"sleep?"

Smuji knelt on the bed, half-squinted his eyes and looked at Feiniao, his face slightly rosy, "I can't sleep, why don't you sleep on the bed, I'll go to the living room."

Hearing this, Feiniao rubbed her chin, looked at the look of expectation in Smuji's eyes, and said slowly.

"Why do I go to the living room and you will sleep in the bed?"

"good!"

Pooh!

He spat her gently, and then Feibi pointed at the bruised fist mark on Smuji's chest and said directly.

"I'll apply some medicine to you first."

"No. No need for this"

Smuji looked embarrassed and refused, but before he could say half of his words, he saw Feiniao's eyes condense and he snorted coldly:

"Just obey honestly, give me the medicine!"

Bang!

The bird was kicked off the bed with a look of emotion.

【Does my tone be a little heavy?】

Um!

It should be that I have been someone else's boss for a long time, and this tone can't help but have some commanding tone.

After his feet fell steadily, Smuji's voice came from the bed.

"The medicine is on the cabinet, take it over by yourself."

Asuki looked at the cabinet and saw a small medicine box on it.

Tsk tsk.

It's still pink.

When he was holding the medicine box and returning to the bed again, he found that Smuji had already lying down, but his face was a little red and scary.

After a glance at Smuji, who was flushed and his body was trembling, the bird's tongue gently licked the corner of his lips at a slight speed, and then repeated it with a gentle voice:

"come over."

Smuji opened his eyes and glanced at the bird sitting cross-legged on the bed holding the medicine box. After measuring it for a long time in her heart, she closed her eyes and moved some towards him.

Looking at Smuji who had moved less than five centimeters and was less than half a meter away from him, Asuki sighed softly in his heart, then held the medicine box and leaned over to her.

"Switch off the light!"

Listening to Smuji's trembling voice, Fei Bi looked up at the bright lights and said in confusion.

"You can't see it when you turn off the lights and apply medicine."

"hiss!"

Feeling the pinched thigh flesh, Asuki took a breath, then stretched out his index finger and pointed it at the light bulb.

Flying finger gun!

Bang!

The light bulb exploded!

After Smuji heard the sound of the light bulb exploding, she opened her eyes, looked at Fei Bird with a confused look on her face, and gritted her teeth.

"I asked you to get out of bed and turn off the lights. What did you blow up my light bulb??"

"The light bulb in your room is not good-looking. I bought a specialty light bulb from Hokkien Island and I will replace it for you tomorrow!"

"Why do you still bring a light bulb when you come here?"

"Give you a gift."

"Did you have already calculated it and come to my house and blow up the light bulb first?"

"That's not, it's purely a coincidence!"

As he said that, Fei Bird gently unscrewed the potion bottle, and there was a thick medicine liquid with red luster reflected in the moonlight. He dipped his fingers out some potion, then looked up and stared at Smugi quietly.

"I'll start."

"Um."

After listening to Smuji's sound as small as a mosquito, the bird's fingers fell on the fist print on her chest and began to apply it.

"hiss!"

"."

"hiss!"

"."

Hearing Smuji keep sucking the air conditioner, Feibird's fingers suddenly froze in the air again. When this guy was fighting with him just now, his fist didn't even snort.

Is my fist so powerful?

Thinking of this, the bird slightly increased its strength.

"hiss!"

The sound of air-conditioning came.

Then he slightly reduced the strength.

"hiss!"

The sound of air-conditioning came again.

Touched it gently with your fingertips.

"hiss!"

Then the sound of air conditioning came.

"well!"

After sighing softly, Asuki dipped his fingers in some potions and continued to apply them.

Smuji closed her eyes, she could clearly sense that the bird's cold fingertips had pressed against the bruised skin on her chest.

The nearly paste-like semi-solid medicine liquid, as the fingers of Feiniao gently rubbed, smudged and dispersed on the surface of the skin covered with bruises.

She couldn't help but open her mouth, and I don't know how many times she had [gasked].

I don’t know if it was because of the scorching pain from the wound or the slightest strange feeling that the two of them touched each other when their skins were intimate.

The familiar roof came into my eyes. The bed was still my own bed, and the room was still my own room. Everything here was familiar to me, but now there was one more person next to her.

His eyes opened a gap slightly, and when he looked at the bird bent slightly, lying on his chest, focusing on applying medicine, Smuji suddenly smiled silently.

It's been three years since I've known him soon... Is it almost four years?

In two months, I have known him for four years.

When I was smashed for the first time, I felt angry and the complexity in my heart now.

I don’t know if this little navy that needed to look up to him in the East China Sea. At that time, I had thought that there would be such a day?

Anyway, Smuji asked herself when she touched her conscience, she had never thought about it at all.

When did it start??

It seems to have started in 1519 of the Haiyuan Calendar??

perhaps.

I shouldn't have blamed the Baroque Works Club before

Forget it, those guys are not good people either.
Chapter completed!