Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 350: You are more important

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After acting like a baby, give a flattering pass by the way.

Ye Qingluo felt that she had already thrown her morals to the ground.

That girl is an orc clan with the secret of the realm of Nirvana.

Saving her may allow her to contract with herself and open her own blood.

If the girl is unwilling to make a contract with her, then there will be an additional friend of the orc race, which will benefit Ye Qingluo without any harm.

In that situation, she was completely prepared before she came forward to save people.

At the beginning, she saw Xi Jue, what attracted her the most was her speed.

If she can't save people and the situation changes suddenly, she can ride Xi Jue and leave quickly.

Furthermore, she has the secret technique of teleporting.

If you detect something wrong, you can use teleport to protect yourself.

For this reason, she dared to use a single person to beat a dozen students in the Gaoxuan class.

It's just a thousand counts, not until Ye Qingqian broke through the Profound Earth, and not until Qiao Jin and others would come to help her.

"The way of retreat? This is your way of retreat?" Di Mo Xuan snorted lightly, and with a sudden movement of his finger, he easily unlocked Ye Qingluo's girdle.

Ye Qing Luo Jiao's body stiffened.

His fingers pushed aside her hospital uniform, and the fingertips touched her skin if nothing happened, causing her to tremble.

Ye Qingluo's breath suddenly suffocated, and she didn't understand what Emperor Moxuan's actions meant.

Ye Qingluo's clothes are already half open, revealing the fair skin of his left shoulder.

Di Moxuan's fingers slid down, revealing her entire arm.

On the top of the arm, there is a layer of powder, which still can't hide the blood scab marks, which is extremely conspicuous.

Di Mo Xuan's peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and his fingers pressed her wound down suddenly.

"Hiss..." Ye Qingluo sucked in a painful breath, shrinking back in pain.

The finger pressed against the wound, when he heard her cry, he couldn't bear to relax.

Tightly, a refreshing meaning came from Emperor Mo Xuan's fingertips.

That cool, the pain of being pressed by Di Moxuan disappeared after scratching the wound.

"Axuan..." Ye Qingluo blinked guiltily, and softened his voice, calling Di Moxuan's name, "I'm sorry, I know you are angry with me, I promise... I promise not Is there a next time, okay?"

Di Moxuan remained silent, but faintly took out a jade bottle from his dark dragon ring, and changed her dressing again.

The face is cold and the brows are calm, but the actions in his hands are gentle to the extreme.

It seems that Ye Qingluo is his treasure.

I'm afraid of turning it in my mouth, holding it in my palm for fear of falling.

His cautiousness caused Ye Qingluo's eye sockets to suddenly become hot, and there was soreness in his nose.

In front of other people, she is confident, arrogant, and arrogant.

Only in front of Di Moxuan, she looked like a little woman.

Even if the knife rests on her neck, she will never show any fear or the feeling of crying.

But this man gently medicamented her, but she was moved and wanted to cry.

More, and full of guilt.

"I know that now I am no longer alone. The companions of the Demon Class are very important, but you are more important." Ye Qing Luo's curly eyelashes trembled, deeply Staring at Jun Rong who is close at hand.

"I made you worried, sorry."

The wound on the shoulder was re-bandaged.

The refreshing feeling overwhelmed the pain.

Di Moxuan's slender fingers drew up Ye Qingluo's clothes again, moving gently and gently to set her up.

Just as Ye Qingluo was about to continue speaking, Di Mo Xuan's low voice came from her ear: "I am not angry with you, I am angry with myself..."