Xiaobaihua attacked and took the blame again [Quick Transmigration]

Wiping away the tears on his face little by little, Jiang Luo looked at the person who was still sobbing and said helplessly, "Stop crying?"

His tone was soft to a degree.

"A Luo stay with me, I won't cry."

Mingming Jiang Luo is the person who hates being threatened the most. He has always been soft and hard, or neither.

but now…….

"Yeah, I'll accompany you." He wiped his sweat calmly.

"Ah Luo is so kind." Chu Ling hugged Jiang Luo, rubbing her wet cheek against Jiang Luo's shoulder.

He was very thin, but he still had a little flesh on his face, and when he rubbed against Jiang Luo, he looked like a warm little meatball.

The senses of the demons are very sensitive, and the sense of touch is no exception. Jiang Luo's heart melted.

Of course, he didn't understand what the change in his heart was, but he wanted to rub Chu Ling even more, so he did it thinking in his heart, hugged the waist of the person around him into his arms, and rubbed the other person's wet almost face.

When he was doing this, his expression was serious, as if he was doing something serious, but he thought in his heart: Tsk, I really want to kiss.

In this posture, Chu Ling's face was raised high, and her neck curved like a swan's neck.

Beauty is beauty, and pain is really painful.

The wound on the shoulder was very close to the neck, and it also brought the wound when he raised his head.

"A Luo, my shoulder hurts." Chu Ling said aggrievedly.

Jiang Luo quickly withdrew his hand, fearing that the person who had finally coaxed him would cry again.

His fingers shrank slightly, and then he thought of something again. He hesitated for a while, and said after considering, "I'll give you another medicine." He especially remembered that yesterday, Chu Ling was sweating from the pain, and she didn't say a word.

He really didn't want to understand this point, how could a person who loves to cry so much...

Chu Ling's hands that were pulling Jiang Luo's sleeves tightened, her face was a little stiff.

He really didn't want to change it if he could, it hurt so much.

Don't talk about Jiang Luo's intentions at ordinary times, he seems to have no intentions at all, completely doing his own way, very domineering, but now he doesn't know which muscle is wrong, and he even noticed Chu Ling's strangeness, so he said : "Why, afraid of pain?"

He rubbed Chu Ling's head, "You don't have to bear it so much in front of me, it was so painful that I almost cried last time."

Chu Ling can usually pretend to cry and cry, but when she really encounters a weakness in her heart, she will become cold and hard, "I didn't cry."

"Yeah." Jiang Luo nodded perfunctorily, got up to get the medicine, and brought back a soft towel by the way.

This towel is a rare item in the backyard of the demons. Ordinary demons are not careful to wipe things with a towel, so they will not prepare such things, let alone a brand new snow-white towel.

Rolling up the towel into a strip, Jiang Luo unceremoniously stuffed it into Chu Ling's mouth, "Bite it if it hurts, don't bite your mouth."

Chu Ling frowned slightly, and wanted to push it out with her tongue, but was pushed back by Jiang Luo, "Be good, it's not a bad thing to be afraid of pain, I cried quite loudly for that little thing just now, why am I so embarrassed now."

Jiang Luo had no EQ, the more he said that, the more ashamed and annoyed Chu Ling became.

Fortunately, the pain stopped all of Chu Ling's messy thoughts. She tore off the medicine and bandages applied yesterday, revealing the bloody soft flesh. Chu Ling bit the towel hard in pain, and the neat strip of towel was oppressed by the way. deformity.

Jiang Luo was already trying to slow down his movements, but it still hurt Chu Ling a lot.

It doesn't matter about Jiang Luo's technique. The gentle and meticulous movements are unprecedented for him, but the wound is so serious that it almost bites through the bone. When treating the wound, Chu Ling's whole body is in pain trembling.

If possible, who would not want to not get hurt.

Chu Ling closed her eyes and endured it.

He doesn't like pain, but he's not afraid.

Apply a bottle of new medicine that I don't know where to find, and after bandaging, the treatment is considered complete this time, Jiang Luo wiped the cold sweat off Chu Ling's forehead, and bit the thread out of the towel seeing the pain A strange feeling arose in my heart.

It was very sour, like the feeling spreading from his heart to his tendons, made his fingertips tremble uncontrollably.

"Be careful if you're afraid of pain." Jiang Luo said bluntly, seeing that Chu Ling was ignoring him, he held on to him.

Chu Ling's eyes were filled with cold sweat, and there were a few tiny drops of sweat on his eyelashes. He closed his eyes and remained silent for a long time, trying to calm down the pain in his body, but he felt his hands being picked up, and his slender eyelashes trembled. Slowly opened his eyes.

There are little teardrops in the black pupils, like a curtain after rain, hazy and inviting to stop.

The towel was still hanging firmly between the clenched teeth.

Chu Ling looked in the direction where the hand was taken, and saw that Jiang Luo slowly, little by little, pulled away the five fingers he was holding tightly, revealing a blood-red palm, with dirty nails full of The bloodshot, deeply soaked the finger, a bloody piece.

When Chu Ling saw the small piece of blood, Chu Ling's pained and dazed mind suddenly realized, and when he was about to withdraw his hand, Jiang Luo grabbed it tightly.

"It's broken like this, why, I can't afford to wipe off some medicine for you?" He glared at Chu Ling, grabbed the medicine jar from the side, and acted casually, calmly and calmly. Things can be done with hands, but when Jiang Luo saw only one layer of medicine, Jiang Luo fell silent.

Chu Ling blinked, "It seems to be really gone."

Jiang Luo raised his head abruptly. The other person's eyes were innocent and clear with worry, but he could hear a hint of ridicule inexplicably.

"I'll look for it." He said calmly, he remembered that there was medicine in the cabinet.

After searching there for a long time, he found several jars of red, green, green, purple, and purple, which were colorful, but none of them were medicines for healing, only jams or potions for urging, and various other effects. ,very messy.

The self-healing ability of the demons is extremely powerful, and the preservation of medicines is generally done by smashing herbs, which is laborious and laborious. If it is a nobleman, the people below will do it. The injuries are all healed, so there is no need to spend time getting them.

The only few bottles were snatched from humans.

Jiang Luo fumbled for a while, but couldn't find anything. Finally, he threw a purple jar on the ground angrily. Immediately, a faint fragrance came out from it. The purple stuff in the jar was not like other things. It is relatively viscous, but it has a water-like texture and evaporates very quickly.

He didn't care, he knew it was not medicine when he smelled it, and he didn't know what it was.

Chu Ling raised her head slightly, watching the man walk over with a sullen expression, clasped his shoulders, then grabbed his wrist, then slowly lowered her head, and licked the wounds full of wounds with the tip of her warm tongue. palm.

The strong smell of blood bloomed in his mouth, Jiang Luo concentrated, restrained the desire to bite down, and licked the other's wound.

"The other one." He dropped this hand, trying to grab Chu Ling's other hand, and took it, but Chu Ling dodged it.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with being treated like this, anyway, he had been licked by the other party two days ago, but for some reason today, he felt a weird feeling.

very itchy.

The licked wound was surprisingly itchy, not an unbearable itching, but an indescribable itching like being teased, which made him feel uncomfortable and a kind of... weird impulse.

He is not a good guy, he played a lot with Ming Yuze before, so he knows exactly what it feels like.

But the question is, how is it possible?

Jiang Luo licked the palm of his hand and felt this way, how could it be possible?

He is not a qin or a beast!

Chu Ling frowned slightly, and couldn't help standing up and taking a step back, but the sudden weakness in his legs made him almost kneel down, but fortunately, Jiang Luo's eyes were sharp and his hands quickly grabbed him.

"Tsk, why are you hiding?" He said dissatisfied.

"No..." Chu Ling took a light breath, only to feel that the air he breathed in was full of restlessness, movement and heat. He couldn't help but push Jiang Luo away, "Don't, don't touch me." The other party was very hot, itchy and sore, and almost collapsed to the ground in an instant.

Seeing this, Jiang Luo finally noticed something strange, he helped the person who was about to fall again, his cold pupils narrowed slightly, "What's going on."

Chu Ling gritted her teeth, and suddenly hugged Jiang Luo, he didn't care about the pain of the wound, it was too uncomfortable, the blazing fire seemed to burn him, his whole body trembled uncontrollably, and his muscles were even more sore .

The moment he hugged Jiang Luo, he let out a sigh, and comfortably pressed his face against the other's neck and rubbed it.

Jiang Luo's body temperature has always been very high, like a hot stove, warm, comfortable to hold in winter, and too hot to hold in summer, but at this moment, Chu Ling felt that the place where she touched her was extremely cool, like Ice cubes stuck to his body, cooling down the temperature.

Suddenly a soft guy came into his arms, Jiang Luo froze for a moment, he grabbed the back collar of the other party, tried to pull it lightly, but it didn't.

On the cold and hard face, thin lips were pursed lightly, Jiang Luo frowned tightly, and turned his eyes to the bottle of purple medicine.

The fragrance still lingered on the tip of his nose for a long time. Jiang Luo avoided Chu Ling's wound, squatted down with her half-embraced, picked up the broken jar, and licked the purple potion on the glass wall to taste.

After standing still for a while, Jiang Luo made sure that there was nothing unusual about his body, so he looked at the person in his arms strangely.

I saw that the other party was still hugging him and rubbing against him gently.

After hesitating for a while, Jiang Luo put down the jar in his hand and led him to the bed beside him.

Demons don't matter, whether they sleep in someone else's bed or someone else's person.

But Jiang Luo heard that some human beings would care about what other people used, so he changed everything on the bed.

But now, Jiang Luo looked at the confused people around him, he probably wouldn't care, the demons were always informal.

However, as long as he thinks that Chu Ling might have done something like this with Lei Sen, he will...

It's annoying, asshole.