His skin is a healthy wheat color, with a well-defined back and strong muscles. Please search to see the most complete and fastest updates

Every muscle in his body seemed to be carefully crafted, evenly distributed throughout his body. Dressed thinly, undressed with flesh, and the proportions of the body are almost perfect.

But now there was a long blood mark on his back, as if he had been whipped by something, and it kept pouring blood beads out.

The piece of his shirt had been soaked with blood, and his face was a little pale, and it was obvious that he had lost too much blood.

Jing Yanhao was stunned all of a sudden, she didn't expect Mu Liuhuan to be so seriously injured

She originally thought that he was the same as Dashan Xiaoshan, but he just had bruises on his body, but he looked much worse than Dashan Xiaoshan

Feeling that the girl's fingers were trembling violently, Mu Liuhuan was worried that it would scare her, and comforted her loudly: "It's okay, it's just a skin injury." ”

Jing Yanhao gently wiped the wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodine wine, and then carefully wrapped it in gauze, and her fingers trembled violently during the whole process.

Mu Liuhuan felt very comfortable, her fingers gently and gently caressing her back, and he could even feel the worried look in her eyes.

It wasn't until the wound was healed that Jing Yanhao lowered his head and said sullenly, "Please don't do this in the future." ”

Mu Liuhuan threw aside the changed shirt, picked up a nightgown and put it on, heard her words, was stunned, and blurted out: "How is it?"

Jing Yanhao lowered his eyes, reached out and put all the gauze and iodine into the medicine box, and said softly: "Please don't fight for me, and don't get hurt for me." She paused: "In that case, I will feel uncomfortable." ”

Mu Liuhuan looked down at her for a while, and a flash of hope suddenly rose in his eyes, and he said eagerly: "Are you worried about me?"

Jing Yanhao was forced to take a step back, and immediately shook his head, his tone firm: "No"

The tall Mu Liuhuan stood in front of her, and she didn't look up into his eyes. But still, she could feel his gaze on her.

So sharp, so clear.

All her thoughts were transparent in front of him, and all the deliberate hiding was in vain.

Jing Yanhao's hand held the handle of the medicine box, clenched and loosened, loosened and clenched, and after a while, she said, "Our relationship is not enough." ”

After Jing Yanhao finished speaking, she wanted to walk out with the medicine box, but just when she walked to Mu Liuhuan's side, he raised one hand suddenly, and in the next second, that hand was already clasped on Jing Yanhao's wrist.

His strength was a little too strong, and his five fingers firmly clasped Jing Yan's delicate wrist, so strong that it seemed to crush her wrist bones.

Jing Yanhao felt a sharp pain in her wrist, she gasped fiercely, and her delicate eyebrows were tightly twisted together.

Mu Liuhuan's dark eyes looked at her, as if they were two bottomless pools of water, and he couldn't peek into his heart at all.

A heavy sense of oppression swept over, Jing Yanhao tensed her nerves all of a sudden, she raised her head slightly, and met Mu Liuhuan's dark eyes: "You let go of me"

Mu Liuhuan's deep and dark pupils stared at her tightly, and the corners of his mouth raised a sneer, word by word: "What is our relationship?"

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