Chapter 8: Resurrection 04
Lan Mingyou curled her head slightly and looked at her face carefully. Her small melon-shaped face had a delicate and smooth skin.
However, because of the long-term abuse and long-term treatment, the whole person's face was particularly bad, and he looked completely bloodless, and even his body was thin and lonely. When Lan Mingyou just hugged her, she felt like he was holding a dry bone.
Her nose was small and straight, and her cherry mouth was very lovely. Her long and erect eyelashes trembled slightly with her breathing, like a black butterfly waving her wings.
Lan Mingyou found that she was already a beauty at such a young age, and she would definitely be even more beautiful when she grew up. Unfortunately, these five ladies are a fool and have wasted this beautiful baby.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and stroked Botshuxin's cheek. There was not too much emotion in his eyes. He just felt that when he touched her cheek, he felt a strange and comfortable feeling in his heart.
Lan Mingyou felt that it might be the first time I touched a woman's skin like this, so I felt weird.
He gently pulled his lower lip, and couldn't tell any smile on his face, as calm as water, but with a bit of demonic aura.
Bo Tuxin moved her fingers slightly, now she was a little stronger than before, but if she had the strength to fight head-on with this powerful man, she would definitely die miserably.
The more Lan Mingyou touched her, the more interesting she felt, and she couldn't help but start touching her neck from her face.
She frowned gently, this erotic wolf, she really thought he was kind to save herself, so she touched her when she rescued her. If it were in modern times, she would have slashed him to death with one palm.
But Bo Shuxin knew that she could not beat him, at least now, so she had to continue pretending to be asleep and let him move, not opening his eyes or fighting back.
Lan Mingyou touched her for a while and stopped, pulled her wrist and gently placed her fingers on her pulse and observed.
"Not as serious as I thought."
"However, it's really a waste, there is no trace of vitality in your body. I really don't know how you survived."
Lan Mingyou finished speaking on his own, put her hand back into the quilt, and fed her an unknown pill. Then he stood up and walked out. The pure white feathers on his shoulders were trembling slightly with his movements.
Bo Tuxin heard the sound of the door being closed, and after a while, he tried to move.
Now my strength has recovered a lot. Even though my body still feels painful, I still have the strength to speak with my eyes open.
She opened her eyes, opened her eyes, her eyes were extremely sharp, and her eyes were filled with cold and fierce aura, as if a knife was flying out of her eyes.
Bo Shuxin looked around here and she really traveled through time. She couldn't find a modern atmosphere in the room. The doors and windows, screens, cabinets, and even the bed she slept in were completely something that only existed in ancient times, with an ancient flavor and a full of ancient flavor.
She reached her hand in front of her and found that it was much smaller, completely like a child's hand, but it was covered with thick dry calluses, which seemed to have done a lot of heavy work.
The elixir Lan Mingyou gave Bo Shuxin was particularly effective. Not long after Bo Shuxin took it, the pain of being beaten by a stick was reduced a lot. Her strength gradually recovered bit by bit. What's even more strange is that she felt something moving in her stomach and didn't know what it was.
Bo Tuxin shook her head slightly to prevent herself from thinking too much, she rolled up her longer sleeves.
Chapter completed!