The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

But when his eyes touched the bruises on her wrists, she felt slightly guilty.

I was thinking about getting her medicine to treat her injuries last night, but the warm jade fragrance was so stimulating that he actually forgot about it.

It seems that he must resist the temptation and get her medicine later while she is taking a nap, otherwise her injury will really be cured.

"My cold has been cured a long time ago, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to drink last night." Luo Liyan raised her hand and patted her chest very boldly.

That action was simply impossible to watch, especially now that most of her body was standing outside.

Yi Shurong took a sharp breath, and her head started to hurt.

"I underestimated your courage." He sneered and said every word through gritted teeth.

The hint in those words was obvious, but Luo Liyan blinked her eyes innocently, "Cousin, don't be so cruel, I'm too timid."

She wasn't lying. It was just because she was timid and cherished her life that she didn't reveal Yi Shurong's identity as a man disguised as a woman.

However, Yi Shurong obviously lost the patience to play charades with her, and immediately reached out and grabbed her shoulders, trying to lift her up.

But if you stare too closely, you'll easily see things you shouldn't.

As soon as his fingers touched Luo Liyan's shoulder, his nose became wet from the rolling surge, and a stream of scarlet blood surged out uncontrollably again.

Luo Liyan almost wanted to slap the edge of the tub and laugh wildly, but in the end she held it back for the sake of her own life.

"Cousin, you have a nosebleed again." Luo Liyan leaned out to get a piece of clean cotton cloth, and then moved closer to Yi Shurong.

Putting her hands on her obviously broad shoulders, she stood up halfway and pressed the cotton cloth to her nose, which was surging with joy.

"Cousin, your health isn't very good either, and you need to replenish it. However, you always have nosebleeds when taking a shower. Why do you look like the innocent scholar in the book?" Luo Liyan shook her head, He felt that the cotton cloth he was pressing on was soon completely soaked with blood, and he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

How excited was he? The blood could completely soak such a thick cotton cloth.

But Luo Liyan didn't feel sorry for him at all.

After all, for a majestic ghost king, it's just a nosebleed, so there's no way it's going to be a problem.

And who knows what he is thinking in his head all day long.

"Cousin likes to read storybooks?" Yi Shurong didn't want to care about the little blood she had shed. She put one hand around Luo Liyan's back and held her in his arms, letting the blood surge even more. jubilation.

"I like it, but I don't watch it often." Luo Liyan's answer was for the original owner.

There were so few things that the original owner liked during his entire two lifetimes. Even his story books only had two or three of them, which he read over and over again.

She didn't have any money, and she didn't dare to look at these things openly. Even these story books were brought by her mother when she was married.

If it weren't for the special meaning, I'm afraid that Mrs. Ji would have burned her long ago.

Luo Liyan's eyes grew colder as she thought of the suffering the original owner had suffered.

In fact, according to her temperament, the sufferings Luo Mansion is suffering now are far from enough.

They didn't even spit out all the things they got from the original owner's mother, let alone the punishment they deserved for bullying the original owner for so many years.