This, this... Is there anything he wears under his underwear?

Just as she thought about it, she scolded herself: "Forget it stupid, there is no such thing as **** in this era!"

so……

Xia Ziluo hugged his head and almost screamed.

This screen is too restrictive!

Although she often reads the kind of girl anime and comics that occasionally make fun of, it is fake, and it is all hazy when drawn, just so it is so meaningful.

But Murong Xitian is a real person...

She didn't know what to do, but curled up like an ostrich and buried her head in her body.

The room became quiet again, and the sound of charcoal fire burning in the brazier and the wild heartbeat as if she was beating the drum.

The candlelight jumped from time to time, casting Xia Ziluo's small figure on the ground, pulling it very long.

"Isn't it just changing my pants? How could I not do the special caregivers and volunteers in the hospital? At worst, I closed my eyes... I can't see anything, I can't see anything." Xia Ziluo finally stopped being an ostrich.

She coughed twice, then half closed her eyes, her little hands tentatively striking towards his underwear.

One foot, three inches, one inches - the moment her hand was about to touch her underwear, she was suddenly grabbed by a hot big hand.

"Ah!" exclaimed, Xia Ziluo suddenly widened his eyes and met Murong Xitian's slightly tired black pupils.

"You're awake! Are you okay?" she exclaimed excitedly, completely forgetting that she was in awkwardness.

Even though she did not realize that her "criminal" hand was caught by a certain prince.

"Yes." Murong Xitian responded casually, but his eyes fell on the hands he and her were holding.

Her hands were soft and slippery, and she felt a warm feeling when she held them in her hands.

This warmth was conveyed from her palm to his heart, just like her earnest and sincere concern for him at this moment, transmitted from her beautiful eyes to his eyes, stirring his always silent heart.

He thought of all the things he had before he fell asleep, and a touch of tenderness appeared in his cold eyes.

"What are you going to do?" Murong Xitian grabbed her hand and shook it in front of her twice.

He didn't think she wanted to "immoral" herself, because her shy expression didn't look like her.

Instead, it seemed as if he had made her frivolous in his sleep.

"Ah!" Xia Ziluo was asked this and suddenly remembered what he was about to do just now, and blushed before he could explain.

"That, I...you...clothes..." She lowered her head shyly, not daring to look at his face, and not daring to look at his direct eyes.

He obviously did nothing wrong, but he was extremely guilty.

As a result, she didn't know how to explain it, so she couldn't explain it clearly.

"Tell the point." Murong Xitian's high IQ head could easily deduce what she said.

But he wanted to hear the answer she said in person than the conjectured conclusion.

Xia Ziluo took a deep breath: "You sweat a lot and soaked your clothes. I asked Xi Muyun to help you, but the bad guy flashed faster than anyone else, so I had to do it myself. I have never served anyone, and I remember that others took care of the patients like this, so I wiped you and changed my clothes... I really don't want to eat your tofu, you can't rape me, let alone scold me for being a slut!"

When Murong Xitian heard her answer with his own ears, he smiled rare.
Chapter completed!