The dark red eyes swept across the tumbling room, and when the skin on the shoulders was exposed, the wanton eyes suddenly sank, and Xuanyuan Che's face slowly sank.
Seeing this, Liu Yue frowned slightly.
After taking a few steps forward, Xuanyuan Che stood in front of Liu Yue, his eyes firmly locked on Liu Yue's shoulders, and his fingers slowly caressed her shoulders.
There were countless whip wounds there.
Fingers slowly caressed her, with indescribable tenderness, Xuanyuan Che squatted down gently and lifted Liu Yue's trousers. There were scars all over her fair calves to thighs.
Liuyue watched Xuanyuan Che squat in front of her, slowly stretched out her hand and placed it on top of Xuanyuan Che's head.
"Does it still hurt?" The fiery big hand touched the scarred skin, and a murderous look flashed in Xuanyuan Che's eyes, but the hand touching the scar was very gentle.
Does it still hurt? Liuyue was stunned for a moment, and stopped moving her hands. No one has ever asked her like this. She is the number one in the mercenary world. Everyone will only think that she is made of iron or steel. Never.
Someone asked her if it hurt.
As for Murong Liuyue, no one had asked her this before.
His brows wrinkled slightly, this feeling was unfamiliar, but very comfortable.
Liuyue lowered her head and looked at Xuanyuan Che who was kneeling in front of her.
The whip marks were densely covered, and although they have faded a lot now, they can still be seen clearly.
Xuanyuan Che's charming eyes sunk deeply, and his hot hands touched every inch of Liu Yue's skin. A trace of iron blood flashed on the charming face, but he said slowly: "From now on, I will be yours."
My patron, whoever dares to bully you will give me a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye."
Her words were gentle and gentle, but they were filled with iron-blooded ferocity and determination.
I am your supporter, a simple sentence, but it caused an uproar in Liuyue's heart.
He lowered his eyes and met Xuanyuan Che's eyes. The coldness and solemnity hidden in those eyes could not cover up the fleeting feeling of love. This man was telling the truth.
Backer, no one has ever said this to her, and no one has ever dared to say this to her. She has traveled all over the world, turning her hands to make clouds, and turning her hands to make rain. Backer, hum, she doesn't believe it, and no one is worthy.
rely on.
However, no matter how strong a person is, they also want a harbor to anchor in, and an aloof person also hopes to have a warm embrace to rely on. It's not that she doesn't want to rely on it, she just hasn't found one, and no one has been able to make such a promise.
With a low laugh, Liu Yue raised her eyes and looked at Xuanyuan Che and said slowly: "I will never let go of those who bully me, not even you."
After saying this, the hand that was placed on Xuanyuan Che's head was withdrawn. That's all, let him go with these words today.