Chapter 1608: Imperial Treasure

It was Delphia who came out. She was surrounded by a white bath towel, showing her tender white shoulders and slender jade legs, and her delicate and white skin glowed in the dim light like pearls and jewels.

A wet hair hung over the fragrant shoulders, and the water droplets on the tips of the hair rolled quietly, sliding down the white greasy fragrant shoulders into the depths of Baiyu Mountain.

Seeing this scene, Di Ping only felt a bang in his head, a scorching heat escaping from his body, and a strong impulsive sensation hit like a tide. The purple light flashed in a pair of eyes. The eyes of a silver scale python are very similar.

De Feiya didn't realize what was happening in front of her. She tilted her head and wiped her hair and said: "Xiaobi, what are you arguing...Ah!" But the next moment she felt that something was wrong. Looking up, she saw Di Ping standing at the door of the room, her eyes flushed and she was staring at her tightly. She was short of breath, and she suddenly let out a scream.

This is no different from an ordinary woman, who will panic when she is frightened!

But she was still different. She only screamed for a while, and she endured it for a long time. There was a wave of energy fluctuations all over her body, and the air twisted and wrapped her whole body. She looked hazy and couldn't really see it.

Although the surrounding energy protects the body, she still subconsciously puts her hands on her chest. At this time, her jade-like face is flushed, and she is infinitely shy and angry:

"Not going out yet..."

After being scolded by her, Di Ping suddenly became agitated, and his mind instantly became clear. He forcibly suppressed the Yilan and Pentium blood in his heart, and said quickly: "Yes...I'm sorry...I... .I thought you were...injured...just..."

"Why did you break in, you are too reckless...Ah!"

At this time, Xiaobi finally rushed over, and she was stunned when she saw the scene in front of her, but she reacted quickly, and immediately grabbed Di Ping and lifted it out: "Get me out...you rascal ......lecher......"

Di Ping's face was flushed like pig liver, but at this time he couldn't refute, he could only watch awkwardly as De Feiya let Xiaobi drag it out, and with his power he couldn't resist Xiaobi's force. Shit, Di Ping was about to be pushed out of the door.

"Little Bi..."

At this moment, Delphia's soft voice sounded in the room: "Let him wait outside..."

Xiaobi turned her head and looked at the bedroom, a little dazed. She didn't understand what the master meant, but she still replied, "Oh! It's the master!"

Then he glared at Di Ping and said, "The gangster... wait here!"

Di Ping felt bitter for a while, and he got another nickname and became a hooligan. He looked at Xiaobi with a grimace and complained in his heart that this was not your cause, but Feiya was injured.

Xiaobi didn't do anything, and kept staring at Di Ping as if he were a thief guard, making Di Ping even more speechless and a little restless for a while.

After a full half an hour, Di Ping was already waiting and anxious, and finally Dephia's voice resounded in the room, "Little Bi, let him in!"

After hearing the sound, Xiao Bi stared at Di Ping with a warning look: "Go in and be honest!"

Di Ping nodded helplessly, and then pushed the door in with Xiaobi's stern gaze. She was wearing a white pajamas, lying on the bed halfway, covered with a quilt, her hair that had been wet and lulu changed. Dry and drape straight on your chest.

She is reading a book, eh! I looked at it carefully, my eyes were fixed on a place on the book, and I didn’t see any movement for a long time. It seems that this word is a page of a book, a touch of red clouds playfully climbed up on her cheeks and then on her ears, small and delicate Zhen Er is quietly blooming like a red flower.

Di Ping was not in the mood to appreciate these at this time, his eyes looked carefully on De Feiya's face!

He found that although De Feiya’s face was ruddy, it was more abnormally pale. Looking at the delicate flower funeral fairy Lin Daiyu, De Feiya had a pale and weak beauty at this time. .

Pity could not help but pity in his heart. At this time, Delphia lost a sense of fairy spirit, and was more tender. She half leaned on the bedside under the dim light, like a beautiful wife waiting for her husband to return. , Gentle Xianjing.

Di Ping could not wait to step forward and gently embrace her in his arms, take good care of her!