Mo Yichen took the hair tie thrown by Ye Luo and walked towards the pool. Ye Luo turned his back and stood behind the screen, stammering, "Mo Yichen, you... you... don't need to take off your clothes..."
The hand that was untying his clothes paused for a moment, and he was almost thrown into the water by Ye Luolei. In the end, he was left with only a pair of obscene pants and sat topless in the water. He tied the hair tie that Ye Luo threw to him over his eyes and ears.
With an unnatural blush, "I'm already fine."
"Ah, oh..." There was no sound for a while. Ye Luo stood behind the screen and twirled his fingers. After hesitating for a long time, he took off the belt around his waist. The gauze-like white feather coat slipped from his shoulders, revealing a round and round body.
Looking over his shoulder, he shrank slightly. He said to himself, Ye Luo, that you are a doctor, and the most important thing now is to detoxify Mo Yichen. How could he be so angry after all this time? Besides, he also saw
not see.
Ye Luo walked out of the screen with her eyes closed, covering her ears, and walked to the hot spring pool based on her memory. Fortunately, there were no tables and chairs in the middle, so she didn't make a joke. Suddenly she felt that her feet were empty, and she was shocked.
He opened his eyes and hurriedly retracted his little foot, patting his heart with lingering fear, almost being laughed at by Mo Yichen.
As soon as she opened her eyes, Ye Luo stood there blankly. Oh my god, what did she see?
In the hazy water mist, her black ink hair was draped casually on her shoulders, and the graceful lines of her back were exposed in the air. Her skin, which had been shut up for a long time due to the poison of Buddha Flower Powder in her body, turned white.
The bloody wind and rain on the battlefield did not leave any roughness on his body, and his back was outstanding, like a Nine Heavens Immortal without a trace of dusty splendor, or like a floating and sinking demon mixed with a trace of coquettishness.
She was as beautiful as jade, even more comparable to a woman. She had never known that a man's back could be so stunningly beautiful, and her originally slightly red face turned even redder.
Suddenly I felt my nose was itchy, and a strange feeling came over me. I stretched out my hand to wipe it on my nose. Suddenly I thought of something, and I was excited. I heard a splash of water, and a certain woman who committed nymphomaniacs died heroically.
"What's wrong with you?" A certain culprit heard Ye Luo fall into the water. He stood up and reached out to take off the cloth that was in the way of his eyes. "No, don't move." Ye Luo looked at himself and stretched out his hand.
The fingers that were not wet with water were protected by Lao Gao. Fortunately, there was no nosebleed yet, otherwise it would have been really embarrassing. He stood up slowly while holding on to the edge of the pool.
"How are you? Did you fall there?" Mo Yichen closed his eyes and put on the half-teared blindfold again, and there was red blood dripping from the base of his ears.
He waited for a long time but didn't hear Ye Luo's voice. Just when he was worried about whether she would faint again, he heard someone falling into the water. He was worried about that silly girl. Unexpectedly, he thought that the two of them were meeting frankly now, and Ye Luo shouted
, I couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.
"No, it's okay. Um, um..." Ye Luoxia lowered his head and chewed his fingers, cursing himself that he couldn't even speak. He raised his head and shouted loudly, "Can you sit there first?"
A suspicious blush instantly appeared on Mo Yichen's handsome face, and there was another splash of water. Mo Yichen sat cross-legged in the water, using his skills to suppress the throbbing in his heart.
"Mo Yichen, can you look less evil?" Ye Luo muttered in a low voice, but forgot about Mo Yichen's martial arts. These words were heard by someone word for word.
.
Mo Yichen sat dumbly and didn't dare to move. Could it be that she fell into the water because she was a nymphomaniac?
This silly girl really hasn’t changed at all...
Ye Luo felt slightly distressed because his body was slightly thin after being tortured by the disease for a long time. Mo Yichen, it will be better after today. I will never let you endure the pain of poisonous disease again.
Perhaps because he was far away just now, Ye Luo realized that the swords and sword shadows on the battlefield did not leave any traces on his body at all. The scars and sword wounds on his back only left shallow traces over time.
, these are indelible testimonies of a general who fought bravely to kill the enemy.
Ye Luo felt sour in his heart. He experienced an assassination when he was eight years old. He secretly stayed in the library every day, leaving only two hours for himself to rest. He walked into a cruel battlefield when he was just twelve years old. When he was fifteen years old,
He became the Shura General who was feared by everyone on the battlefield, and was named King of Wings at the age of eighteen. Everything about photographic memory, genius generals, and God's favor were all fake. These titles and honors were all exchanged for blood.
Come.
Ye Luo couldn't help but cry in a low voice, suppressing the bitterness and distress in her heart and turned into tears. The salty and bitter tears fell into the water drop by drop, making a crisp sound in the gushing hot spring pool, dripping to the bottom of her heart.
"You, cried?"
Not a question but an affirmation.
Ye Luo heard the familiar voice and couldn't suppress it anymore and cried bitterly, "Mo Yichen, how much suffering have you suffered?"
When Mo Yichen heard Ye Luo crying even harder, he was immediately flustered. He wanted to reach out and take off the things that were in the way of his eyes but then put them down. He wanted to stand up but was afraid that Ye Luo would think he was behaving shamelessly, so he could only act in a hurry without thinking.
He advised, "Don't cry. Stop crying. You put on your clothes first. If you get tired, we won't be able to cure the poison. Anyway, you won't die in a while."
"Mo Yichen, please don't go to war in the future, okay? Will it hurt?" Ye Luo wiped away her tears and choked.
My heart felt a little hot, and a kind of bitterness welled up from the bottom of my heart.
Luo'er, besides you, who else in this world will care about me?
Some words are not affectionate, but the affection is deep in my heart...
"Okay, I promise I will never get hurt again." I'm sorry Luo'er, I can't promise you not to go to the battlefield, but I will never get hurt again for you.
Ye Luo smiled. After losing the battlefield, he was like an eagle losing its wings. It would be impossible for him not to step into the land of Shura again. The people of the world are still waiting for the return of the God of War. They hold the needle in their hands tightly.
Bao, no longer dwell on this unrealistic problem.
I just want you to live well.
"Mo Yichen, are you ready? Detoxification will be very painful. It may be a hundred times more painful than when you were poisoned. I have given you some pills to relieve the pain, but it will still...if it hurts, just
shout out……"
Mo Yichen said nothing, and the determined look on his back was the best answer.
He has an appearance that makes every woman envious. Dressed in white, he looks like ice and snow, and does not look feminine at all. His resolute and cold face is full of the aura of a king, and his back is as firm as an iceberg, guarding the people and holding up the world.
Mo Yichen, from tomorrow onwards no one will stop your ambition. The sky is high and the sea is big, the eagle will eventually belong to the blue sky...
And you are destined not to belong to me.
"Mo Yichen, if you don't want to give me the divorce letter, then don't give it to me. From today on, you will protect the people of this world, how about I protect you instead?"
Mo Yichen was shocked, and at the same time, a silver needle quickly flew out of Ye Luo's hand...