The eyes of the night dilate at this moment.

These wounds were left when the tomb of the Mausoleum King fought with the Leopard Holy Law.

After Mu Zifei's treatment and pain relief, she didn't notice the pain.

They also ignored these small injuries on their bodies.

Not only her arms, but also her back, her legs, her whole body......

They were all bright red wounds dripping with blood.

Rao is herself, and when she saw this scene, she couldn't help but tremble.

Not to mention, Di Moxuan, who was standing aside and taking her body and mind in full view.

When he said "wash clean", did he let her wash away the mess of this body?

She also thought that Di Moxuan was because of ......

Yeqing fell into the water and curled up, and the shyness on his face also dissipated.

Her pink lips trembled, a little hoarse: "Ah Xuan, you go out first." ”

With such a body, even she was worried when she saw it herself.

With such a body full of scars, how could Di Moxuan react......

Women are the ones who please themselves.

No matter who you are, you don't want your beloved to see such an unbearable side of yourself.

Emperor Moxuan's eyes stared at the girl in the water who was inexplicably depressed, and frowned.

Fang Cai was still shy, all kinds of annoyance and anger, like an angry little wild cat.

Why is it so lost all of a sudden?

"You go out...... Get out! Ye Qingluo pursed her pink lips.

After shouting these words, her mouth was buried in the water.

It seems that he wants to submerge himself in the water, and he does not want him to see it.

I caught a glimpse of the warm water splashing, still stained with blood.

Emperor Mo Xuan understood.

The pair of peachy eyes were dyed with a smile.

He leaned down, his broad purple robe rolled up to his wrists, and his hands plunged into the water.

Ye Qing froze and shrank to one side.

The splash of warm water soaked his robe.

His big palms forcibly grabbed her arms, and with a little force, lifted half of her chin, which was buried in the water.

"Wash, or...... I'll wash it for you. ”

A low voice, with a bit of frivolity and banter.

Ye Qingluo's eyes widened, and her cheeks couldn't help but blush again.

When he raised his eyes to look at him, his expression was still so indifferent.

It can even be said that it is a bit cold.

The bright Gu Pan charming eyes, the light dimmed slightly.

He still minded her now that she was covered in wounds.

Otherwise, how could he be so indifferent?

Maybe it's because of the injury, maybe it's because of the ...... The man standing on the side was the person she cared about the most.

The girl under the white mist looked extremely fragile.

Once, even if she was shot, in the realm of life and death, she could survive and survive alone.

Even if she was deboned and tortured, she was strong and would not say a word.

But in front of this man, her emotions will never be truly indifferent.

"I don't mind." An elegant voice floated down from the top of his head.

Her eyelashes twitched as the words struck Yeqingluo's ears, and the light in her eyes became darker and darker.

The man behind him seemed to squat down.

A scorching breath enveloped her back.

The man's black hair, like a cloud of smoke, fell into the water and stained the girl's skin.

Itchy, a little unbearable.

Immediately afterwards, the mellow voice like fine wine sank into her eardrums very clearly: "I mind, I mind that you make yourself look like this, but you refuse to ask me for help." ”

Ye Qingluo's delicate body trembled slightly, and finally slowly softened in Emperor Moxuan's arms that had been soaked with warm water.

"Looking at the woman you love, scarred at the hands of others...... Have you ever wondered how much my heart hurts? ”

Emperor Moxuan's accusation made Ye Qingluo's heart tremble fiercely.

The eyelashes, I don't know if they were mist or tears, were stained with a wet.