The big guy who passed through quickly took the scumbag script

"Liu Yu, why is this so?"

Why so!

Clear tears slid down her chin, Xihe gently raised her hand, and then suddenly froze, her snow-white hair made her froze.

Liu Yu deeply absorbed the smell on her body, but as if it wasn't enough, he hugged Xihe into his arms.

"My lady, my lady..."

The tough force made Xihe feel a little pain, the rough palm penetrated into the clothes, and immediately pulled out as if frightened, the young man trembled and said in a flustered voice: "Miss, don't be angry, don't be angry, my husband will never touch you, I won't touch you .”

"I am not angry……"

After saying that, Xihe suddenly burst into tears,

She reached out to hug him back, her wet red lips tremblingly fell on his lips: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

Lips and teeth pressed against each other, surrounded by the familiar, Xihe eagerly hooked the young man's neck, bitter tears rolled down his lips, the young man licked her, and suddenly let go of her.

"Miss?" he asked suspiciously.

Xihe nodded, feeling like crying again.

"Miss, are you back?" Seeing her nodding again, his eyes slowly turned red, and crystal tears filled his eyes. He seemed to want to laugh, but the tears fell down.

"Can I hug you?" He tried to keep his eyes open, not letting the tears blur his vision.

Xihe threw herself directly into his arms.

Liu Yu immediately embraced her in his arms, gently, with such strength that he didn't dare to touch her.

Xihe immediately felt distressed. He wanted to rub her into his arms before, when he had a broken leg and his hands were dishonest, he set fires everywhere, teasing her so that he was so confused that he raised his eyebrows and giggled.

"Let me see your legs." Thinking of his legs, Xihe immediately got up.

Liu Yu didn't stop her, her eyes were unbelievably gentle, and she let her put her hands on her legs to heal the wound.

"And Dantian."

Thinking of Dantian, Xihe stepped forward and took off his clothes again, only to see that there were large and small wounds and scratches on the original flawless skin, new and old, criss-crossing, especially scary.

"you!"

Xihe wanted to reprimand him, but seeing that he looked extremely cute, she felt helpless again.

What can be done? He dug the pot himself and carried it on his own.

She lightly performed the Changchun Jue, using spiritual power to heal the wound, and her skin became smooth again before her complexion improved.

"Don't do this in the future, I will feel bad." Xihe said.

Liu Yu nodded immediately, and put his hands lightly on her waist tentatively. Seeing that she didn't refuse, he immediately showed a happy expression on his face, and put her in his arms like a baby.

Fearing that he would be tired from holding her, Xihe suggested: "Shall we lie down?"

The young man immediately lifted the quilt obediently, lay down by himself, and let Xihe lie on his chest.

The big red quilt fell down and brushed her cheeks inadvertently, causing a slight sting. Xihe frowned and touched it with her hands, and there was a small rustling sound, and a layer of dry things fell on her face.

Xihe:? ? ?

It doesn't seem to taste right either.

She sat up suddenly, stretched out her hand to rub against the blood-red quilt, and stretched it out in front of her face. There were red particles, with a faint smell of blood.

Xihe stiffened instantly,

She shook her hands, and her voice trembled unreasonably: "What color is this quilt?"

The young man hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder: "White."

Xihe trembled even more: "You, why are you doing this..."

Liu Yu still embraced her tenderly, and even rubbed his chin: "I want to dye a red brocade quilt myself, just like when we were newly married, bright red."

Xihe was speechless, and felt that what the people in the teahouse said was right, that he was indeed crazy.