Yun Wuluo's defenseless collar was easily torn open by Mu Zhao.

Mu Zhao was a little dizzy by the scene in front of him.

She knew that Yun Wuluo's kung fu was very good, and his body shape and figure must also be good.

But she ..... She didn't expect it to be so good.

Yun Wuluo seemed to be frightened by her sudden movements, he breathed slightly, his beautiful collarbone protruding, and there was a faint scar on his collarbone.

Mu Zhao just swept it away, because she knew that once Yun Wuluo reacted, she wouldn't have to look at it.

So she looked to the side and moved her gaze to his shoulder, which was broad and thick, but there were many fresh lashes on it at this time.

When she wanted to look down further, Yun Wuluo reacted.

He quickly but gently knocked Mu Zhao's hand away, and then grabbed his collar with both hands, and grabbed it helplessly.

Mu Zhao looked up at him.

The tails of his eyes were slightly red.

Mu Zhao could think that he should have been too frightened just now and opened his eyes wide.

His nose twitched slightly, and his mouth trembled.

Mu Zhao's gaze shifted from the corners of his mouth to the reddish side of his face, and finally landed on his red ears, which were almost dripping blood.

She suddenly laughed.

"What are you laughing at!" Yun Wuluo's voice trembled, as if he was coquettish with her.

Mu Zhao smiled even happier.

Yun Wuluo took a step back, "What the hell are you laughing at?" ”

Mu Zhao saw that the corners of his eyes were flushed again, and he knew that he was really a little annoyed.

Mu Zhao said: "I laugh, I finally know the pleasure of molesting a woman from a good family on the street." ”

Yun Wuluo's flustered mood instantly fell to the bottom.

He gritted his teeth, "Mu! Illustrious! ”

Mu Zhao responded to him with a smile, "Huh? ”

"What do you think of me?"

Mu Zhao raised his hand and pinched his chin, "No matter what it is, I like the way you look." ”

This is not a 9,000-year-old appearance of strategizing.

This one, because of being molested, will get angry, blush, and lose shape.

After Yun Wuluo got angry, he recovered from the gaffe just now, and put on the mask that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

"Little county lord, you said we should try not to touch it."

Mu Zhao saw him put on the "fake smile mask" again, and let out an irritable "tsk".

"You also said that you have never spoken much, so this contract might as well be abolished, and if you set up another one, I can pick up your clothes, but you can't pick up my clothes."

Yun Wuluo slowly straightened the clothes that had just been scratched by him, "What a domineering contract." ”

"Do you agree, then?"

Yun Wuluo approached her and said with a smile, "No! ”

Mu Zhao nodded and said casually, "But I like the pleasure of picking up clothes, so I'll pick other people's clothes in the future." ”

Yun Wuluo's smile froze, "You dare!" ”

"As you said, as long as I don't abandon you, you won't kill people indiscriminately, I pick up outsiders' clothes, and I'm just playing around, what I like the most is you."

Yun Wuluo smiled bloodthirsty, "Okay, if you tear one up, I'll kill one, this isn't a random killing, right?" ”

Mu Zhao looked at the killing intent in his eyes, which was not like a joke, and said "tsk~" again.

"Your face, that is, when you are helpless and flustered, is the most attractive."

Yun Wuluo's eyelashes drooped, covering the look under his eyes, and he raised his eyes to smile at her.

"No matter what side the little county lord likes about me, we're completely bound together in this life, aren't we?"

"Alright, alright."

Mu Zhao waved his hand irritably, the wolf cub's defense was too deep, this road to wolf training was a long way to go.

She pulled out the medicine box from the cupboard.

"Since you won't let me pick you off, then you take off your clothes yourself."

Yun Wuluo walked to the window, "Don't retreat, I don't use medicine." ”

Mu Zhao sat on the small couch, "If you don't take off your clothes tonight, I, Mu Zhao, will not say a word to you Yun Wuluo from now on." ”

Yun Wuluo looked up at her in disbelief, "You...... Are you so ruthless? ”

Mu Zhao was surprised, did he believe it? Can this even bluff him?

But if you use your brain to think about it, you also know that it is impossible, they are allies now, how can they not speak?

Mu Zhao took the opportunity to say: "You know, I will do what I say." ”

Yun Wuluo's face became solemn.

Mu Zhao was stunned, in the last battle with the emperor in his previous life, he didn't show such a solemn expression.

In her previous life, she wanted to see his body, and she was blinded by his gags.

She felt that he was deliberately humiliating her.

But that doesn't seem to be the case today.

Maybe there is some big secret hidden in his body.

Mu Zhao felt that she was a little too much.

She closed the open medicine box again, and when she was about to speak, Yun Wuluo said anxiously, "I am willing!" ”

Mu Zhao looked up at him.

Yun Wuluo said eagerly: "I really want to, don't be angry, and don't ignore me." ”

Before the words fell, he had already walked in front of Mu Zhao and took the initiative to pull off his clothes.

Mu Zhao looked at him in surprise, so, even if there was a secret, in order not to let her ignore him, did he agree to return his clothes?

Mu Zhao wanted to speak, but his throat seemed to be blocked by a ball of cotton, which was sour and astringent.

She lowered her head and silently opened the medicine box.

Yun Wuluo said, "Are you still angry? ”

Mu Zhao said, "No"

Mu Zhao deliberately suppressed the sourness in his throat, but when Yun Wuluo listened, there was complete indifference in his voice.

"My body is ..... There are a lot of scars, it's ugly, it's not the same as my face, I think, you're going to hate it. ”

Mu Zhao's hand trembled.

She never expected that this would be the reason.

It's just that there is a scar on the upper body, and he doesn't want to let her see it.

Perhaps, there is a deeper reason.

He...... There is a physical disability.

In his previous life, how could the nine thousand years old, who was high up and had strong self-esteem, take off his clothes in front of her?

Mu Zhao raised his eyes and faced his collarbone.

The scar on the collarbone is slightly rounded, and it seems that someone has penetrated it.

She suffered this kind of suffering in her previous life, so she naturally knew the pain in it.

There were countless scars on the chest, large and small, and now new lashes and burns were added.

Yun Wuluo shouted worriedly, "Little county lord ......"

Mu Zhao looked up at him, "I've suffered a lot." ”

Yun Wuluo's expression went blank for an instant, and he asked, "What?" ”

Mu Zhao stroked the scar on his collarbone, "It hurts, right?" ”

Yun Wuluo's body froze, "No...... It doesn't hurt. ”

Mu Zhao looked at his out-of-control expression again, but he lost the coolness he had just now.

She took out the podicated wine and wiped his wound little by little.

By the time she finished wiping the second whiplash, Yun Wuluo finally reacted.

He put on a smile again, "The little county lord feels sorry for me, but I really don't feel pain." ”

He doesn't feel pain when he thinks of the rewards he can get from suffering in the end.

Now when he looked down at this person who was close at hand, he felt that even if he was allowed to go up the sword mountain and go down to the sea of fire, and walk around the eighteenth layer of hell, he would not feel pain.