The Almighty Men’s Clothes Boss is a Girl

"Just take off my shirt, little brat, what are you doing? Isn't this good?" Fu Yanxing seized the opportunity and started teasing An Chen.

"Shut up!" An Chen was applying medicine to Fu Yanxing. When he heard what Fu Yanxing said, the hand applying the medicine pressed down harder.

"Hey, you stinky kid, you're calling this private revenge." Fu Yanxing held An Chen's hand with his backhand.

This level of pain is nothing to Fu Yanxing, it's just to tease An Chen.

Fu Yanxing really worked hard to pursue An Chen, and his character was almost shattered by An Chen.

According to Fan Luo, President Fu Yan is handsome, has a good figure, and is rich and tall. He is simply a tall, rich and handsome man. After meeting An Chen, the rich and handsome man instantly turned into an infatuated man. Fortunately, his temperament and advantages are still there. Otherwise, he would be an "old gangster".

"You, let go! Or you can apply it yourself." An Chen poked Fu Yanxing again.

After flirting with someone, you still have to be measured and stop when you need to. Fu Yanxing strictly followed the rules of chasing people taught to him by Fan Luo.

Seeing Fu Yanxing turn his head back, An Chen shook his hand, feeling a little numb in pain.

Blood continued to flow from the scratched wound. When Fu Yanxing wasn't paying attention, An Chen took a piece of gauze and wiped it briefly, and then continued to apply medicine to Fu Yanxing.

An Chen didn't pay attention to the wound, because she felt that the injury was not serious, and it was normal for the blood to flow continuously. The coagulation disorder caused by the side effects of taking medicine could not be cured so easily.

An Chen first poured the medicated oil into the palm of his hand, rubbed it with his hands to warm it, then rubbed it on Fu Yanxing's back, and then slowly rubbed away the bruises.

Fu Yanxing hoped that this process would last longer and that it would end quickly, but he was really torn.

But this can't be blamed on Fu Yanxing. An Chen's little hands are soft. Although she has received very strict training and did not grow up pampered, her hands have not become rough.

With such a pair of small hands, the owner of the hands is still the person he likes. Fu Yanxing is a very normal person, and he is also a man. An Chen's pressure is very comfortable, and he doesn't feel any pain at all, but it is really tortured.

An Chen was wearing a black sweatshirt today. Even if the blood was stained on the clothes, it was not very obvious.

An Chen didn't have time to check it yet, so he didn't know how serious the injury was or how much blood he had. Moreover, his arm was already a little sore and numb, and he didn't feel anything at all.

Fu Yanxing felt the pressure on his back getting weaker and weaker. He looked back at An Chen and found that there was nothing abnormal. He just felt that An Chen's lips were a little white, but An Chen was still the same as before.

Maybe the light was too dark, so the shadows hit his face, so his lips looked white, or maybe he saw it wrong, Fu Yanxing thought, just at this time An Chen saw Fu Yanxing and smiled at him, Fu Yanxing turned around with relief.

The blood had already flowed from his sleeves and was slowly flowing to his hands. An Chen quietly put alcohol and a pack of gauze into his pocket.

"I'm going to the bathroom." After An Chen said that, before Fu Yanxing turned around, he went straight into the bathroom.

Fortunately, the sleeves are relatively loose, so it is easy to roll them up, but it is not necessary to roll them up, because there is also a big cut in the sleeves, but I didn't notice it just now.

An Chen's ability to tolerate pain is also outstanding. He has actually been trained in this aspect. An Chen has experienced countless bizarre trainings.

Many days of playing hard with PPT