser legs of Yang Qing's shorts to fully expose the scar, and then stopped.

During this process, he unconsciously touched Yang Qing's smooth skin, and Chu Feng was suddenly a little distracted.

But he knew that the current situation was not the time to think about these things, so he tightened his mind and began to apply medicine to Yang Qing.

He picked up the prepared spoon, scooped a spoonful of scar cream in the bowl, spread it evenly on Yang Qing's thigh, and used the spoon to apply the medicine to Yang Qing.

In the process of applying the medicine, he inevitably saw the black lace underwear Yang Qing was wearing through the lifted trouser legs.

The seductive black color immediately made Chu Feng swallow his saliva. Afterwards, Chu Feng hurriedly hinted that he was applying medicine now, so he couldn't give up his mind and put away his thoughts.

After the white scar removal cream was applied to Yang Qing's wrinkled scar, it immediately disappeared as if it had melted into the scar.

Immediately, a faint fragrance appeared from Yang Qing's thigh.

Chu Feng knew that this was normal, so he didn't care. After one spoonful of medicine was applied, he took another spoonful from the medicine bowl and continued to apply medicine.

Yang Qing, who was lying on the sofa, had a completely different feeling. The cold ointment applied to her thighs immediately made her nerves tense up.

Later, following Chu Feng's smearing movements, she felt an itchy and numb feeling, as if someone was brushing her legs with a brush.

This feeling quickly transformed into a feeling of relief - the effect of the ointment starting to take effect.

Yang Qing could clearly feel that something cold had penetrated into her skin, and it was working quickly.

This discovery made her look forward to the ointment developed by Chu Feng.

In fact, at the beginning, she just had the mentality of trying it, and didn't have any expectations for the ointment. At this moment, the effect of the ointment immediately made her faintly excited.

Lying on the sofa, Yang Qing didn't even dare to make the slightest movement, fearing that her movements would affect Chu Feng's application of the medicine to her.

But Chu Feng's movements continued. Because Yang Qing's scar was relatively large, he used more than half of the bowl of ointment before he finished applying the scar on Yang Qing's leg.

"You lie down first and wait for about 10 minutes. Don't move during this process. Let the ointment completely penetrate into the skin before you can move."

Chu Feng picked up the bowl, explained to Yang Qing, and then left.

He walked to the kitchen, wrapped the remaining ointment and even the bowl with plastic wrap, and stored it in the refrigerator.

There are still some ointments in it, enough to apply some small wounds and scars, and leave them for some use.

On the sofa, Yang Qing completely obeyed Chu Feng's instructions and dared not move.

As time went by, she could clearly feel a tingling and itching sensation, which forced her to scratch the place where the medicine was applied.

However, with Chu Feng's instructions firmly in mind, Yang Qing dared not move, and was very entangled for a while.

But the itching feeling didn't disappear because of her entanglement, it continued to appear on Yang Qing's thigh, attacking Yang Qing's brain nerves.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore!"

After enduring it for 3 minutes, Yang Qing broke out completely and yelled that he couldn't bear it anymore.

"Dangdang!"

In the kitchen, Chu Feng was holding a bowl to prepare for a bite of food, but his hands shook when he was startled by the sound, the bowl in his hand fell to the ground, and he hit him immediately.

Chu Feng's face changed, he didn't even care to look at the debris on the ground, and ran to the sofa immediately, thinking that something happened to the ointment.

Ok?
When Chu Feng arrived around the sofa, he saw that Yang Qing's face was flushed, lying motionless on the sofa, and there seemed to be no special condition on his legs, so he couldn't help asking Yang Qing in confusion: "What's wrong, Yang Qing?"

"..."

Hearing Chu Feng's question, Yang Qing, who gritted his teeth to resist the itching, did not answer Chu Feng's words, but just shook his head, but the expression on his face was very uncomfortable and painful.

"Yang Qing, don't scare me, can you talk? What's wrong?!"

Seeing Yang Qing like this, Chu Feng was startled, he hurriedly asked Yang Qing nervously, and came to Yang Qing's side, grabbed Yang Qing's wrist, and was about to feel Yang Qing's pulse.

"Hmm~"

At this moment, a seductive moan came out from between Yang Qing's teeth.

After the low moans appeared, Yang Qing couldn't hold back anymore, and yelled at Chu Feng: "Chu Feng, I'm so itchy~! So itchy!!"

After yelling, her face was flushed, and her eyes were even more delicate, there were even tears in her eyes, she was tortured to the point of death.

"Uh……"

Hearing Yang Qing's charming and boneless voice, and seeing the moving expression on Yang Qing's face, Chu Feng immediately swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty.