Su Rongjin lowered her long, thick eyelashes, like raven feathers, to conceal the fleeting dark glint in her eyes.
Fusang didn't notice his subtle change. He washed his fingers and dried them with a soft white towel.
"Does it hurt?" she asked, looking up at him.
Su Rongjin pursed her thin, beautiful lips slightly, her voice a little hoarse as she said, "Master..."
"Hmm?" Fu Sang looked at him in confusion.
Su Rongjin opened his captivating phoenix eyes and looked at her with a deep gaze.
"When I fought with those righteous cultivators, I was injured. Could you take a look and apply some medicine for me?"
Fu Sang was naturally worried about him, and quickly said, "Take off your clothes and let me see."
A hint of a smile flashed across Su Rongjin's eyes as she extended her slender, well-defined fingers and placed them on her sash.
"Then the disciple took it off..."
Fu Sang belatedly realized that taking off his clothes would mean exposing his body in front of her.
What trick is the big devil up to now?
only……
He doesn't seem to be lying.
She could smell a faint scent of blood emanating from him; he must have been genuinely injured.
With a serious expression on her exquisitely beautiful face, Fu Sang said, "Take it off, I'll apply the medicine for you."
Su Rongjin's beautiful dark eyes smiled as she slowly and methodically untied the sash around her waist with her slender, white fingers.
The handsome young man's smooth, gold-embroidered robe slipped open, revealing his lean and strong chest, with beautifully defined muscles that made one's mouth water.
Fu Sang's eyes flickered slightly, and a hint of shyness appeared on his face.
Last time, under the waterfall at Yuling Peak, although the moonlight was bright and clear, I couldn't see it as clearly as I could up close now.
A handsome man can also arouse lust.
Su Rongjin opened her smooth robe, revealing her delicate and sexy collarbone, and her posture became lazy and casual.
"Master, I've taken my clothes off, but my wounds are a bit painful. Could you please take a look at them for me?"
Fu Sang coughed lightly, her shy gaze turning back to him. She reached out and touched his clothes, her slender, white fingers lifting them.
Su Rongjin lowered his beautiful dark eyes, watching her every move.
Fu Sang examined it carefully.
Su Rongjin had a small wound on her beautifully shaped abdomen, and there were also some on her slender waist.
These wounds aren't too serious; they'll heal with some medicinal herbs.
Fu Sang placed her slender, fair fingers on his abdomen, her delicate fingertips feeling his burning body temperature, a continuous flow that seemed to scorch his heart.
Su Rongjin's eyes grew even deeper as she suppressed her burgeoning thoughts.
He reached out his slender fingers and grabbed the woman's fair wrist, saying, "Master, aren't you going to look behind you?"
Fu Sang raised her bright eyes and asked, "You were injured in the back as well?"
Su Rongjin turned around, her back to the woman, and her magnificent robe fell down, revealing her graceful back.
"...!"
Fu Sang suddenly stood up, his fingers tracing the tiny, almost imperceptible scars, and said, "These..."
Su Rongjin replied in a lazy and nonchalant tone, "It's just the injuries I suffered in the past."
In fact, these scars could be removed with spiritual power, but he deliberately left them behind to remember the past.
The back, which could have been flawless, has a kind of imperfect, broken beauty due to these tiny scratches.
Fu Sang silently stroked his back, his fingers running over the scars.
“Master.” Su Rongjin’s slightly magnetic voice was alluring and husky, with a hint of danger: “If you keep touching me, I won’t be able to resist.”
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