Unparalleled Gentleman

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Ling Duan's mouth turned again, "Hey, Uncle Qing, aren't you in a hurry, I accidentally called out the word Changqin...Come and help me see Qingwu!"

After he said that, Uncle Qing breathed a sigh of relief and followed Ling Duan into the room. The prince Changqin was burning even worse.

When Qingbo saw Prince Changqin's appearance, he paused, put his hand on his pulse, felt it and checked it, wrote the medicine list for Prince Changqin with a serious face, and then took out another pill for Ling Duan After giving the prince Changqin to eat, he asked Lingduan to go out.

Plan well, well, talk, talk!

Naturally, Ling Duan didn't suspect him, and went out with Qing Bo, but when he turned his head, Qing Bo hit his head with a cane, and quickly jumped to the side, "Qing Bo, what are you doing?!"

"I can't beat you to death, you brat!" Qing Bo was not weak even though he was an old man in his dozen years.

Ling Duan jumped left and right for a long time before the old man stopped panting, stared at Ling Duan and didn't want to say anything, but he had to say something: "You brat, if you want to counter pressure, you have to organize the follow-up! Look! Look at what you have done to that child Qingwu!"

What happened?

Did I do it? !

Hearing Uncle Qing's words, Ling Duan himself felt wronged, he was beaten for no reason, if it wasn't for the fact that the old man is an old man, he would have already slapped him, okay?

Nima, what is your grandpa's head, something that can be hit casually? !

Of course, Ling Duan only dared to slander such words silently in his heart, saying that he did not dare to speak out, and he was already smart. After hearing Uncle Qing's words, he thought about it and decided to ask humbly, "Dare to ask?" Uncle Qing, what do you mean by that?"

"Tch!" Uncle Qing glanced at him first, and then saw that Ling Duan really seemed to understand nothing, the corners of his mouth twitched.

The reason why he didn't make a big move just now was because he saw the traces of Murong Qingwu being wiped again. Presumably, Ling Duan didn't know that the things in his body should be cleaned up, so he had such an oolong.

Thinking of this, he didn't feel angry anymore. He turned around and looked outside to see if anyone was passing by, and then to see if the people inside were awake. After finding that this side was relatively safe, he pulled the mausoleum end and squatted down.

Being puzzled by his series of movements, Ling Duan still squatted obediently, "Uncle Qing?"

He has always been more obedient to the old man.

"Smelly boy, come here with your ear!" A big old man was a little shy when he said these words, the old man grabbed Ling Duan's ear and pulled him over, leaning into his ear and talking about the man's romance.

I saw Ling Duan's face turned green and white several times, and finally turned black.

What's the matter? After you're done, you have to clean up the things inside, and when you enter the house, you have to be careful not to tear it or anything else, these mausoleums don't know!

Damn he likes women!

However, Qing Bo's words lingered in Ling Duan's ears as if there was an echo. When he lowered his head to look at the porcelain bottle he forcibly stuffed into his hand, Ling Duan's face became even more beautiful.

"Boy, this is a good thing I've kept for a long time!" Qing Bo's voice was a little bit reluctant, "Go back and smear your partner's place, and it will be fine when it stops bleeding."

"Oh, wash the contents out first!"

Wash it out.

clean... wash... come out...

"Boom—" Ling Duan's face suddenly turned from black to red!The hand holding the porcelain bottle couldn't help clenching, and after a long while, he turned around and went into the room, watching Ouyang Shaogong's sleeping face enter the battle between heaven and man.

He knew he should do what Qing Bo said now, but think about that place...

Lingduan thinks no matter what, it's a bit...

It's not disgusting, it's just a little unacceptable.

Although not long ago he felt the unparalleled pleasure in it, but I'm sorry, he is happy with women!I never thought that I would be happy with a man!

"... Forget it." Anyway, it was Ouyang Shaogong's predecessor.

Ling Duan still faltered, the prince Changqin was so weak that he, who likes men, felt a little distressed.

With such a half-dead look, Ling Duan seems to have seen the pale face, tightly biting red lips, and dripping sweat of the man in red after he carried him home...

Obviously not a face!

Sitting on the edge of the bed and lifting the quilt, the sudden coldness made Prince Changqin hug her body tightly, trembling slightly, Ling Duan changed his lying position for him, "You can't blame me, this is you I asked for it myself yesterday!"

Knowing that he couldn't hear what Prince Changqin was burning, he still wanted to say something, as if to cheer himself up, then he closed his eyes and pulled off Prince Changqin's pants.

Two big white rounds appeared in front of his eyes, Ling Duan couldn't help being blinded by the heat, why is this ass so white!

Ling Duan was holding a basin of water in his hand, and he put it on the side of the bed. He lowered his head and saw that the place where Cheng Huan was used yesterday had scabs of blood. Because there was no timely treatment, Ling Duan just wanted to break it off. Apply it slowly with a hot towel.

It turned out that I was so excessive last night!

Looking at the slightly trembling body, Ling Duan despised himself as a beast in his heart!Then honestly applied a hot towel to Prince Changqin, and waited until the blood scab softened before opening the place and channeling the liquid out.

A flurry of hands and feet, still not bleeding, Ling Duan helped Prince Changqin get dressed, turned around, washed the towel and hung it up, went out and poured water.

When he passed the kitchen, he paused, then turned in to cook some porridge for Prince Changqin.

But he has never cooked before, and even made a fire yesterday because Prince Changqin did not extinguish the flame but covered it, but he has no such luck now, the fire yesterday was suppressed by him with ashes!

A pot of porridge was half-cooked, so Lingduan simply added another handful of firewood to cook as rice, and then filled another half bowl of rice with water and cooked it into porridge.Not to mention, this method works quite well.

It's just that the half-baked and occasionally burnt rice will test Ling Duan's strong stomach ability.

What Lingduan didn't expect was that when he entered with the porridge bowl, Prince Changqin had already woken up. Seeing him coming in, he smiled slightly, "Are you here?"

The footsteps that were walking stopped, Ling Duan desperately controlled his footsteps, walked slowly to the bedside, looked down at him, "Are you awake? Why don't you sleep for a while, your head doesn't hurt anymore?"

He asked, his eyes full of displeasure and tension.