Chapter 141: The Heavens Are Dry and Things Are Dry 10
"Get out of the way." Just when Yaoguang was about to refuse, a tender voice came, and then a tail snapped and swept the man away, and squeezed his small body into Yaoguang's arms.
"Little guy." When Yaoguang saw that it was the little Rakshasa who squeezed into her arms, he was immediately happy and reached out to hug the little Rakshasa.
"Little guy, why have you changed back? Are you feeling unwell?" Yaoguang held the little Rakshasa with a gentle smile and worry on his face.
When the little Rakshasa looked at the tenderness and kindness on Yaoguang's face, a dark feeling surged deep in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to touch Yaoguang's neck.[
"Ahem, um, because my master was worried about you, he forcibly broke the curse and sobered up for the past few days, and because he was forcibly supported, it naturally happened like this again." Xiaoguan coughed twice beside him.
"Oh, then thank him for me." Yaoguang hummed, but the joy on his face did not diminish. He picked up the little Rakshasa and stood up: "Come on, mother, take a look at my little guy."
The little Rakshasa was hugged by Fluttering Light. Feeling the tenderness and affection, his tail couldn't help but flick.
Behind Yaoguang, Xiaoguang shook his fist towards the little Rakshasa, "Come on."
Because Yaoguang was not in good health, there was no one to stop him from leaving the table and going back to his room. Everything was arranged in advance so that Yaoguang could rest.
As for the disappeared patron saint, don't worry about him.
"Come, mother, give the little guy a bath." When he returned to the house, he saw the bath water prepared. Yaoguang hugged the little Rakshasa who didn't look very clean and started to take off his clothes.
Just remember not to wash the little Rakshasa now. She likes the little Rakshasa, not the big Rakshasa.
The shirt is loosened and the body is exposed.
The little Rakshasa stood at the edge of the pool, looking at the fluctuating light that did not shy away from him, looking at the white body, looking at the figure that was concave in the front and tilted in the back.
The little Rakshasa's eyes darkened, and suddenly his nose itched, and a stream of blood flowed down.
"What's wrong? The injury hasn't healed yet?" Yao Guang glanced at him and immediately squatted over, his face full of worry.
"No, no, it's dry." Little Rakshasa blocked his nose.
What the fuck is going on?
He had seen Yao Guang's naked body, but he didn't react at the time. What happened now? Why is there an unknown fire that wants to rush out?
Nosebleed? He’d never had one before…
"Dry? Come on, let's get out of the way, mother, take a look." Yaoguang was a little worried about the little Rakshasa, and stretched out his hand to hold the little Rakshasa in his arms.
The white chest that suddenly approached came face to face with the little Rakshasa's face. Looking at the white chest so close at hand, the corner of the little Rakshasa's mouth twitched.
The nosebleed... shoots out, it's called a surge.[
The weather is dry and things are dry, so be careful about fire, well, be careful about fire...