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Chapter 25

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Yàn mud is as refreshing as if it is washed, until the pain comes from the wrist

Master, Yàn Mud's wrist hurts so much

Wangxi stopped the swing and freed her wrist from the rope. Only then did he find that his jade wrist was red and swollen, he secretly blamed himself for his recklessness, hurting his beloved love for a moment.

He took out the ointment and wiped the red and swollen area for a while. The redness and swelling completely disappeared, leaving only a cool feeling.

She looked at the ointment in his hand curiously. What medicine is so magical?

Master, what medicine is this?

The secret medicine was transmitted from the Western Regions to the Central Plains, with many effects. I hope the West concealed it mainly for the intercourse between men and women, and it was transmitted to the Central Plains to be more precious than gold.

Yàn Ni suddenly remembered the injury of Sister Runyue. Her whip was severe and she had not healed until now. In addition, she was so angry that she was even more injured.

Why not ask the owner for it, maybe Sister Runyue will be cured soon

Master, can you... can you give it... to me? I asked the owner for the first time for the reward. Although I felt it was inappropriate, for Sister Runyue, she had to be tough on her head!

Wangxi looked at her little blushing face and laughed endlessly. A bottle of ointment actually made her blush into a guagra

Yàn Ni saw the master laughing, feeling inferior, and bowed her head sadly, how could her little slave be worth a bottle of ointment? She was whimsical and overestimated her ability

Master, the little slave passes through, please don't blame me

Seeing Ruhua's pretty face faded, she leaned close to her and said: I didn't say I won't give it to you, why are you sad?!

I...I don't know. The master will never understand her mood. It's not good to tell him. It's better to bury it in your heart. She thought depressedly.

Wang Xi curled her pink face, kissed the corner of her mouth affectionately, and said: It's rare for a bottle of worthless ointment to make you sad like this.

I... I... I'm not sad. I'm trying to cover up the mud and argued hard, and stuttering words revealed her mood.

Wangxi pursed his lips unhappily. In front of him, did he dare to hide his mood and think he was blind?

What is the first thing the little slave does to serve his master?

loyalty

What about the second one?

obedient

What about the third item?

honest

Have you done everything in front of me? Wangxi stared at her seriously

His sharp gaze made her unable to hide, and her eyes wandered.

Although he is the master, it does not mean that she wants to take out her remaining self-esteem and show it to him!

Showing the little slave's inferiority complex in front of his master is even more uncomfortable than shave

Answer me Wangxi habitually ordered her, if she obeyed the order, then he would not mind using this best way

Yàn Ni sighed in his heart, why did the owner bit this problem and refused to let go? She just wanted the ointment.

Not obeying the master's orders does not conform to her nature. If he obeys the answer, he goes against his own will, she deceives him gently for the first time. The little slave is wrong.

You don't care, he accuses her of being like a little boy who can't get candy, being frustrated that the adults don't meet his request.

How can the master do his best to have a little slave? In addition to the problem of inferiority, he has taken out his heart to you!

I want you not to hide any of my problems and face your mood honestly in front of me! He asked scoundrelly

Uh, I promised the master!

Yàn Ni carefully hides the leaked inferiority complex. What she dares to face the most is his ridicule.

If she heard his ridicule, she would even feel like she was dying!

She doesn't want to die, she will serve her master well in this life.

Wangxi smiled satisfied because of her answer: This is almost the same! Look, I'll give it to you.

He put the ointment bottle on her palm, and seeing her smile is better than anything else. She is the most beautiful treasure in the world. He is willing to exchange everything for her happiness with all his own.

She held the bottle in surprise, held it tightly in her palm, and said: Thank you, Master

A bottle of worthless medicine is worth it for her smiling face! He smiled evilly, remember to come to me every time you have applied medicine!