Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 937: Let him see himself covered with scars

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Ye Qingluo's pupils dilated at this moment.

These wounds are those left during the battle with the Leopard Sacred Law in the Tomb of the Mausoleum.

After Mu Zifei's treatment and pain relief, she didn't notice the pain.

I also ignored these small injuries on my body.

Not only her arms, her back, her legs, all over her body...

They are all scarlet wounds dripping with blood.

It's her. She couldn't help shaking her body when she saw this scene.

Not to mention, Di Moxuan, who stood by and looked at her mind and body completely.

The "wash clean" he said was to let her wash the mess out of this body?

She thought that Emperor Moxuan was because of...

Ye Qing fell into the water and curled up, and the shyness on her face disappeared.

Her pink lips trembled, a little hoarse: "A Xuan, you go out first."

Such a body, even she feels stunned when she sees it herself.

How could Di Moxuan react to such a body full of scars...

Women are the ones who please themselves.

Whoever is, doesn't want the one he loves to see such an unbearable side of himself.

Di Mo Xuan's eyes stared deeply at the girl who was inexplicably low in the water, and frowned.

Just now, he was still shy, all kinds of anger turned into anger, like an angry little wild cat.

Why are you so lost all of a sudden?

"You go out... go out!" Ye Qingluo tightened her pink lips.

After roaring this sentence, her mouth was buried in the water.

It seems that I want the whole person to be submerged in the water, and I don't want him to see it.

I caught a glimpse of the splash of warm water with traces of blood.

Di Mo Xuan knew it.

The peach blossom eyes were dazzled with a smile.

He leaned down, his broad purple robe was rolled around his wrist, and his hands plunged into the water.

Ye Qing froze, shrinking to one side.

The splashing warm water wet his robe.

His big palms forcibly grasped her arms, slightly harder, and lifted her chin half buried in the water.

"Wash, or...I will wash for you."

The low-pitched voice is somewhat frivolous and playful.

Ye Qingluo's eyes widened, her cheeks fluttering bright red again.

When he raised his eyes to look at him, his expression was still so indifferent.

It can even be said that it is a bit cold.

The bright Gu Pan charming eyes, the light dimmed slightly.

He, mind her who is covered with wounds now.

Otherwise, how could you look so cold?

Xu is because of the injury, and Xu is...the man standing by is the one she cares most about.

The young girl curled up under the white mist appears extremely fragile.

Once, even if she was shot, she could survive the life and death situation alone.

Even if she has been deboned and tortured in an inhuman way, she is strong and will not say a word.

Being partial, in front of this man, her emotions can never be truly indifferent.

"I really mind." The elegant voice floated from the top of his head.

As the words hit Ye Qingluo's ears, her eyelashes trembled and her eyes grew dim.

The man behind him seemed to squat down.

The scorching breath enveloped her back.

The man's ink hair, like a cloud of ink, splashed into the water, and was on the girl's skin.

Itchy, a little unbearable.

Immediately afterwards, the mellow voice that resembled fine wine entered her eardrums very clearly: "I mind, if you make yourself look like this, but you don't want to ask me for help."

Ye Qingluo's body trembled slightly, and finally slowly fell into Di Moxuan's arms that had been soaked in warm water.

"Looking at my beloved woman, bruised under the hands of others...Have you ever wondered how painful my heart is?"

Di Moxuan's accusation made Ye Qingluo's heart trembled fiercely.

I don't know if it is mist or tears, and the eyelashes are wet.