It was the bodily fluids he had left last night, as well as the proof of her virginity.
Huangfulian narrowed her eyes, turned around, put the silk cloth in her hand into the basin next to the bed, soaked it, unscrewed it again, and then came back to carefully wipe away the traces of love for her.
"Emperor...Lian..." Mi Luo frowned, his whole body trembling.
As Huangfulian wiped it, she gradually felt the slightly burning pain coming from there.
Although she said she was fine, last night was her first night after all, and Huangfulian was like a wild beast and wanted so hard, so how could she be fine? [
Just because I was nervous, I forgot about the soreness for a moment, but now that Huangfulian wiped it like this, the sore feeling came back...
At this moment, her tenderness was constantly feeling numb and hot...
Even though Huangfulian had relaxed her movements, the heat emanating from the silk cloth still made Mi Luo feel a little uncomfortable.
Mi Luo bit her lip, twisting the quilt tightly with both hands, resisting the torture and not letting herself make a sound.
However, when the silk cloth in Huangfulian's hand wiped the red and swollen petals that were bruised last night, Mi Luo couldn't help but let out a low moan.
Upon hearing her voice, Huangfulian's movements immediately stopped.
He raised his head and looked at Mi Luo, who had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, and asked nervously, "Does it hurt? Is my strength too strong?"