Flash Marriage: Slow Down Mister

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Stanley seemed to have known that she would draw back her hand, and at this moment his knuckles

were also slightly hard, easily blocking her refusal to move.

"Don't move again."

Then he stopped talking and applied the ointment directly.

He grew up in the military, not the kind of refined nobleman, so his hands carried a thick layer of

calluses.

Klara's own skin is delicate, let alone at this time, her palms are still swollen, so the friction of calluses Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

on Stanley's hands makes her feel a little sensitive.

Stanley looked down without distraction and rubbed the medicine as if it were some precious jewel in

his hand, carefully smoothing the ointment.

The sunset is warm, a bunch of sprinkles on his body, but also let his cold silhouette looks signs of

melting, Klara dumbfounded to look at this almost perfect man in front of him.

But she always felt there was something wrong.

There was something strange about this man's aura, he looked too quiet, so quiet that he was about to

become one with the sunset.

Klara quieted her mind and felt that Stanley looked like he was restraining something to appear so

calm.

The touch on her palm at the moment was reminding her that what was cold seemed to be not the

ointment, but this man's fingers.

Too cold...

Klara was suddenly startled, and when she reacted she had already grabbed Stanley's wrist, and

indeed she felt a fine, smooth, soft and confused pulse.

Her expression became complicated and she looked up at Stanley.

"Why didn't you say something when you were poisoned?"

That's right.

This pulse is a very obvious poisoning.

But this man is surprisingly with his own willpower, endured such pain, and even as if nothing had

happened, rubbed medicine for her worthless injury.

"It's okay."

He didn't expect Klara to be able to tell that he was poisoned, and although he was a little surprised in

his heart, he didn't show it.

It wasn't the first time anyway, he knew he could endure through it.

Although he said it as if it was not a problem in a light way, the truth was that the kind of cold qi in his

body was still not alleviated and was not eliminated from his seven orifices.

Then this cold qi will keep going in his body, and the pain he endures everywhere he goes is

incomparable to a million arrows through the heart, and will make people want to go crazy straight

away.

If it was an ordinary person, I'm afraid it would not be able to bear it, but Stanley's expression did not

change half a bit.

"You people..."

Klara was speechless for a while, she had not seen people who had been poisoned by this in their

previous lives, which poison was not rolling around on the ground, wanting to end up on their own.

The man was unruffled and unmoved.

This is a little too scary.

But she couldn't help but stand on tiptoe to feel Stanley's cold forehead, and then asked.

"So you don't have any medicine or anything like that?"

She was really worried that something might happen to Stanley because of his hypothermia, and

wanted to judge his current condition before touching his forehead.

But as she got closer, Stanley's body got stiffer and stiffer.

The hand that was only warm fell on his head, but it turned into a warm stream that quickly dispersed

the cold air nearby.

But the effect of such a little contact was too weak for this overbearing toxin, and the chill was still

raging in his body, tearing at his willpower.

But he was inclined to feel as if it didn't hurt as much, and looking into her clear eyes with concern, he

felt harder to suppress himself than before.

"I don't have it with me because it's useless to take it, it's basically ineffective."

He was still suffering from that severe pain, only his expression did not change, he grew up poisoned,

what Chinese and Western doctors have not seen.

Whether it was Chinese or Western medicine, there was no medicine that had any effect, even the

Austin Family's medicine, the effect was minimal.

Klara froze, really hate to beat his chest.

This continent's Chinese doctors are too miserable, even if they can't cure the poison, there should

always be a way to suppress it, otherwise the poisoned person would not only die.

"So what do you do every time you get poisoned!"

Klara still can't help but want to know.

"Endure."

One word is dry and crisp, but I don't know how many painful days and nights are contained in it.

Klara's face changed slightly. In her previous life, she had seen people who used drugs to help

suppress the pain, but also those with weak willpower who could not endure and killed themselves.

But this man in front of him has endured so many years, but only by his own will?

What kind of frightening mental strength is this.

For the first time, she felt that the man in front of her was somewhat remarkable, but now was not the

time to think about this, she shook off Stanley's hand.

She reached out to touch the gold needle in her pocket, but just as her hand left Stanley's body, the

familiar pain swept over her, although not unbearable...

But Stanley still subconsciously grabbed Klara's wrist with his backhand, he didn't want her to leave his

body.

"What are you doing?"

"I'll apply acupuncture to help you suppress this poison."

Hearing Klara's unthinking words, Stanley's eyes brightened a bit and lowered his voice.

"You want to help me?"

"Hmm."

Klara, puzzled, looked at the large hand holding her wrist tightly and emphasized again.

"I have to get the needle first."

But Stanley was unmoved, he stared intently at the girl's clear features, finally landing on the cherry lips

lips.

The cold air inside his body raged, but he somehow felt the difference, and his voice could not help but

raspy.

"You want to help me...without the golden needle, there is a better way."

Klara froze, and then asked curiously in return.

"What method?"

He only deadpanned the soft cherry-pink lips, then unconsciously licked the corners of his own mouth

and whispered.

"You."

Shying away from the word, he finally couldn't hold back any longer and pushed Klara against the wall,

covering the cherry lips of the girl he had been longing for.

Klara's face was stunned and she didn't dare to move, the sudden kiss caught her off guard.

Stanley's mind was filled with Klara's rosy lips, and his originally cold body somehow slowly regained

consciousness, and the toxins seemed to fade away.

He can feel the warmth of the moment, her lips are so glistening and sweet, the faint fragrance

between the lips and teeth is like a soft candy.

The original only to relieve the toxin Stanley is now a long time unwilling to let go of the girl in front of a

stunned face.

He has been suffering from the pain caused by the toxin for so many years.

Klara was also stunned and just felt her body go soft, looking at this face that was so close, her cheeks

were red, and the man in front of her was emitting a faint fragrance that smelled good ......

Klara did not move, at this moment she can only hear Stanley's shallow breathing.

At this time Stanley, surprisingly involuntarily gently pried open Klara's teeth, all the way to explore the

tender tongue into her wet mouth.