Compared with cold poison, cold curse is more terrifying.
Cold poison can also be slowly eliminated with pure Yang Qi.
The cold curse can only be lifted with his body.
Gu Yue Fuyao seemed calm and strong, but that was because she had never experienced the pain caused by the outbreak of the cold spell.
The pain caused by this cold spell will become more and more serious one after another.
Even the Soul-Suppressing Dragon Group only has elixirs that can provide relief, but five methods of complete cure.
really.
As soon as Ye Lan walked out of the door, he heard the hospital bed shaking violently and making a creaking sound.
Gu Yue Fuyao covered her head with a quilt, but the painful moans still came out.
Ye Lan took out his cell phone and looked at the time calmly.
Thirty seconds, fifty seconds, one minute.
A minute and a half later, Gu Yue Fuyao's trembling voice finally came out.
"Ye Lan, save me."
Who can stay sane in the face of the cold curse?
Ye Lan smiled and pushed open the door.
Gu Yue Fuyao, who had been pretending to be calm just now, had curled up into a ball.
She was sweating profusely, her hair was messy and stuck to her face, and her eyes were full of desire.
"help me!"
Ye Lan calmly sat on the edge of the bed and said with a smile: "Call me husband!"
Gu Le Fuyao was stunned for a moment, as if it was difficult to speak.
But the pain instantly overwhelmed her reason.
"Husband! Husband, please save me."
She stretched out her hand with all her strength, like a poor woman about to drown, trying to grab a life-saving straw.
Such a wise and calm woman must completely destroy everything about her.
Ye Lan stretched out his hand and gently touched her cheek.
He said softly: "You need to take off your clothes for treatment."
An obvious struggle flashed across Gu Yue Fuyao's face, and finally she gritted her teeth and said, "Then close the door and curtains."
Ye Lan shook his head slowly and said lightly: "I don't want it."
"you..."
Gu Yue Fuyao suddenly raised her head and looked at him with red eyes.
Ye Lan didn't intend to leave any privacy to her.
The majestic God of Wealth of the Ling Alliance and the chairman of Daxia Bank were acting like a helpless little girl at this moment.
She wanted to refuse, but the chill that surged through her body prevented her from speaking out.
In the end, I could only say with tears: "Take it off! Please help me take it off!"
Ye Lan wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes with her thumb, "You should say, husband, please help me take it off!"
Gu Yue Fuyao felt endless humiliation welling up in her heart, and she shook her head vigorously, trying to avoid Ye Lan's hand.
But all the strength in the body has been exhausted, and there is no way to avoid it.
The coldness in the body became more and more intense, and the internal organs seemed to be cracked by frost, causing burning pain.
The pain that penetrated her bones finally defeated her dignity.
"Husband, please help me take it off."
Ye Lan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and slowly reached down with his hand.
The loose hospital gown makes it easy to check out the details.
With a slight exertion of the arm, the button was broken open, and the snow-white skin was immediately exposed.
Although Gu Yue Fuyao is over thirty years old, her body is well maintained.
Smooth, firm and elastic.
The rough palms greedily brushed every inch of the skin, but not a trace of pure Yang energy was revealed.
Gu Yue Fuyao almost burst into tears.
"Husband, please, please help me."
Ye Lan pinched her snow-white peak and said, "Then you say, thank you husband."
She said it the first time, and the second time she said it very logically.
"Thank you husband, please husband."
She propped herself up, crawled onto Ye Lan's lap, and spoke pitifully with her head held high.
The look of his hair being disheveled made Ye Lan's blood surge.
However, he did not do anything, but began to treat it slowly.
The cold spells erupted one after another, and it was easy for people to pass out from the pain.
And this is what Ye Lan doesn't want to see.
Since yesterday, he has made up his mind to completely capture Gu Yue Fuyao.
Not just because of revenge, but more importantly because of what she said yesterday.
And such a woman can only destroy her superficial reason and calmness bit by bit.
As the palms of your hands rubbed slowly, the hot pure Yang energy began to slowly penetrate into the soft and white skin.
The sudden warmth made Gu Yue Fuyao couldn't help but moan.
The cold air was forced away bit by bit, slowly gathering towards the lower abdomen.
And Ye Lan's palm gradually turned downwards.
Finally, it rested on her hospital pants.
"How about forgetting it!"
Ye Lan suddenly raised his hand and said.
As soon as the hot palm was released, the cold air in the body immediately began to recover.
Gu Yue Fuyao hugged him almost subconsciously and blurted out.
"Husband, husband doesn't want it."
She didn't want to experience the cold that penetrated deep into her bones for a moment.
But Ye Lan said calmly: "If you go further, something may happen. After all..."
After a pause, he said leisurely: "After all, we are just ordinary friends."
Gu Yue Fuyao's face turned red as blood, and finally bit her lower lip and said, "No, not just an ordinary friend, you are my husband, my man."
"Is that so?"
Ye Lan smiled faintly and continued to further destroy her so-called reason.
"Then what should you say?"
Gu Yue Fuyao was surprised for a moment. Before she could think about it, the cold air was already rolling in.
He quickly shouted: "Husband, please help me take off my pants."
"No, I'll take it off myself."
As she said that, she quickly pulled down her pants.
Without any trace of her body, she carefully hid under the quilt and looked at him pitifully.
Ye Lan still didn't move, as if waiting for her to continue pleading.
Gu Yuefu Village was extremely wronged.
She had never been treated like this in her life.
The practitioners of the Spirit Alliance held her high, and even the killers of the Suppressing Spirit Dragon Group did not dare to offend her at all.
Even if Long 3 is killed by her, she can only hold her nose and admit it.
Pain is not transferred by will.
The feeling in her body made it difficult for her to speak again. "Husband, kiss husband, please."
Ye Lan smiled and said, "You should say, I want my husband, please help me quickly."
Gu Yue Fuyao couldn't say such straightforward and shameful words. She bit her lip tightly, as if she would rather die than speak.
Seeing this, Ye Lan slowly stood up.
"Forget it, it seems you don't want treatment."
The cold air that had been suppressed just now counterattacked more and more fiercely.
After all, Gu Yue Fuyao couldn't hold it back, gritted her teeth and said quietly but quickly: "Kiss my husband, please help me quickly."
"You didn't tell the whole story!"
Ye Lan said playfully.
While he was talking, his palms did not stop, still stroking the smooth skin.
Gu Yue Fuyao let go completely and lowered her voice: "I want my husband, please help me quickly."
"Louder!" Ye Lan pinched her dissatisfied.
What happened next was exactly as expected.
Gu Yue Fuyao let go completely and said word by word: "I want my husband, please help me quickly."
Hearing this, Ye Lan finally smiled.
"Okay, my husband will help you with the treatment."
As he spoke, he slowly put his hand into the quilt.
The thick palm slid to the deepest point without any obstruction.
Gu Yue Fuyao trembled and subconsciously wanted to tighten her legs.
But Ye Lan just gave her a look, and she immediately left obediently.
Let Ye Lan do whatever he wants.
The proud God of Wealth of the Spirit Alliance completely lost any dignity at this moment.
