The emperor shrugged and raised his head, seemingly very unexpectedly.

So half-assed, he just softened his mind and whispered, “Face, what are you doing here? ”

Mu Yan glanced at him violently, walked to him quickly, opened his hand he wanted to cover, went to see the wounds in his abdomen, and his voice was gambling with hatred, "If I hadn't accidentally found out, when were you going to hide it from me? ”

The emperor's voice unwittingly softened, “It's just a minor injury, it's not in the way. ”

It's just that Moe didn't believe him, pulled his clothes off and carefully checked his abdomen for injuries.

Yingmei frowned with a smile and hurriedly lowered her head to hold on. She withdrew silently and hid the door.

The two people in the house were unattended and did not find her leaving.

After closing the door, Yingmei revealed a slightly shy look.

She never knew that there was such a dark side to her family's tall, ruthless king king.

Your wounds are very serious, but after this period of rest and recuperation, they are much better.

Especially as of today, bruises in the body have been completely removed.

Although your body may still be a little weak, it will never get in the way.

And the wound in his abdomen, when he cleaned his body of bruised gas, cut it himself.

It's just a wink to try to heal.

However, the first few days when he was really hurt, the upper half of King refused to show.

Now the wound is obviously good, but when she noticed Miss Jun approaching, she deliberately misled Miss Jun into serious injuries.

When I think of Miss Jun, I can't hide my anxiety and worry.

Yingmei couldn't help but sigh and then reveal a shallow smile.

It seems that it is only a matter of time before Miss Jun becomes the polar hostess.

Because His Majesty would never allow the woman he loved to escape from his woven love of Ronette.

= = =

In the house.

The clothes on the emperor's body were pulled apart by a handful of faces, revealing a muscular and robust chest.

Smooth lines spread down, eventually hiding beneath wrapped gauze.

But Moo-yan didn't even notice the glowing spring color. At this time, her eyes were filled with only the hidden color of blood under the gauze.

Pushing his little hand on the gauze, he tried to untie the gauze, but was grasped by the emperor.

The dull voice of a man rings in his ear: “Yan, if you're so enthusiastic, Benjun won't be able to hold it. ”

As soon as Muang looked up, he looked into the man's fiery eyes.

That look seemed like she couldn't help but swallow her.

His heart pounded and beat hard in his chest, and his face felt just a little burnt, as if it was going to burn.

She couldn't help licking her lips.

The flames in the eyes of the emperor flashed and could no longer be suppressed.

However, without waiting for him to move, the collar was suddenly dragged by a small hand.

Forced to lean forward, the girl's beautiful face is close to her eyes and the fragrant fragrance fills her nostrils.

Later, before the emperor could react, his soft lips pressed against his gentle, thin lips.

Sweet aromas blossom like fireworks.

The emperor's body was suddenly stiff, his eyes widened, and he couldn't react for a moment.

Did Muay kiss him?

His face, his first kiss?

Was he dreaming? Or did it really happen?

However, this kiss is instant, transient as if it were an overly beautiful dream.