Chapter 1158 The City on which the Sun Never Sets 28
It is false to wake people up, but it is true to express anger deliberately.
Fu Anan looked at his eyes and smiled, and liked the way he stared at her but couldn't **** herself.
She unbuttoned his clothes.
Under the linen is a cotton vest.
The big brother is a type who looks thin when he is dressed, and has flesh when he takes off his clothes. The muscles are well-proportioned and cover the bones of his body, which looks a bit stuffy. However, there were wounds all over his body, small scrapes, large knife wounds, and the most serious thing was that his waist was directly pierced by a wooden stick. At this time, the wooden stick was still on his waist, and dark red blood flowed out.
Somewhat serious.
Fu Anan got a lot of salt water for him to drink first, and then skillfully drilled wood to make fire.
The game allowed her to constantly unlock new skills, and the weather was dry at this time, so the fire was quickly lit.
The flames were burning inside the house, emitting scalding heat.
"What are you going to do?"
Feeling the heat from the side, Lu Shen looked at her.
At this time, his lips were pale, and he looked like he was about to burp.
"Help you."
Fu Anan threw in the iron hook he picked up just now, then picked up a small piece of wood from the firewood and stuffed it in his mouth, "Hold on."
After she finished speaking, she grabbed the wood on his waist and pulled it out fiercely.
Lu Shen snorted, his brows were furrowed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead. At the same time, the blood from his wound was gurgling out, like a broken faucet, the flow rate of blood—out of control!
With quick hands and quick eyes, she picked up a red-hot iron hook from the fire, and punched Lu Shen's wound.
Zi la—
The sound of an iron grill sounded.
At the same time, the wounds are quickly cooked and combined. Although fire roasting is cruel and bloody, it is also the fastest way to stop bleeding.
The wound was made extremely hideous by her.
Lu Shen gritted his teeth and endured, his breathing became heavier as a result, and the veins on his forehead bulged.
Seeing him like this, Fu An'an thought of when he was in such a miserable time, and actually developed a little bit of compassion.
She took out the medicine she exchanged at a high price.
There is no box for these medicines, they are all wrapped with grass leaves. She carefully buckled the ointment on her finger and gently applied it to his wound.
It was a refreshing feeling.
The ointment is very cool, but it has a foul smell.
Noticing Lu Shen's eyes, Fu Anan pointed to it, "The ointment is very expensive, such a small lump cost me four little gold."
Touching his lips, the ointment bought by a little gold quadrupled, the purpose was to let him remember his kindness.
Who knows that the next sentence is not a thank you, but a question, "You were tricked by an NPC?"
"...you should say thank you at this time."
People who don’t know how to be grateful.
Fu An'an looked at it until the end, and there was only a little ointment left on the leaves. She scraped it all off with her fingers, and she somehow put her hand under her nose to smell it. The smell of essential oils and smelly socks makes people sober up and even retch.
The smell was too good, and based on the principle of not wasting, she put the little bit on her finger under Lu Shen's nose.
The man who originally read the joke:…
After finishing these, a subtle silence was maintained between the two.
The unpleasant smell made it hard to breathe, and the burnt wound continued to hurt. Lu Shen clutched his wound and leaned against the wall, looking at the busy figure in front of the fire—
She is really small.
(end of this chapter)