Murong Yu didn't speak. She was silent for a while, then turned her back and said, "Let's talk about this later." She didn't want to raise this issue for the time being.
Look, it's like this again! Murong Ge sighed helplessly. Every time she mentioned emotional matters, her sister was like this.
Murong Ge was also a little unhappy and simply turned his back.
Murong Yu seemed to feel that her sister was angry, so she turned around, picked up the hair on the back of her head, and stroked it gently. She knew that her sister cared about her, but she didn't know what to say about emotional matters.
You can't control yourself.
It felt so good to be stroked by her sister's hair. Murong Ge closed his eyes comfortably and enjoyed it. Suddenly he heard his sister's surprised voice: "What is this?"
Murong Yu's eyes stayed on her fair pink neck, where there was a faint mark, a shallow scar. For this kind of mark.
Why does my sister have whip wounds?
Murong Ge turned his head and saw his sister's eyes falling on his neck. He thought of something and was shocked. He quickly covered his neck: "No, it's nothing."
Is it possible that my sister realized the scars on her back?
"let me see."
"don't want……"
Although she was reluctant, Murong Yu still pulled off her clothes, exposing a large part of her shoulders and her entire back. Murong Yu looked stunned, looking at the marks left by the whip wounds on his sister's body, and felt a surge in his heart.
Tingling.
"What's going on?" There was a slight anger in her eyes. Who beat her sister like this?
"..." Murong Ge pulled up his clothes and said, "It's all fine now, don't mention it anymore."
"Say!" Murong Yu's voice was irresistible. He suddenly thought of something and asked, "Did the King of Hell hit you?"
"No." Murong Ge glanced at him quickly, "It was his sister who beat him."