Mo Jiu picked up the dry new underwear and began to untie the soaked underwear on the emperor's body.

The ties of the undershirt were untied, revealing a well-structured chest. The chest is as moist as jade, firm and firm, and its lines are as perfect as those descending from the gods.

Mo Jiu's fingers paused, and his long eyelashes unconsciously drooped. I wanted to close my eyes and not look at it, but I thought that this would arouse suspicion, so I began to look at my nose and nose, and focused all my attention on changing clothes.

It's just a well-maintained old man, just to serve the inconvenient old man to change clothes, there is no need to see an old man's body shake.

Thinking about it like this, my heart is a lot lighter. Even if he accidentally touched the skin of Emperor Zun's chest when changing clothes, there was no reaction.

However, the emperor's eyes became deeper and deeper, and when the underwear on his body was replaced by dry new clothes, his eyes were already cold.

Mo Jiuwan didn't notice the emperor's expression, and continued to conscientiously put on a dry robe for him. When he raised his eyes, he noticed that his hair was also wet, so he said, "Master, why don't you wipe the moisture on your hair for you?" ”

Emperor Wuchen lowered his eyes and looked at Mo Jiuwubo's eyes, and the answers he said were a little cold.

"Whatever you want."

Mo Jiu didn't hear the coldness in the emperor's words, but he didn't care too much when he was cold by nature and couldn't speak softly.

Mo Jiu looked around, but he didn't find a dry cloth. Of course, there are them in her space, but they can't be taken out.

"Master, do you have a dry cloth?"

As soon as Mo Jiu asked, he didn't see what the emperor did, and a large white cloth fell into Mo Jiu's hand.

Mo Jiu picked it up and began to carefully wipe Emperor Zun's hair.

Suddenly, the emperor asked endlessly: "You are so good to men?" ”

Mo Jiu frowned lightly and said, "To men? Mo Jiu is good to the master not because the master is a man, but because the master is the master. ”

This time, the corners of Di Wuchen's lips under the mask were slightly raised, and his tone softened a lot.

"Oh? Just because the deity is your master? ”

Mo Jiu nodded lightly and said, "Well, Master is like a father, Mo Jiu's father is not good to Mo Jiu, and Master is the first person to be so good to Mo Jiu." ”

Emperor Wuchen's eyes instantly darkened. Dare to love him for him?

Of course, Mo Jiu didn't know what Emperor Zun thought, but what she said was true. Although she took out the original owner's cheap father as a cover, it was true that she said that the emperor was good to her.

Mo Jiu herself was a doctor, and she knew how badly she was injured before she lost consciousness, but when she woke up, not only the large and small injuries on her body had healed, but even her cultivation had been upgraded by two levels at once.

Although she didn't know what had happened during the time she was unconscious, she knew that it must have been Emperor Zun who had helped her.

What's more, when Emperor Zun first appeared here, he also saved her at the hands of Ye Xiu. If it weren't for her, Emperor Zun would not have had to enter this Black Underworld Forest.

Although she didn't have a very good impression of Emperor Zun at the beginning, thinking that he was just a fool of people, she had already taken back this sentence and already regarded him as her real master.

Although she didn't spend a long time with Emperor Zun, she began to get to know him gradually. Maybe it's also because he has a lot of similarities with Wuchen, and for some reason she can intuitively seem to understand some of his unusual behaviors. Although sometimes there are times when you don't have a clue.

For example, now......