The sheets on the bed didn't seem to have changed, just the blood stains on them disappeared, and the whole room was completely restored to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

But Su Qi's pale face at the moment, as well as the marks of his whole body being wet with sweat, are everything that cannot be erased.

There were still red blood stains on his body, and Su Qi was lying there weakly as if he had lost half his life, and now he didn't even have the strength to lift his arms, let alone go into the bathroom now to wash himself.

At this moment, Fan Mo let her lean on her chest, and wiped the sticky sweat on her forehead with a warm towel in her hand, and subconsciously lightened her strength: "Tell me when it's cold." ”

Su Qi didn't even have the strength to nod, so he could only blink his eyes slowly, signaling that the temperature was moderate, he... Can't feel the temperature? Also, how can ghosts feel the temperature!

What's more, his whole body was cold all the time, and he couldn't feel any temperature.

With his gentle strength, he wiped the sticky sweat from her face.

Next, there are the blood stains on the body...

The teeth subconsciously bit their lips, they had been bitten just now, and now with this small movement, they immediately felt the pain of stimulation, and their brows wrinkled subconsciously.

She was wearing no clothing at all.

There was only one quilt on it.

But it is clear that it is impossible to go to the bathroom scrub now: "I... You can come by yourself. Trying to say this, Su Qiwan raised his hand with great difficulty, wanting to take the towel from his hand.

But...

Before her hand could touch the towel, it was already empty.

Fan Mo's dark eyes did not allow for any rebuttal: "No." The big hand lifted the quilt, and the bare skin came into contact with the air, directly forming small particles, and the body trembled slightly subconsciously.

He rubs a portion of each.

Su Qi's body couldn't help but tremble slightly, shy... Let her close her eyes directly, now, she doesn't seem to have any image by his side, but... It seems like it never was.

When I think of this, my mind is slightly balanced.

Although even more intimate things have been done, it is obvious that the psychology still does not accept this kind of grandiose touch, the body is not an inch, there is no covering, when the towel wipes the bruise on the waist.

Fan Mo's eyes were subconsciously colder, and the intensity was lighter, almost making her feel any pain: "In the future, this kind of thing will not happen." Firm words rang out in the room.

His heart subconsciously stopped slightly, and he... Is this self-blame?

Wipe her body, in just a few minutes, for Su Qi, it seems that a few years have passed.

When Fan Mo put down the things in his hand, Su Qi bit her lip tightly, reached out and pulled the quilt, covering her entire body under the quilt, if it was when her face was not so pale before, then now, her whole little face must be red.

Suddenly, Fan Mo leaned over and leaned against her ear: "I've seen your whole body." ”

...

The heart was pounding like a deer, and Su Qi couldn't help but swallow his saliva, in addition to the fact that he wiped his body just now, and hugged himself out of the bathroom, and the intimate contact one night at night.

Even so, Su Qi's eyes still didn't dare to meet his dark eyes.

Pulled up the quilt with difficulty and buried her whole person in the quilt, only in this way did she feel slightly better.