The more Di Moxuan asked, the more guilty Ye Qingluo felt.
She knew that Di Moxuan didn't blame her for taking things from other men.
Instead, she was blaming her for trusting others so easily.
Di Moxuan was concerned about her.
Ye Qingluo's long and curled eyelashes fluttered a few times like butterfly wings, and her pink lips pursed slightly: "I'm a pharmacist, if I'm not sure, I won't take it."
Even the old man Cang thought this bottle of elixir was the best, so naturally there was nothing wrong with it.
However, Ye Qingluo's answer made Di Moxuan's complexion even colder, and the curvature of the corner of his mouth became deeper and deeper.
"So, do you think the act of taking this bottle of pill is the right thing to do?"
Ye Qingluo: "..."
At this time, how dare you nod your head.
She pursed her lips, stared at Di Moxuan's peerless face, and shook her head.
"Since it's wrong, I'll confiscate this elixir." Di Moxuan put his five fingers together, and the ring similar to Ye Qingluo's light flashed between his fingers, and he put the two bottles of elixir into it.
"I..." Ye Qingluo stretched out his hand, then folded it back abruptly.
Damn!
Without this bottle of elixir to restore her physical strength, then she... the training of the Youshi Demon Class can only survive with willpower!
"Take a break." Seeing her withdrawing her hand obediently, Di Moxuan smiled with satisfaction.
His figure moved slightly, and a purple figure pressed down in front of Ye Qingluo's eyes.
The tangy scent of sandalwood seemed to envelop Ye Qingluo's entire body.
Then, Ye Qingluo's head was already resting on Di Moxuan's chest.
The girl's petite and soft body was wrapped tightly in the arms of the man.
The man's big palm covered the top of the girl's head.
"Go to sleep."
A low, hoarse and mellow voice, like fine wine, rang lightly in my ears.
Just like Qingyue's lullaby, Yeqing fell into his arms, and once he relaxed physically and mentally, his eyelids became heavy.
As soon as the eyes were closed, he fell asleep in a short while.
…
Ye Qingluo was woken up by Qi Qi and Xi Jue's constant face licking.
After opening his eyes, Di Moxuan was no longer around him.
He touched his side with his hand, but there was no residual warmth from him.
It's just that in the room, there was still the scent of sandalwood that made her feel at ease, which proved the existence of Di Moxuan before.
And after getting out of bed, what attracted Ye Qingluo was not Qiqi's constant reminders that it was only a moment before You, but... in the corner, on two bamboo poles hung wet hospital uniforms and her obscene clothes .
"..." Ye Qingluo's mouth twitched.
This man started washing her clothes again!
Nima, is this really the rhythm of being a good husband with twenty-four filial piety
Once... She endured it, and that was enough.
Special meow will come for the second time!
What a shame!
Ye Qingluo's cheeks were flushed, staring at the hospital uniform that was still dripping, thinking of Di Moxuan's long and slender fingers, having washed her clothes and her close-fitting clothes.
Her cheeks became more and more red.
Can you still wear this dress
No, it looks like she's already wearing it!
Ye Qingluo stared down at the clothes on her body, and then remembered the picture of Emperor Mo Xuanhuan washing clothes just now...
The delicate body trembled slightly, and the body temperature seemed to be rising.
"Aww~" Qi Qi jumped onto Ye Qingluo's shoulder, reminding her to pay attention to the time.
When the bell rang when the academy reminded you, Ye Qingluo's scorching heat was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Then there are other thoughts, and then I will think deeply about Di Moxuan washing clothes for her.