Quick wear: villain male god, don't blacken

"Then tell you what this is doing?" Ye Musheng asked Jun Qingmo as he handed his bloody finger to Jun Qingmo.

Jun Qingmo, who was expressionless and masochistic just a moment ago, now has nervousness in his eyes, and his tone is a bit hesitant, "I just... just want to..."

"Do you just want to use this method to prevent Huarong Ointment from exerting its medicinal effect?" Ye Musheng wiped the blood from his hand onto Jun Qingmo's pale lips, and licked it gently after saying this.

Ye Musheng's sudden movement caught Jun Qingmo off guard, and the numbness spread from his lips to his whole body, and he stared at Ye Musheng's delicate eyebrows in a daze.

"But do you know that cutting the scars and soaking in hot springs not only can't reduce the efficacy of the Huarong ointment, but can make the Huarong ointment take effect faster. It's just that the process is much more painful than that." Ye Musheng said in Jun Qingmo left after dropping a kiss on her lips, but put her hand on Jun Qingmo's chest again.

Ye Musheng touched Jun Qingmo's face and felt the trembling of Jun Qingmo's body. Ye Musheng raised his head and asked, "Tell me why you refuse to remove the scar?"

Staring at Ye Musheng whose face was blushing, Jun Qingmo clenched his hands into fists and leaned behind his back, hesitation flickered in his eyes, he pursed his lips, and did not speak for a long time.

Just now when Ye Musheng said that the efficacy of Huarong Ointment was still there, Jun Qingmo just felt helpless, but he still didn't want to tell Ye Musheng about his past.

Jun Qingmo felt the fiery desire attacking his mind, frowned and let go of his tightly clenched hands, gently grabbed Ye Musheng's shoulders, and pushed him away from him a little, "My lady is obedient, don't make trouble."

"I want to make trouble. You only tortured me for an hour last night, don't you have the heart to put me here..." In fact, last night was not considered torture, Jun Qingmo's movements were very gentle, and Ye Musheng also enjoyed it.

"..." Jun Qingmo said nothing, closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, enduring the swollen desire and the piercing pain in her back.He really couldn't bear it, so he restrained himself again and again.

"Why don't you want to tell me the reason? The scars on your body are related to your past, you don't want me to know your past, you don't want to open your heart to me..." Ye Musheng increased the strength in his hand, Jun Qingmo Instantly opened his eyes.

"I'm not..." Jun Qingmo sighed, hugged Ye Musheng into her arms, and explained, "It's not that I don't want to open my heart to you, it's just that I don't want you to be sad for me."

"Then do you think I'm not sad now?" Ye Musheng's peach blossom eyes mist, and said coldly, "Won't I be sad seeing you torture yourself?"

Drop after drop of warm liquid dripped onto Jun Qingmo's shoulders, shock appeared in Jun Qingmo's eyes, and her heart was shocked.He cried for himself again...

"My lady, I was wrong..." Jun Qingmo looked at Ye Musheng whose eyes were red in his arms, and with trembling hands, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes with his fingers, his voice hoarse and choked.

"Junqingmo, I don't want your apology. Since you don't want to tell me about your past and don't want me to be sad for you, then let's forget the past together, forget about those unpleasant things, and forget about the origin of your scars. I, you , and Fuming's aunt, the three of us start again and live happily, shall we?" Ye Musheng put his hand on Jun Qingmo's, with tears in his eyes, and smiled.