Di Moxuan's fingers were slender and fair.
Perhaps because of years of practice, his fingertips are slightly callused.
When rubbing Ye Qingluo's tender lips, there was a burst of electricity.
Ye Qingluo felt as if a fire was burning on his lips.
His pure and deep peach blossom eyes, like black obsidian, rippled in circles.
Ye Qingluo turned her head away, trying to avoid Di Moxuan's fingers.
But he increased his strength, rubbing his fingertips against her lips.
His fingertips still hooked her lips vaguely.
"I..." Ye Qingluo's throat tightened, and as soon as he opened his mouth, his fingers grazed her white teeth.
This action made Ye Qingluo's cheeks blush.
She became angry from embarrassment, she simply opened her mouth, bit the man's finger, and glared at him resentfully.
Biting the man's hand, she couldn't speak clearly: "Stop making trouble!"
Di Moxuan could not hide the smile on his face.
The tiredness in the eyebrows and eyes was also scattered in the smile.
He lowered his head and got close to Ye Qingluo.
His smile was evil.
His voice was full of confusion: "What does Xiao Luoer want to say?"
The warm breath sprayed all over her neck.
How could Ye Qingluo resist such teasing, struggling to push the man's chest with both hands: "It's not that I don't rely on you, but... while relying on you, I want to improve, become stronger, and...be you dependence."
A sigh sounded from above his head.
Di Moxuan let go of Ye Qingluo helplessly, with a helpless expression on his face: "I knew... I will be persuaded by you in the end."
A piece of white cloth fell into Ye Qingluo's hands.
Ye Qingluo was puzzled, and opened the white cloth. After seeing the graphics everywhere on the white cloth, he was completely dumbfounded.
"This... this is..." Ye Qingluo's breath suddenly became rapid, his five fingers clenched the white cloth tightly, and he raised his eyes to stare at Emperor Moxuan, "Is this the map of Death God Castle?"
This is a party map.
All the layouts of a place are drawn in detail above.
Even the organs and formations in each place are clearly marked.
"My whole life has been planted in your hands." Di Moxuan helplessly wrapped Ye Qingluo back into his arms, his sparkling peach eyes seemed to hold thousands of spring waters.
Although his voice was full of helplessness, it was possible to hear the deep pampering under that helplessness.
Only Ye Qingluo can enjoy this kind of pampering...
Ye Qingluo's heart seemed to be pinched by something.
She stared at the map in her hand.
Holding a thin white cloth in her hands, Ye Qingluo felt like a thousand catties, and it was difficult for her to even breathe due to the weight.
After he prevented her from accepting the task, he left angrily.
Not really angry, unwilling to talk to her.
but...
Draw all the maps of Death Castle for her.
Reduce the chance of injury for her.
Obviously, she was very worried and didn't want her to go to Death Castle to do this task.
But in order to make her happy, in order for her to be able to buy into the task, this heart was settled.
He still compromised.
Such a man... How can he not let her fall in love, how can he not let her fall in love
He was always like this, his casual words and deeds for him always touched her heart and made her unable to think about other things.
"Ah Xuan, thank you..."
Thousands of words, and only this sentence can express the feeling in her heart.
Ye Qingluo wrapped her hands around God Mo Xuan's neck, and offered her pink lips.
She closed her eyes, and a drop of crystal clearness slid down the corner of her eyes.
In this life, it is her luck to be so cherished by Emperor Moxuan.