Chapter Eighty: Taking Off Clothes
His face turned pale in an instant, and he sat down on the ground with a thud. The dark path was silent, and no one didn't know what this unique Manjusaka tattoo represented!
Manjusaka, a rising legend in the world of assassins, everyone's nightmare, the undisputed flower of hell!
He almost picked this yellow flower today...
Rumble...
At this time, a helicopter sound rang out above the hotel. The guests on the street and in the hotel were all amazed to see more than a dozen helicopters surrounding the entire Furong Hotel.
The next second, the glass window on the top floor was smashed open with a crash, and a tall black figure broke in through the broken window.
Di Liangxun stepped in, his eyes immediately falling on Xiao Fengxue's body on the bed. He saw that her clothes were disheveled and she was motionless with a pair of icy empty eyes staring straight ahead. Her entire body was filled with a surging aura, and a powerful atmosphere centered around him expanded outward in all directions.
The wound on his body, cut by the glass, was still bleeding, but he didn't seem to care. He walked quickly over and pulled her coat back together, not even noticing the tattoo under her collarbone.
Gently lifting her upper body, he felt the icy wetness in his arms, and her dark pupils gradually deepened, filled with boundless anger and self-reproach.
"Seek..."
Xiao Feng Xue leaned against his chest, dazed and opened her mouth. The medicine had made her whole body weak, and her voice was exceptionally soft and gentle, like a wandering thread. Emperor Liang's arm paused for a moment, pulling her closer into his embrace.
"Alright, it's okay..." His voice was low and gentle, almost the most gentle tone he had ever used in his life, only he himself knew that his voice was slightly trembling.
He didn't dare imagine what would happen if he came late, let alone think about how much suffering she had endured before he arrived!
Xiao Fengxue, who was originally calm and composed, felt the familiar and comforting scent in his arms, and with his extremely gentle words, her eyes turned red, and tears flowed uncontrollably.
Looking at the person in his arms with tears streaming down their face, Emperor Liang's heart ached even more, and the anger in his eyes intensified.
He hastily yet gently wiped away her tears, Emperor Ling took her in his arms and said softly, "Let's go home."
The helicopter outside the window was still waiting, he walked to the window, his eagle eyes suddenly became cold and sharp, and swept a glance at Jiang Qiang who was still sitting on the ground in shock.
His voice was completely different from the one just now, cold and stern as the ice at the bottom of a deep abyss, with suppressed anger: "Take everything away, fighter planes, blow up the building."
He was never a compassionate person, he didn't care about the safety of others in the hotel, all he knew was that if his treasure was moved, someone had to pay the price, and this was just the interest.
"Yes." Several men in black suits replied, then set up the still unconscious Jingqiang on a helicopter, of course, not forgetting those in the living room.
Xiao Feng Xue stood in front of the window, embracing Xiao Feng Xue. The airflow stirred up by the helicopter made their clothes flutter loudly. Emperor Liang Xun carefully wrapped her in his arms and held her tightly before boarding the helicopter.
Inside the helicopter, he held her in his lap and looked at her frowning, "I'll help you take off your clothes."
"Wait..." As soon as she heard he was going to take off his clothes, she immediately spoke out to stop him.
It wasn't that she was shy, but her wet clothes were sticking to her body and it was uncomfortable. However, if Emperor Qingxu were to undress her, he would inevitably see the tattoo on her chest.
"You're all wet, you'll catch a chill. It'll take at least several hours for you to recover." He coaxed softly.
Xiao Fengxue blinked her eyes and saw that his arm was cut by the glass, her heart tightened, "Your hand is bleeding..."
"Take off your clothes first." Emperor Liang Xun thought she was intentionally changing the subject, but when he saw the worry in her eyes, he suddenly felt a little fluttery in his heart, as if feathers had lightly brushed against it. "I'm fine..."
"You can take it off, don't look." She suggested after some thought.
"Alright, I won't look." Seeing her agreement, Emperor Liang's cold voice shouted a sentence to the driver in front, "Don't turn back without my permission!"
The driver's hand trembled, and the master's aura was still terrifying. He had heard their conversation just now, and the mistress wanted to take off her clothes. Even if he were beaten to death, he didn't dare turn his head back.
Di Liangxun still seemed to be worried, fearing that his woman's body would be seen by others. He pulled over a woolen blanket and covered her shoulders to block the driver from seeing her back.
He then closed his eyes, turned his head to one side, with one hand propping up the blanket and the other clumsily helping her undress. Originally, he had never undressed a girl before, and now that he couldn't see, he fumbled about for half a day.
Fortunately, the buttons on her coat were not buttoned up just now, and it was not difficult to take off. The difficulty lay in the small vest inside, the fabric tightly attached to her body, helping her undress would inevitably touch her skin, the smooth and soft feeling had been teasing his heart.
After a ten-minute struggle, she finally managed to take off the top half of her clothes, leaving only a small undergarment. Emperor Qing didn't have the courage to take it off and instead wrapped her entire body in a blanket before opening his eyes.
He held her and the blanket together in his arms, Emperor Ling took a deep breath, suppressing the heat at the bottom of his heart, and pulled out a small part of the blanket to help her wipe her hair.
It's obvious that Emperor Liang has never served anyone before, not just undressing, but even wiping his hair is clumsy, but the movements are very gentle.
Feeling his gentle service, Xiao Fengxue narrowed her eyes in his arms and pretended to sleep for a while.
The helicopter was very fast and had landed on the basketball court of Di Liangxun's mansion in just a few minutes after closing his eyes.
The only woman in the mansion, Chen Mama, heard the sound of the helicopter and went out to greet them. She saw her young master holding someone in his arms, wrapped tightly in a blanket, with their face buried in his chest, revealing only a head of beautiful brown long hair.
Judging from his many years of experience, it must be a girl, and an important girl for the young master.
"Master..."
Di Liangxun carried the person in his arms, taking big strides towards the mansion. When he reached Chen Mama's side, he paused for a moment, his large hand touching Xiao Fengxue's wet hair as he furrowed his brow: "She's completely soaked."
"Oh... then I'll... I'll make a bowl of ginger soup for the young lady to warm her up, and it's best if she takes a hot bath later, or else she might catch a cold." Chen Mama rubbed her hands together, smiling as she suggested, "If the young lady is still not awake, we can turn on the heater first."
Di Liang nodded slightly and carried Xiao Fengxue upstairs. He didn't know how to take care of someone, so he asked Chen Ma who was indeed right.
The master bedroom on the second floor is Di Liangxun's room, decorated in a black and white tone that matches his personality. Not a single green plant can be seen, giving people a cold, hard, and oppressive feeling.
He gently laid Xiao Feng Xue on the bed, completely disregarding that her pants and hair would get the sheets wet, then went to turn on the heater.
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Added another chapter, today it's over 8,000 words, isn't that shocking?
Don't doubt that I'm crazy, it's because Si Jing Tong Xie has gone mad and given me over a thousand coins as rewards, so I had to get up and update. Vomiting blood
