The night passed.

Ye Qinghuan woke up in a burst of soreness, and found herself tightly hugged by a strange smell, and the male breath spilled on top of her head.

With a slight movement of her fingers, she felt as if her body was not her own.

In my mind, the absurdity of last night gradually came to mind.

Murong Jiu asked her again and again...... There was no restraint, and she offered to pester him.

Wipe! No wonder it hurts so much!

Ye Qinghuan sighed, and looked at the man who hugged her tightly and complainedly, but saw that his face was as pale as paper, and even in his sleep, he seemed to be suffering from some unbearable pain.

At this moment, Ye Qinghuan forgot about the pain as if she had been run over by a car, and crawled up, even if she pulled her painful lower body, she only frowned.

"Uncle Nine, are you awake? Uncle Nine? Ye Qinghuan pushed Murong Jiu, his gaze quickly slid down his face, and he looked around on his naked body.

Finally, she noticed the fact that Murong Jiu had injuries on his back, and hurriedly turned Murong Jiu over, and suddenly saw a shocking scar!

And most of the scars look like they're scratched!

In other words, he had already suffered a very serious palm wound, and even the skin on his back looked like it had been burned, but he was constantly scratched by her in anger, so it was miserable at the moment.

"Uncle Nine, don't scare me!" Ye Qinghuan was anxious, looking at Murong Jiu but not daring to touch him, who knows how serious his internal injuries are?

And he even came to relieve her of hate...... It's just dead!

Indeed, now Murong Jiu's internal injuries are very serious, even when he was doing what he had been thinking about for a long time with Ye Qinghuan, his internal organs were still hot and painful.

It's just that Murong Jiu's forbearance skills are first-class, and the little girl has been tortured for a long time, and he longs to become one with her and completely turn her into his Murong Jiu's woman, so he can endure any pain.

Murong Jiu still hadn't woken up.

No matter what Ye Qinghuan called him, he seemed to be unable to hear him, and fell into some kind of deep sleep.

Last night's excitement consumed most of his energy, and he was already seriously injured, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to wake up without sleeping for a day and a night.

But Ye Qinghuan didn't know, she was extremely worried that Murong Jiu was injured and unconscious, so she stopped shaking Murong Jiu, picked up her clothes when she got out of bed, and quickly put them on.

Then, she took great pains to put on Murong Jiu's clothes as well.

Ye Qinghuan endured the burning pain in her body, and walked to the door as usual, but when she wanted to leave, she suddenly found that Murong Jiu had brought her to a secret room.

And to get out of this secret room, you must open the mechanism of the secret room!

Ye Qinghuan studied the mechanism of the secret room for a long time, but after all, he gained very little, and he didn't dare to risk breaking the mechanism at all.

She had no choice but to turn back and look at the sleeping Murong Jiu, her brows knotted.

Suddenly, she raised her eyebrows, and secretly laughed at herself that she was too nervous, in fact, she wanted to know how her ninth uncle was, wouldn't it be okay to take the pulse for him?

So, she grabbed Murong Jiu's wrist and probed a few white fingers.

After a moment, her brows furrowed - very good, her ninth uncle is fine, and he is not unconscious now, but he is sleeping too deeply

"Uncle Jiu, aren't you a pit person? What if you have three longs and two shorts, and you want me to be martyred here? Ye Qinghuan snorted lightly, but she was not so worried in her heart, and stuffed Murong Jiu's hand back into the quilt.