"Ah, Ah Xuan..."
Is this about to start
Didn't he want to play hot spring play
Do you want to play in the wild
Ye Qingluo hesitated and grabbed Di Moxuan's arm.
The water droplets on the two of them created blossoming patterns on the ground.
The next moment, Ye Qingluo's body was wrapped in a white soft cloth.
Wrap Ye Qingluo in it, tightly wrapped.
"Don't catch a cold." Di Moxuan picked up her wet hair that was wrapped together, "I'll wipe it clean for you."
Say yes.
Really just wipe.
And it was rubbed extremely carefully, without any emotion.
After wiping his body up and down without letting go of a drop of water, Di Moxuan took out another red robe from the Underworld Dragon Ring, and changed it into Ye Qingluo's.
His movements of dressing her were still a bit unfamiliar.
But at any rate, it was still orderly in the chaos, and put on the red robe neatly for Ye Qingluo.
Ye Qingluo: "..."
Don't sleep anymore
Not playing anymore
"Disappointed?" Di Moxuan tied the last belt for her, with a dazzling smile on his face.
Ye Qingluo blushed, shook his head and retorted: "The disappointment is that you are easy to cut!"
"Well, I'm very disappointed that I can't let you sleep." Di Moxuan replied frankly.
Ye Qingluo blushed even more when she was so honest, she was speechless to refute.
I kept pointing fingers in my heart, grinding my teeth and slandering: My old lady is ready to sleep with you unrestrainedly! You have been refusing to sleep! Refuse to sleep! Refuse to sleep! Now let's talk about the disappointment of the ball!
Seeing Ye Qingluo's obviously "angry", with a dissatisfied look, Di Moxuan held her face in both hands, forcing her gaze to meet his.
Di Moxuan chuckled helplessly: "Your body is not suitable for bearing and owing."
"..." Ye Qingluo was about to get angry, but when he heard his words, he froze immediately.
her body
"Your body hasn't healed yet, and it will be completely cured in a few days." Di Moxuan stroked her narrow and charming eyes with his fingertips, "Xiao Luoer, I endure more than you."
Ye Qingluo blushed, lowered her head, and punched him with her fist: "I can't bear it!"
But in his gentle words, his heart was gradually filled with warmth.
His valley is hopeless.
She felt very clearly about the collision just now.
The temperature on his body also clearly showed his disappointment.
However, he still resisted this feeling.
"Serve" her without a trace of affection.
It's just because her current body hasn't healed yet.
indeed.
If she were here now, Di Moxuan would be put to sleep.
The result must be that she was put to death by Di Moxuan.
Then, I have to lie on the bed for another three to five days.
Di Moxuan has considered all these.
For her body, he endured his own despair.
bathe her.
Relieve her physical fatigue.
Wipe her body.
Dress her.
If you didn't really love her, how could you do it to such an extent
This man...
Every time, inadvertently, she teased her love for him.
Di Moxuan hugged her and walked to another mountain peak not far from Lingquan.
Turning a corner, Ye Qingluo saw that under the cover of intricate mountain peaks, there was a cold stone bed.
Di Moxuan flew up, jumped onto the stone bed, and sat cross-legged.
Ye Qingluo's body was laid down flat.
head on his lap.
The wet blue silk instantly wet the pants he had just put on.
Di Moxuan's fingers gently sank into her hair.
Lift up the drops of water.
With a movement of Di Moxuan's palm, a scorching profound force was released from his palm.