Quick Transmigration: The Villain’s Sweet Wife

Si Jue wants to keep the little girl's fair and smooth skin, so everything he eats is relatively light.

The original owner's appetite is not big, and even after a few sips of porridge with Quan Nai, she can't hold it. She clutched her belly and said, "Mr. Si Jue, can you... stop eating?"

The voice was slightly imploring, but also cautiously tentative.

To Ling Quannai's surprise, Si Jue agreed.

He handed over a cup, "Soy milk, drink it."

Kwon-na was dubious, and touched the glass, "Fuck, what is this?"

[I don’t know, but it’s definitely not soy milk. It looks red, like...]

"What is it?"

【blood. 】

Kwon Nai was taken aback, in order not to reveal any flaws, his small mouth opened lightly, pouring all the unknown liquid into his stomach, and licking his seductive lips.

This is not... the smell of blood.

"Good boy." Si Jue touched Quan Nai's hair, took a tissue and wiped the leaked liquid from the corners of her lips, "In a moment, someone will come to show you the injury, don't show this expression, understand? ?"

Qi Guojel was eighteen years old, and he was a talent trained by Si Jue, who was skilled in medicine.

He was carrying a box of things and didn't seem to think of himself as an outsider at all. When he came, he recently ordered the housekeeper to arrange the things and lay on the sofa by himself.

"Lord Jue, what kind of little girl is this time like a jade? You can relax a little, people are girls, who can't stand the toss."

Qi Guojel's eyes shifted to the person.

Si Jue was holding Quan Nai, looking at him condescendingly.

Qi Guojel's eyes ignited interest, staring straight at Kannaa, and the corners of his mouth raised a wicked arc.

"Changed the type?"

Si Jue's eyes were icy, it could be said to be full of bitter chill, with a warning sign, and he fluttered his eyes to jelly.

The voice is low, "Can't leave scars."

Qi Guozheng smiled wryly, and was about to stretch out his hand.

Si Jue's eyes were even more dangerous, like a wild beast protecting the prey he had snatched, and he would never let go.

Qi Guojel stepped back wittily, rubbing his palms, "Indeed, such a beautiful girl, it's always a shame to have scars on her body."

Quan Nai's skirt was very short, and now he was being held by Si Jue again, wishing to bury his face in his chest.

Si Jue felt the girl's anxiety and anxiety, and urged, "Hurry up."

Qi Guoye blinked, "This is a tiger-wolf phrase, Jue, be cautious."

He took out a small bottle of ointment from the box and put it on the table, "It will definitely not leave scars, and it can beautify the skin and make the skin better than before, your favorite."

Si Jue glanced at the ointment.

"Master Jue, this is something I finally got, this..." Qi Guozheng gestured, suggesting something.

Si Jue motioned to the housekeeper.

The butler handed over a blank check, packed the box of Qi jelly, respectfully, but his face was expressionless.

Pointing to the direction of the door, "Mr. Qi Guojel, please."

Qi Guojie felt that he had been abandoned. He pointed at Si Jue weirdly, "Scumbag, I hate it!"

After receiving the check, he stomped his foot and left boldly.

Si Jue looked deeply at the medicine bottle on the table, "After taking a shower at night, I will give you medicine."

To be honest, Si Jue was really reluctant to look like Quan Nai was covered with scars.

There is a different kind of broken and abused beauty.

It is also handy to draw.

But... a temporary scar is okay, if a permanent scar is formed, it would be imperfect.

How can collections have defects?

Si Jue sniffed Sniffer Quannai's fragrant hair, with a lingering and gentle tone, "Are you afraid of pain?"