Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 939: It may be a little painful, you bear it

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"Wipe clean and lie down."

Di Moxuan's voice is still hoarse.

Ye Qingluo immediately wrapped the silk cloth tightly, wrapping her body tightly without revealing a trace.

Even growing up in such an open world in the 21st century.

But Ye Qingluo has always been self-cleaning, and never committed himself to anyone for the task or the development of the Hidden Ye Family.

Even if Ye Qingluo was once wasteful and cowardly, when he was in love with Leng Fenghua, he never gave up himself in order to trap Leng Fenghua's heart.

Whether in the previous life or in this life.

Di Moxuan is the only man she has been in close contact with.

"Don't wipe it yet?" Di Moxuan twisted his eyebrows, half-squinted his peach blossom eyes, and slowly leaned over, "Wait for me to help you?"

Ye Qingluo's lips tightened, blushing, and shrinking into the bed: "Without your help, can you go out first."

Di Moxuan did not answer.

Instead, he directly used actions to show his answer.

He walked straight to the bed, leaned down, stretched out his long arms, and wrapped the silk cloth in his arms.

Just when Ye Qing finally thought, what he was going to do.

The man wrapped the silk cloth and gently wiped the drops of water on her body.

The gentle behavior made Ye Qingluo slightly startled.

With moist and charming eyes, I stared at Emperor Mo Xuan's outstanding face.

Even when he lay on the bed under the mercy of Emperor Moxuan, he still hadn't recovered.

"It may be a little bit painful, you bear it." Di Moxuan's voice became more and more dull.

The magnetic voice, like a feather, twitched every part of her heart.

Ye Qingluo blinked awkwardly, apparently immersed in the beauty of men, unable to extricate herself from it.

Until, a cool sensation came on his back.

Immediately afterwards, the body trembled, and the feeling of sharp pain instantly spread all over the body.

"Um..."

The pain completely recovered her.

Ye Qingluo wanted to move, but his limbs were painful without any strength.

Slightly moved, and the skin felt a sharp pain like tearing.

"The pain is closed for a long time, it is not suitable for the healing of the injury, and it also has great damage to the body." Di Moxuan sat on the bed, his slender fingers, was holding a white jade medicine bottle.

Ye Qingluo caught a glimpse of the medicine bottle, dripping with painful cold sweat.

This is the medicine bottle that Emperor Mo Xuan held when he broke into the room.

He... is here to give her medicine?

I was moving in my heart.

Di Mo Xuan's light hum was heard again: "It doesn't hurt to die, it doesn't hurt, you don't know how to remember."

"..." Lord Emperor, can we still play happily?

The emotion that just arose, suddenly disappeared.

When Emperor Moxuan applied medicine, he was very serious and extremely cautious.

The ink hair is like a cloud of smoke, falling down.

From time to time, he opened the ink hair to prevent the hair from falling on Ye Qingluo's body and swept the dew on her body.

The crystal clear medicinal lotion will clear every skin on the body overnight.

After the cold feeling, there is a sharp pain of the wound tearing.

This is a disinfecting and anti-inflammatory medicinal lotion, and it can also wash away the pain-relieving powder that was applied to her wounds when Mu Zifei treated her before.

Ye Qingluo endured the pain, lying on the bed, her slender fingers, tightly gripping the sheets under her.

The small face is slightly red, and his eyes are closed tightly, with a slightly pained expression.

The white teeth, biting the lower lip tightly, seemed to restrain the pain.

It's practical, only she knows it.

She is in the situation now, at all--

Painful and happy.