Chu Wuxin staggered back a few steps with a pale complexion as if she had lost all strength.
His right arm hung loosely by his side.
He raised his cold eyes slightly.
Just facing Ye Qingluo's figure.
He looked at Ye Qingluo, stretched out his little hand, and pressed it lightly on Di Moxuan's chest.
That alluring and beautiful face was full of worry.
He heard Ye Qingluo ask Di Moxuan in a low voice if he felt uncomfortable or uncomfortable.
It's just like…
Ye Qingluo's eyes and heart were filled with only Di Moxuan.
Chu Wuxin lowered her eyes and fixedly looked at her right arm.
Obviously, he was the one who was injured, wasn't he
He should be the one who should be cared about, right
Why…
Ye Qingluo's first concern was Di Moxuan
Is this the difference between... loving and not loving
Chu Wuxin only felt that some power seemed to freeze in the air.
He even found it difficult to breathe.
Take every breath.
It was as if his heart was being grabbed hard, and his face turned pale from the pain.
Just when Chu Wuxin felt that the heart-piercing feeling was eroding himself.
A voice suddenly sounded beside my ear: "Chu Wuxin, does your arm hurt? Why are you sweating so much?"
This voice, like the sound of heaven, instantly soothed the severe pain in his heart.
It was like a warm current filling his heart.
This strange feeling made Chu Wuxin feel very strange.
However, when he raised his eyes, the girl's stunning face was reflected in the pupils.
He didn't feel any resistance at all.
Seeing Chu Wuxin staring at him, he didn't speak for a while.
Ye Qingluo tightened her thin eyebrows, a little anxious: "Chu Wuxin? Are you stupid in pain or what? Why don't you speak?"
Chu Wuxin's eyelashes moved.
In the cold eyes, waves flow.
He narrowed his eyes, and slowly exhaled a stream of air from his nasal cavity: "Yes."
This sound of air flow is really too low.
Ye Qingluo didn't hear clearly and looked at him suspiciously.
Chu Wuxin repeated: "My right hand hurts a lot. He just pulled my hand very hard. I suspect he wants to destroy my right hand."
While speaking, Chu Wuxin looked at Emperor Moxuan with a cold gaze.
Ye Qingluo said that complaining in such a calm tone, it feels... really awkward!
Chu Wuxin lowered her head again, looked at her immobile right hand hanging by her side, and said, "If you don't take care of me, my right hand may be broken by him tomorrow."
Ye Qingluo: "..."
She was about to say that it was rare for Chu Wuxin to say such a long sentence.
Then, I heard Chu Wuxin's next sentence.
Ye Qingluo raised his forehead speechlessly: Sao Nian, this is your goal, right?
He could still complain to her in a serious manner and rub his nose on his face, which showed that Chu Wuxin was not really what he said, and was about to die of pain.
She simply withdrew her gaze and looked at Di Moxuan: "Ah Xuan, can the human face be taken out?"
"It can't be taken out." Di Moxuan hugged her, his words were cold, "I'm not joking, the only way to get rid of the human skin is the only way to get rid of the human skin voluntarily, even if I force it with force, if it doesn't want to, it will hurt It will only be Chu Wuxin."
Or... no
Could it be that the human skin is unwilling to leave.
Chu Wuxin has to be eroded by human skin all the time
If you are manipulated by that human face...
She was not sure if she could do anything to Chu Wuxin.
and…
The yin of the human face is too heavy.