The wound on the body is indeed painful.
But it hurts, Ye Qingluo has already gotten used to it.
especially…
The man sitting by the bed completely made her have no extra thoughts to pay attention to the pain on her body.
The stunning face buried under the white pillow was extremely bright red.
The man's slender fingers wiped the ointment and brushed over her body.
The coldness of the ointment was the same as the temperature of the man's fingers, which made her delicate body tremble from time to time, and she wanted to scratch it itchyly.
When he thought of lying in front of Di Moxuan without a strand of hair on his body, he let his fingertips brush over every inch of his skin.
She felt extremely ashamed.
Restraining the trembling of her delicate body, restraining the voice that was about to overflow.
"The injury on the back, the medicine has been prescribed..." Di Moxuan's eyes flickered slightly, and his throat moved.
Ye Qingluo's heart trembled, and he frantically clenched the quilt tightly to cover the scenery in front of him: "I'll do it myself, I'll do it myself."
She sat up straight, and happened to meet Di Moxuan's bent body, her eyes met.
From those dark obsidian-like eyes, Ye Qingluo saw a hint of banter.
"It turns out that Xiao Luo'er wants me to give you... medicine all over your body." The man's hoarse voice was extremely low.
In this atmosphere, it looks extraordinarily attractive.
Yeqing groaned, her cheeks flushed, she lowered her head in embarrassment and growled angrily: "Who... who wants you to give me medicine!"
The man laughed lowly.
Half sitting on the edge of the bed, trembling slightly with a smile.
The whole bed also trembled.
Such an atmosphere, such an atmosphere, is also a concubine's love.
Coupled with the trembling sound of the bed.
It seemed more and more... ambiguous.
The temperature of the surrounding air gradually increased.
Ye Qingluo lowered his head, not daring to look at Di Moxuan's expression again, biting his pink lips and said softly, "Put down the medicine and go out first."
"If you let me come, I will come, and if you let me go, I will leave. Wouldn't it be very shameless." Di Moxuan deliberately moved to the bed, his eyes were deep, and he stared deeply at Ye Qingluo.
The scorching heat at the bottom of his eyes seemed to engulf Ye Qingluo.
Ye Qingluo just moved into the bed, but was caught by the man's long arm, and fell into the man's arms together with the quilt.
She exclaimed, gripped the quilt tightly, and raised her head: "Ah Xuan..."
"I said, I'm angry."
Di Moxuan purposely leaned close to her ear, his eyes fixed on the small face of the girl in his arms without blinking.
Looking at her because of herself, her face is shy, her charming eyes are shy...
The bottom of my heart seemed to be filled with a warm, soft and sweet feeling.
The girl in her arms froze.
The struggling movement stopped.
She snuggled into his arms obediently.
After a while, she heard a low voice from her: "Yes, I'm sorry..."
"I'm sorry for what?" Di Moxuan raised her jaw, forcing her gaze to meet him.
When the four eyes met, a trace of shyness and panic flashed across those moist and charming eyes.
Ye Qingluo wanted to look away, but was forced by the man's vile taste to check her eyes with him.
The man was next to his ear, and he hooked his lips faintly: "Huh?"
She fluttered her eyelashes and stared at him with charming eyes. After a long while, she slowly said: "I shouldn't let myself take danger and fall into danger..."
"I shouldn't let you watch me get hurt and stop you from helping me."
"I shouldn't..."
She is docile.
Xiaoxiao unrestrained, listed several mistakes.
She was so obedient that no one could bear to punish her anymore.
Di Moxuan's eyes reflected her face.
He bowed his head and whispered in her ear: "The last thing you should do is to forget that I am your man. At least, when I am here, you can rely on me."