Pure love emperor less blackened daily

Chapter 726 I Don't Like the Smell of Blood
"..."

Di Ruoge's face darkened.

Stare again at the bandaged area of ​​his arm.

Do you really think she is stupid? ? ?
It was clear that nothing happened just now, let alone pain!

She even suspected that if she hadn't stared at his hand, he wouldn't even know he was hurt!
Now you still say that you are injured and can't walk?Who would believe it!
You'd be a fool if you believed him.

She put the gun away, and said sarcastically: "Mr. Nangong, you injured your hand, not your foot."

"But my hand hurts," he said seriously, without forgetting to frown slightly, then looked out the window at night, and sighed softly, "And it's so late, my hand is hurt again, and I have to climb over the balcony , it will be very troublesome if the wound is torn again."

Di Ruoge is too lazy to talk nonsense with this kind of person!

She went straight back and pulled off the quilt.

Going to ignore him.

But then, he heard the man's footsteps getting closer.

The quilt was lifted.

She felt the soft bed sink and sink into one piece.

The man's body pressed up.

Lying on her side.

Put the quilt over the two of them again.

Then, a pair of big hands wrapped around her waist, bringing her into his arms with ease.

A familiar temperature came from behind, warm.

There is also his unique good smell, lingering in the whole body.

Her body froze, her heart pounded again.

But this is not enough.

Nangong Yunmo tightened his arms again, and put his chin on her shoulder deftly and intimately, holding the little girl in his arms.

Fragrant and soft.

Lie in the same bed with her again.

There was a trace of satisfaction on the corner of his lips, and he whispered softly in her ear: "Little boy..."

The masculine breath sprayed on his ears, hot and seductive.

At the same time, there was the increasingly intense smell of blood approaching the tip of his nose.

Di Ruoge couldn't help frowning slightly.

Although she killed many people.

But he still doesn't like the smell of blood.

She turned over and pushed him away resistingly.

"leave me alone!"

How could Nangong Yunmo listen?

Finally able to hold her to sleep!

"Hey, it's comfortable to hold."

He coaxed softly and pulled her back into his arms again.

The whole face was forced to be buried in her arms.

His arms are cold and warm, which is her favorite feeling.

The girl's cheeks warmed up.

She pursed her lower lip before saying, "I don't like the smell of blood."

Nangong Yunmo just paused.

Lowering his head, he saw the girl in his arms, with slightly wrinkled brows.

Although there is no resistance to let him hold it is a good thing.

But she really doesn't seem to like the smell of blood.

His gaze followed her to his arm, only to realize that the wound had opened again at some point.

Blood soaked the entire white gauze.

He sighed softly, his eyes helpless and doting.

Let go of her and stand up, carefully help her tuck the corner of the quilt.

Bending down, he reluctantly kissed her little face again and again.

The girl's tender cheeks were slightly red.

But it was rare that he didn't do anything with him again.

Nangong Yunmo kissed her for a while, then raised his hand to stroke her head.

Said softly in her ear: "Then I'll go first, sleep well, it's fine if you don't want to go to school."

Di Ruoge couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this sentence.

He really didn't come to tell her, a student, to go back to class.

Have you ever seen a teacher tell yourself that if a student doesn't like the class, then don't come?
Seeing her distracted, Nangong Yunmo's eyes sparkled, and he pecked her lips unexpectedly.

Before she could react, she turned around, took the coat, opened the French window, and turned out to the balcony.

In an instant, it disappeared from sight.

Di Ruoge sat up from the bed.

Looking at the empty look.

Stretching out his hand, he touched his lips, and a complicated light flashed across his eyes.

Seeing that they didn't intend to sleep under the quilt together at this moment, Zhu Jin came back to his senses, and walked over in a hurry, closed the French windows, his face was as if he was catching a cold.

He turned around and walked to the big bed on his short legs.

The little butt sat on the bed.

Looking at her, hesitated, and asked, "Ge'er, do you really hate him?"

Di Ruoge was silent.

Shaking his head lightly, he lowered his eyes, which were somewhat complicated.

She couldn't tell how she felt about that man.

As usual, for a shameless man like him who dared to tease him repeatedly and frivolously.

She was killed as early as the first time.

But she just couldn't do anything to him.

It's as if he just missed and hit him...

She didn't actually mean it.

Stupid gold looked at her, hesitating.

After a while, he whispered, "He...has a hard time."

He looked at her with beautiful strange eyes.

"It's not in his character to do those things and I've known him since he was a kid."

Di Ruoge knew that what Zhu Jin said should be related to the real reason why her memory was washed away.

"Have you seen him before?"

Stupid Gold managed to hide and nodded his head: "Yeah."

The girl was silent, and asked again: "What is my relationship with him?"

At first I thought it was just a special person. .

But now it seems that it is impossible to be ordinary friends...

Their way of getting along is becoming less and less like ordinary friends.

An increasingly ambiguous atmosphere and attitude...

Or to be precise, she had vaguely guessed from the very beginning that this person must have an unusual relationship with her.

Rings on hands, necklaces on necks...

Everything fits that way.

It's just that she doesn't want to think about it.

At that time, she was still so young, she was only 16 years old when her memory was washed away.

how is this possible.

"This..." Stupid Jin didn't know how to tell her, so he had to say, "Let him tell you about this kind of thing..."

"I forgot about him."

The girl suddenly spoke softly.

No longer a question, but an affirmation.

Zhu Jin looked at her, nodded for a while, and said, "Yes."

Di Ruoge stopped talking.

She pursed her cherry lips lightly, looking at the empty balcony, where he disappeared.

The look of his arm bleeding flashed in his eyes.

There is also his picturesque face, the tenderness and expression that belonged to her alone between his brows and eyes in the night.

Although sometimes, this person is really too presumptuous...

But at certain times when he didn't even realize it, some things that she couldn't understand would flash in his eyes...

At a certain moment, those cold eyes always looked at her with complicated emotions.

Like pain, like guilt, like expression, like tenderness...

It was as if he wanted to spend all his life's feelings on her, but he couldn't do it.

It's been a long time.

Her eyes flickered twice.

Looking at Ji Jin who was sitting next to him, he said softly, "Go to sleep."

Stupid Gold nodded his head.

He stood up and yawned, then walked towards the sofa in a flash.

Di Ruoge also lay down and covered the quilt.

But when he closed his eyes, his image was in his mind.

Even the last thought in falling asleep was thinking about how his wound was doing...

It's raining recently, so I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

Of course, she still underestimated Nangong Yunmo...

(End of this chapter)