Chapter 921: Let him see himself covered in scars
Chapter 921 lets him see himself covered in scars
The hazelnuts that cleared at night were enlarged at this moment.
These wounds were the wounds left during the battle of the Tomb of the Tomb and the Leopard.
After the treatment and pain relief of Muzifei, she did not notice the pain.
I also ignored these small injuries on my body.
Not only the arms, her back, her legs, the whole body...
They are all red and **** wounds.
Rao is herself. When she saw this scene, she could not help but shudder.
Not to mention, standing on the side, she will see her eyes and minds.
The "washing" that he said in his mouth was to let her wash the wolf of this body clean?
She also thought that Di Mo Xuan was because of...
The night fell in the water and smashed, and the shyness on the face dissipated.
Her lips trembled, a little bit hoarse: "A Xuan, you go out first."
Such a body, even her own look is worried.
Against such a body full of scars, how can Di Mo Xuan react?
Women are pleasing to others.
Who is it, who is not willing to be loved by others, sees such an unbearable side.
Emperor Xu Xuan Shuo gaze deep into the water in the water, the girl with a low pressure, close to the eyebrows.
He was still ashamed, and all kinds of anger and anger, like a wild little wild cat.
How suddenly, just lost?
"You go out... go out!" The night cleared the lips.
After finishing this sentence, her mouth was buried in the water.
It seems that the whole person is not in the water, and he is not willing to let him see.
I saw the splattered warm water and the blood of the silk.
Emperor Mo Xuan was gone.
The pair of peach blossoms, smiled.
He leaned down and the large purple robes were rolled onto the wrist, and both hands plunged into the water.
The night fell and fell, and the side shrank.
The warm water splashed and wet his robes.
His big palm, but forcibly grasped her arms, a little hard, buried her half of the chin in the water, lifted it up.
"Baptize, or... I will wash for you."
A low-pitched voice with a bit of contempt and playfulness.
The night was clear and wide-eyed, and the cheeks couldn’t help but float on the blush.
When he looked at him, his look was still indifferent.
It can even be said that it is a bit cold.
The bright eyes are fascinating, and the light is slightly dimmed.
He still cares about her now full of wounds.
Otherwise how can you look so indifferent?
Xu is the reason for the injury, but also... the man standing on the side is the person she cares most.
The girl under the white mist is extremely vulnerable.
Once, even if it was a shot, life and death, she could come over alone and come over.
Even if she is deboned and inhuman, she will not be able to scream.
Can be partial, in front of this man, her emotions can never be truly indifferent.
"I am very mindful." The elegant voice, floating from the top of the head.
When the words were hit into the ears of the night, her eyes trembled and the light became dull.
The man behind him seems to have collapsed.
The scorching smell enveloped her back.
The man’s ink, like a cloud of smoke, spilled into the water and stained it on the girl’s skin.
Itchy, some unbearable.
Then, the mellow smell of wine is very clear into her eardrum: "I really mind, mind that you make yourself look like this, but why don't you ask me for help."
The night was clear and the body was trembled, and finally the softness was soft in the arms of Di Mo Xuan, which had been soaked in warm water.
"Looking at my beloved woman, I am scarred under the hands of others... Have you ever thought about how painful my heart is?"
The accusation of Emperor Mo Xuan made the heart of the night clear and trembled.
Eyelashes, I do not know whether it is fog or tears, dyed a piece of moist.
(End of this chapter)
