Chapter 107: Manipulation, super comfortable

Long Fei night robes sat down opposite Han Han, cold and cold, "Zhao Wei, add double bowls, the king is here to eat here tonight."
When I heard that my highness had to stay for dinner, Zhao Wei was delighted. She immediately added a bowl of chopsticks and smiled. "Your Highness, Empress, wait a moment, slaves, let the fire room add a few more dishes. Then go to the pot of your favorite wine."
It is a pity that neither the dragon nor the night nor Han Han ignored her. The two were facing each other. Zhao Yi saw the atmosphere was wrong and immediately shut up and sneaked away.
Han Wei watched the dragon for a short night, and the line of sight moved down, falling on the small bag on the table.
She deliberately put down the chopsticks and asked with disappointment. "His Highness, you are throwing things away... isn't it?"
No matter what it is, even if you want to give her, you can't come over like this, it's rude.
"This is really not something that can be littered at will. You'd better collect it. Don't let the king see the second time again." Long is not cold warning at night.
When this was said, Han Yu was puzzled. Is it difficult for her to wrap her head?
"My stuff?" she asked suspiciously.
The dragon was not disdainful at the lips of the night, and did not answer.
Han Hao quickly took it and carefully opened it. Who knows, it was actually... it was her shoes and socks!
One shoe and one sock, she was in the lonely garden last night.
Last night, I wrapped my medicine on my feet. I couldn’t wear shoes and socks. She could barefoot. She forgot about it. Who knows that Long Fei night brought her back.
Although this thing can't be littered casually, it doesn't make him black face!
Han Xin is still very polite, "Thank you for your Highness, and the Minister has remembered it."
Who knows, the dragon said coldly at night, "So, you didn't wear shoes that night, went barefoot into the dungeon, and went barefoot to the Korean family?"
The ancients were conservative. This man is simply an old-fashioned conservative. She is not barefoot, nor is she a real husband. It is too wide.
Han Wei answered truthfully, "Yes!"
When the words came out, the dragon frowned at night and squinted dangerously.
Han Hao didn't want to care about him, but he was stared at him with a feeling of being around.
Good women don't fight with old men!
She quickly explained, "Chen Chen's feet are covered with thick gauze and can't wear shoes and socks."
She said, for fear that this guy does not believe, quickly kicked a kick, picked up the skirt, "Do not believe you see!"
The dragon looked at the night and looked at it. I saw Han Han’s injured foot wrapped in several layers of thick white gauze. The ankles and toes were all wrapped tightly. I don’t know if I thought it was plaster.
In this way, Long seems to be very satisfied with the night. He took back his sight and did not pursue it. He coughed twice and asked, "I got the medicine last night, isn't it good?"
Ha ha……
Han Hao sneered under the heart, this guy is satisfied, know how to care about people?
He is satisfied, she is not happy.
Han Han looked up and saw no smiles and no harm.
The dragon is not a night, what does this woman laugh at?
Who knows, the next moment Han Han immediately changed his face, his face was gloomy, and he said coldly in a word, "It’s not so good to worship under the temple."
In fact, it is just a sprain, and the effect of the dragon non-night fight is good, and it will be good soon. However, last night she was almost in the hands of this guy, and his hand medicine was enough to ruin her feet.
Han Han turned his face like a book, and the dragon was not expected to be in the night. He was silent, and Han Hao smiled again. "Thank you for your concern."
The dragon looked at her at night, the more silent, the deep dawn was deep and deep.
What Han Han hates most is the inferior feeling in front of this guy.
Even if she was somewhat comfortable, she still greeted him with great enthusiasm.
At this time, the dragon suddenly stood up in the night.
Going?
Han Yu Li Ma squats down the scorpion, ignoring the loss of the bottom of her heart, how is she boldly provocative? Isn't this guy always like this? Either he is overbearing to let her have nothing to say, or to leave without saying a word.
But who knows, the dragon did not go to the night, but just changed the position and sat down next to Han Han.
"Foot." His voice was cold and he said a word.
Han Han, blurted out, "What are you doing?"
The dragon did not answer the night, but reached out and took her foot and placed it on her lap.
"open!"
Han Hao is fierce, he is about to struggle, but the dragon is holding it down at night, Shen Shen, "Don't move."
Han Wei still wants to break free, but she can't move hard. She looks at him and can't see his face, but finds that this guy's side face is better than the face. The lines are perfect like carvings, especially cold. Hard and handsome.
Han Hao looked at it and quietly fell silently.
Long Fei night pressed Han Han's foot and untied the gauze wrapped around Han Han's foot. The gauze was much thicker, at least twenty times thick.
Unlike last night, his movements tonight are a lot softer, and the circle is untied, and the patience does not lose to Han Han, a professional doctor.
Han Wei looked at it silently, seeing that he was acting cautiously and didn't know how, her heart didn't consciously follow it carefully.
For a while, the gauze wrapped around the ankle to the toes was all untied.
Last night, this guy's rude punishment and her injury did not rest well. This ankle was red and swollen three points compared to when she was injured last night.
The dragon was watching at night, and the sun was sinking.
"Pharmaceutical." He faintly said.
Han Han lived and blurted out, "What?"
"There is medicine in the bag." He didn't look up and his eyes fell on her ankle.
Han Hao knew this and quickly found it from the brocade bag. He really touched a bottle of medicine, which was the bottle used last night.
This guy also sent medicine to come over.
Han Hao suddenly regretted that she just didn't seem to be tempted by such a small amount of money. She didn't dare to look at him. She lowered her head and handed it over.
The dragon opened the medicine at night, and poured a little in the palm of his hand. He opened his hands in the palm of his hands first, and then held Han's ankle from below like last night. However, this time, his movements were extremely gentle.
His palms were covered. Han Han only felt that the skin on his feet was like touching ice. He didn’t have a burning sensation. She looked up at him and looked at him. At this time, the dragon was watching at night. .
Four eyes are opposite, Han Han’s ear roots are all hot at once, and she can’t control it.
Damn it!
She cursed herself in her heart, for fear of being discovered by the dragon.
"Does this hurt?" Long asked the night.
Han Hao shook his head when he was nervous. In fact, there is still a little bit of pain.
When the dragon was covered with another hand by night, he gently covered the red and swollen place and asked, "What?"
The chilly feeling touches the skin once and penetrates into it, so that the originally tight muscles are relaxed, and there is a sense of relief that cannot be said.
"No pain." Han Yu shook his head again. This time it really didn't hurt.
The dragon's non-night hand slammed softly and gently, but as soon as it was lightly picked up, Han Han was like an electric shock and couldn't help but get a goose bump.
His palm is hot, the medicine is cold, cold and hot, and the palm of his hand is gently smashed. This feeling is so beautiful that Han Han only feels that he can't bear it. Long Fei night is still going on, his technique is very good.
Gradually, the movement expanded and the strength increased. Han Han didn't feel pain. He only felt that the whole foot was relaxed. This was just a kind of enjoyment. She slowly closed her eyes and couldn't help but marvel at her heart. "It's so comfortable." !"
Who knows, at this time, suddenly there was a loud noise from the door.
Long Fei Ye and Han Yu both looked back and saw Zhao Wei standing in the doorway, and the food and wine in the ground was broken.
Zhao Wei was scared. She had been waiting for His Royal Highness for a long time. She had never seen him give medicine to her own hands, and she was still a woman, and she still licked this kind of thing.
Seeing Zhao’s miserable expression, Han Han lowered his head and squatted. He only felt that he and the dragon had nothing to do with the night.
However, if the dragon is not at night, if nothing happens, cold and cold, "Zhao Wei, go get some gauze."
Zhao Yi did not slow down for a moment, and did not move.
"Don't go?" The dragon was not happy with the night.
Zhao Wei just returned to the soul, and hurriedly said, "Yes! Yes! Slaves, go!"

Is it better now?
Long asked for a faint night, and there was no coldness in the deep eyelids, but there was no concern. It seemed to be asking an insignificant question.
Han Hao looked at his eyes and suddenly found that he didn't know the man at all.
"It's better." She answered truthfully.
After receiving the gauze from Zhao Wei, the dragon was bandaged at night, and Han Han discovered that he was very sophisticated in dressing the wounds. It seems that he often does this.
Is it often to bandage yourself? Still helping others often?
Han Yu is walking away, the dragon is not bandaged at night, and it is thin and two layers of gauze.
"This does not hinder the wearing of shoes and socks." He said blankly, actually still remembering this matter.
Han Han couldn't help but burst into laughter. The dragon was standing at night and was cold and cold. "Is there a problem?"
"No, it's good." Where does Han Han dare to tell the truth, she is thinking, who will marry this conservative man and become his real wife in the future, and he must not be controlled by him?
If you are not sure, you will be able to keep your eyes in the deep squats.
Long did not ask too much at night, put her feet down, throw the medicine and throw it at her, faintly said, "Nothing serious, change it again tomorrow, don't touch the water, move less."
"Yeah." Han Yu nodded, and a generation of famous doctors instantly became a patient.
The dragon came up at night and didn't leave the meaning of eating. He turned and walked.
"What happened to His Royal Highness?" Han Han asked urgently.
"Not yet." Long did not answer the night, and did not stop.
Han Hao didn't look back, didn't ask too much, squinted, listening to the footsteps of his far away, and his face was silent.
Suddenly, the dragon opened his mouth at night. "Is there something going on in the tea?"
Han Han immediately looked back and saw that he was at the door and was looking at her side.
"It’s a bit of a look, and I’m going to go to the Tianxiang Tea House with the Shao’s general tomorrow.
She replied quickly.
The dragon nodded at noon, and did not ask more. He went back and left.
The back disappeared, Han Han slowly turned back, looked at a table of food, did not know what silly music, and gave a smirk.
Zhao Wei looked at the side inexplicably, Wang Ye did not leave to eat, Wang Hao Niangniang is still happy?
She asked, "Wang Hao Niangniang, this meal is cold, or do the old slaves get hot?"
"no need."
Han Han picked up the chopsticks, her appetite seemed to be better, eating big mouth and eating soup.
This night, the light of the dragon's night palace was always on, and Han Han leaned on the chaise longue on the window of the bedroom to think about the problem, and fell asleep without knowing it...
(End of this chapter)