Venerated Venomous Consort

She looked at the emperor's robes on the side of her body. Now he is still hurt. She doesn't want to argue with him about this topic.

Coughed: "Your injury..."

Emperor 拂 clothes raised her hand and handed her a green bottle: "The wound hurts, baby, give me a shot."

Ink is very wicked. When the lock is locked on the emperor's clothes, except for the hands and feet, the lock is very dangerous. On the back, on the shoulders, on the thighs, on the chest... all the things left behind. The wound.

When he took a look at the wound on his body, he stopped it a little, only letting her see his hands and shoulders and shoulder blades.

Gu Xiyu first wiped these three places for him. Seeing that the shoulder blades are obviously heavier than the hands and feet, he knows that he used the technique to swear ghosts...

She remembered the position of the locks that were locked at the time, a cross-hearted, and pulled his robes: "Take off!"

Emperor's clothing: "..."

He just slipped a little and a half from his shoulder. Now he looks at the eyes of Gu Xiyu. He feels a little pressure and coughs: "I can smear it elsewhere."

Gu Xi licked his lips and looked at him very seriously: "Are you shy?" The person with such a thick face actually knows shyness, and it is really strange.

Emperor Yiwu didn't really know what shyness was. He just let her wipe the medicine just to transfer the topic. He had too many wounds. He was afraid of scaring her... and his wolverine didn't want her to see...

In the face of the people you like, you want to show your best side.

However, seeing her persistent eyes, Emperor Yizhao knew that he could not escape, and sighed: "Forget it, the ugly wife always wants to see her in-laws." He raised his hand and untied his robes...

Gu Xiyu knows him for so long, but he has never seen his true body. Even if he saw it in the hot spring, he was wearing a red robe...

And now this most anticipated male color is so present in front of her.

Dressing was thin, undressed with meat, mermaid line, vest line, eight pack abs, the lines are powerful and perfect...

Gu Xizhen feels that these words that often describe the body of a man are not enough for him! I can't even describe the goodness of his figure.

This person not only has a face that is the national color of the city, but even the figure belongs to the kind of people who blame the country and the people, so that the person who has such a cold temper will also see the heartbeat. After all, she was a medical doctor. She saw a lot of human body. There are many models of people who have a bright model. Even her male colleagues are a great figure. When walking on the beach, it can attract the attention of a big lady...

But those people's physical strengths add up not as good as the left-hander!

If you have to use a word to describe it, it is two words - perfect!

Of course, if he doesn't have these wounds on his body, it's perfect, because the body is extremely perfect, it makes these wounds look particularly dazzling! Extraordinarily thrilling!

Gu Xizhen was not in the mood to appreciate the male color at this time, so after she took a few seconds, she began to carefully paint for him -

Emperor's clothes enjoy her tenderness. Although she has always had a small face, her movements are very soft, as if he is a fragile precious porcelain, and he needs very careful care.

Her fingers touched his skin from time to time, delicate and soft.

Originally his wound hurts badly...