Divine Genius Healer, Abandoned Woman: Demonic Tyrant in Love with a Mad Little Consort

She leaned in front of Jun Aohan, looking left and right.

I completely forgot, Jun Aohan is still shining ...

Her little hand kept sliding across Jun Aohan's body.

Let Jun Aohan have a very comfortable feeling.

"Are you OK?"

Ye Qingli was very nervous and kept asking.

Jun Aohan closed his mouth and said nothing.

"Okay, okay, am I wrong? Okay? I shouldn't be inattentive. I apologize to you, OK?"

"Do you know something wrong?"

Jun Aohan said wronged.

"understood."

Ye Qingli kept nodding, like a chicken pecking rice.

Jun Aohan raised his chin very proudly.

"Well, you can compensate Ben Wang."

"Uh, how do you compensate?"

Ye Qingli began to be at a loss.

"Ben Wang is uncomfortable now, you should find a way to help Ben to relieve pain."

Seeing Ye Qingli didn't react at all.

Jun Aohan began to be tempted.

Like a big bad wolf who is kidnapping a little white rabbit.

"Let me give you a few more needles?"

Ye Qingli said kindly.

Not only is she able to cure diseases, acupuncture to relieve fatigue is also unique in the world.

"How many more times do you want to tie this king?"

Jun Aohan looked sad and angry.

It was almost a tear.

Seeing that Ye Qingli didn't react at all, he had to say: "Ben Wang's body is sore, you should massage Ben Wang a few times ..."

"Think beautiful ..."

Ye Qingli blurted out subconsciously.

This product really puts his nose on the face.

However, after seeing his aggrieved little eyes, Ye Qingli said he succumbed.

"Ok……"

Ye Qingli climbed onto his back, and then began to pinch him ...

Jun Aohan lay there, an expression of enjoyment.

Until the whole body was pinched by Ye Qingli.

He was about to turn over, at this time, Ye Qingli had jumped very quickly.

"Okay, you need to recuperate now, I won't disturb you first."

"not good."

Jun Aohan said pitifully.

"What are you doing?"

"Ben Wang is hungry and wants to eat."

"Oh, eat it."

Ye Qingli said casually.

Then she saw Jun Aohan's poor eyes.

"Aren't you ... let me cook for you?"

"Of course, there is only you here except me. Now, I can't move, don't you put me the food, do you let me eat dirt?"

Ye Qingli: "..."

She found it now.

Just now, there should be no concessions to him.

Otherwise, he will have to be measured.

However, seeing Jun Aohan's pale face, she began to soften again.

"It really owes you life."

Then she turned and went out of the hole.

She hovered outside the cave for a while, then took out the rice from the space, started a fire, and started cooking porridge.

Soon, a scent flew in.

"Wow, Qingli, are you cooking porridge?"

"Yes, the taste is so fragrant."

"Do you remember, when you were injured, I also cooked porridge for you."

Jun Aohan said leisurely.

There seems to be such a thing.

Ye Qingli thought of the scene at the time.

Suddenly I felt a little sweet.

At that time, she was injured and lay in his other yard.

Then she was hungry ...

This extremely distinguished prince, his men, not only countless servants, but also dozens of master chefs.