Yan Ying smiled and didn't mind her frivolity at all. He turned sideways without leaving any trace, allowing her to lift off her clothes more easily, revealing her bronzed skin.
Covered with bruises.
The pattern Yan Rong had carved on his back like a joke had completely disappeared after a whole night of hot compresses, but the remaining traces underneath were left by old injuries.
This was the first time Wen Ruoruo saw his half-naked body up close, and his full attention was attracted by those fine scars. She put her cold fingertips on him and looked at him worriedly, "Your Majesty, where did these come from? You didn't
You have been on the battlefield personally, right?"
"I accidentally rubbed it when I was practicing." He said it in one word and understated it. Yan Ying is a man who is not used to telling others about his hard work.[
But how could Ruoruo believe his simple perfunctory answer, "Do you like to play with big rocks on your chest?" Otherwise, how could you have so many wounds on your body just by practicing martial arts. "If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, Ruoruo wouldn't have believed it.
, the emperor's body would have suffered so many injuries." Those scars of various thicknesses have engraved the past on Yan Ying's body, and some of them extend to the back, as if they were left by the cold front of the dagger.
Can this simply be said to be an injury caused by martial arts training?
He just stabbed himself with a knife??
She had never had the opportunity to participate in those thrilling past events, but she still had to see the existence left behind. Her heart ached, waves of tremors continued to attack, and maybe even she herself was not used to this unfamiliar emotion.
Yan Ying caressed Ruoruo's pretty face, which was full of love and reluctance. "If you want to get it, you have to pay first. Xiao Ruoruo, I got it. It's worth it to exchange for these small prices. Don't be nervous.
My little face, if you don’t believe me, just poke it and see, it won’t hurt a long time ago.”
Wen Ruoruo's cheek leaned up, "No new injuries are allowed here in the future, not even a little bit, because..." She raised her eyes, and her eyes that were clearer than the moonlight looked straight at him, and said firmly, "Ruoruo will do it in the future.
I will protect brother Yan Yin well."
Yan Ying's smile slowly disappeared, and he stared blankly at that serious little face. After a long time, he sighed softly. "Xiao Ruoruo, I gave my whole heart to you. I'm so stumped, you greedy person."
Little one, do you want me to offer you my whole body with both hands?"