Then, the emperor's whole body was treated like a pillow, and he was rubbed even tighter.
Young Master Di said he was tired, but his hands began to rub the two plump meat buns on her chest restlessly.
"Um...why weren't you honest when you came back?" Gu Xiaoyao bit his lip and muttered dissatisfied.
"I originally wanted to do hundreds of rounds as soon as I came back, but unfortunately... As I am now, I am really very honest. Yaoyao, I am very tired and don't want to move. You won't blame me for not working hard, right?" Young Master Di squinted.
The eyes enjoy the fleshy feel.
In fact, he hadn't had a good sleep for four days and four nights, otherwise, how could he let her go so cheaply.
"Hmph, pervert, if you're tired, just go to bed and don't mess with me. I want to sleep too." She was still dissatisfied and stretched out her fist to hit his chest.
"Ah..." Young Master Di groaned.
Gu Xiaoyao found that his fist hit a ball of gauze, and he suddenly became nervous: "What's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, go to sleep!"
She hurriedly turned on the bedside lamp and lifted the quilt. Under the light, his right chest was wrapped in a thick layer of gauze, and some blood stains penetrated into her eyes through the gauze.
"You are hurt?"
"It's okay." Young Master Di pulled the quilt and covered himself again, pulling her and saying: "Be good, let's sleep."
"It's bleeding. Are you seriously injured? I didn't mean to injure your wound just now." She suddenly got out of the quilt, half-kneeling and staring at his pale face.
In the air, there are traces of the smell of blood.