Chapter 202: Red Fruit in the Breeze
There was a buzzing in my ears, as if a swarm of bees were flying over my head, and I was dizzy and my brain went blank. I mustered up the courage to untie the belt around his waist, gently pulling it out from behind him, and the next step was to untie the blood-stained white robe on his body. I dodged my eyes, didn't dare to look at his body more, glanced at the placket that had slid off his shoulders, swallowed my saliva weakly, and muttered in a low voice: "Master, Xiaoyu is going to help you change your clothes, so Xiaoyu is going to take off your clothes." ”
Hehe, I smiled stupidly in my heart, I didn't care if he could hear it or not, I always felt that after greeting him like this, I would take off his clothes, and then I couldn't say that I was offending him.
Leaning forward slightly, and getting closer to him, I slowly approached his clothes with trembling hands, with a mentality of seeing death as if I were at home, and grabbed each side of his shirt with both hands, clenched my teeth and pulled both sides at the same time, pulling the clothes on his body from the collar to the bottom of my chest at once.
In the wind, the smell of blood on his body blended with the natural scent of lotus on his body, filling the front of my nose and making my nose itch for a while.
"Yawn."
After the sneezing, I looked down at his bloodstained body, under the light, the exposed chest was distinct, and a seductive color came into view, making people unable to take their eyes off. On the chest, the two-point dogwood stood in the wind and bloomed slightly, the color was bright red like a ripe red fruit on the top of a branch, and it was eye-catching to see, and I wanted to rush forward and bite it.
Ahem, cough cough, I quickly looked away from his chest, looked down, and saw that there were several criss-crossing light scars on his abdomen, looking like there were about five or six of them, at this moment, probably because of the rain and cold, the scars of Shen Nian showed a faint pink. On the arms, waist, and body, there are sword scars everywhere, these scars are deep and shallow, large and small, new and old.
Is this the price you have to pay as the god of war in the Celestial Realm?
I held back my tears, got up and turned him over, let him lie on the couch, and saw the two new wounds on his back that were still bleeding, and tears rained down for a moment, today, if he hadn't been to save me, he wouldn't have been so badly injured, all because of me, I hurt him.
I kept tears falling down, trembling my fingers gently caressing near the wound, not daring to weigh it hard, for fear that my clumsy hands would hurt him, looking at the wound that was about to see the bones, the tears in my eyes began to fall straight down again.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
Beyond that, I don't know what else I can say to him at this time. I blamed myself for my clumsiness, and every time I said that I would not trouble him, listen to him, and stand aside obediently and wait for him to come back, but when it came to the critical moment, I forgot everything, and I didn't care about his feelings, and I rushed forward recklessly, and caused him to be so.
"Master, wake up, wake up, Xiaoyu will listen to you for everything, Xiaoyu will never trouble you again."
The tears in his eyes fell straight down, but there was a forced smile on his face, and he tried to reassure him in a calm tone. Holding back my tears, I poured out some powder from the bottle and sprinkled it on his back, and when I had sprinkled the wound with powder, the bottles I had grabbed were empty.
"Master, Xiaoyu has helped you get good medicine."
I clapped my hands, waved at him while he was asleep, put the vase on the edge of the bed, approached and sat down beside him, and began to dress him again. Fingers always touch his slightly cool skin intentionally or unintentionally, which makes my heart tremble, there is nothing, and there is nothing disgraceful, but my face still can't help but be hot for a while.
Bang bang, there was a knock on the door outside.
After a while, Botai's voice also came from outside the house.
"Have you changed the clothes on Purple Lotus Immortal Jun?"
"Alright, alright, almost ready, you wait a little longer."
I hurriedly put away Zilian's bloodstained clothes, and busily went to help him tie his belt, thinking with a hint of optimism in my heart, thinking about how I would answer Zilian's question if she happened to wake up at the time when I was tying his belt! Is it that I am wearing a belt for him, or that I am dressing him, or that I am dressing him, but if he doesn't believe anything and is sure that I am taking advantage of him, then what should I do?
Bang bang, knock on the door again.
"Alright, alright, stop knocking."
My heart was like numbness, and my heart was even more nervous, the belt in my hand was tied again and again, and I always felt that I was not very good-looking, and the belt was not very beautiful, for a long time, I finally tied the belt to some satisfaction, and I just stood up and prepared to go to open the door to Botai, but under my feet was an unstable pounce on Zilian.
It's over, I scream in my heart it's over. I want to stop myself from falling, but how can I do this kind of thing. I couldn't do anything, I watched myself lie down, watched my chin hit Zilian's chest, and watched my mouth stick to the ripe red fruit on his chest through a thin garment. It was so soft, even through a thin cloth, I could feel its softness, I was a little hungry in my stomach, and I sucked it unconsciously in my mouth, wanting to see if the red fruit could be eaten or not, and then, I could hear a painful moan from the person under me.
It sounded like there was some pain, and I quickly let go of my teeth and stopped biting it.
"Miss Yuge, Miss Yuge, are you okay, no matter how bad it is, Xiaosheng is going to break in by himself." Botai, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, finally couldn't stand it anymore and began to urge.
"Alright, alright."
Urged by him like this, Ben Xiaoyu also felt a little unhappy in his heart, turned his head to look at the person under him, and suddenly his eyes seemed to be flowered, and I saw him open his eyes and wink at me proudly.
Uh, woke up? I was afraid that I was hallucinating because I was too tired, so I closed my eyes fiercely, and blinked again to look at him fixedly, and saw that his eyes were still closed, and his face was pale and bloodless, lying weakly on the couch motionless.