Chapter 1287 Master's Little Demon Girl (26)

But this kind of excitement, seeing her lying beside him so miserably, cooled her heart.

Before she could enjoy it, she collapsed first.

Really useless.

Xue Wuhen raised the corners of his lips coldly, but it was better to find someone who was stronger to torture him.

Seeing her shaking uncomfortably, he looked at her coldly for a while before reaching out to undress her.

Her peach-colored clothes were thin and delicate, and they couldn't hide much of the curves of her body in the rain, and the clothes clinged tightly to her exquisite body.

On the white arm, a conspicuous scar appeared, blood still seeped out, and the edges of the wound turned white.

Xue Wuhen looked at it coldly, then took out the wound medicine and sprinkled it on her.

Peel off her clothes again.

Inch by inch of clothes fell off, and her snow-white and soft body appeared in front of him.

Xue Wuhen was expressionless and changed her clothes.

Just when the system thought he was a celestial eunuch, a eunuch.

Xue Wuhen's eyes darkened a bit, but she still covered her with the quilt.

Then he took off the mask and hid it, and changed his clothes.

I plan to wake up and let Bai Weiwei get out, after all, she has collapsed.

There is no need for torture, let her die on her own.

She loves him so much, he doesn't want her words.

It must be very painful for the rest of my life.

Xue Wuhen smiled coldly, that's fine, maybe one day he can go to see her when he thinks of it.

Look at how miserable she looks.

Thinking of this, his sullen mood finally improved a little.

Bai Weiwei slept a little painfully, she guessed that she had a fever.

And Xue Wuhen, the dead pervert, let her burn.

She was thinking about Xue Wuhen's mental state while she had a high fever, so she would fend for herself.

Is it because she was over-performing, and he just gave up on her?

Bai Weiwei frowned, it seemed that she still had to work while sick.

Then she opened her eyes, her eyes were still red, she was charming, and there was water in her eyes.

She immediately sat up from the bed as if vigilantly, and wanted to touch the needle she had hidden with her fingers, but found that the needle had disappeared.

Even the clothes have been changed.

A trace of doubt flashed in Bai Weiwei's eyes, but she looked up and saw it.

There was a man sitting by the window, in a moon-white robe, the warm sunlight shone on him, and his handsome face seemed as beautiful as it would glow.

A trace of obsession flashed in Bai Weiwei's eyes, and she choked up a bit, "Master, did you save me?"

Xue Wuhen was expressionless and looked at her casually.

Then he said coldly, "Lin Ziqing is already disfigured. She asked me to hand you over, but I didn't agree."

Bai Weiwei's eyes brightened, "Master, you still feel bad for me."

Xue Wuhen sighed hypocritically, "You don't need to call me master in the future, I accepted you as my apprentice when I saw you were pitiful, but I didn't know that your heart was so vicious, you can leave later, and don't tell anyone else, I am your master."

After speaking, he got up without hesitation and walked out immediately.

He didn't take two steps, but he didn't hear Bai Weiwei crying.

This was unexpected.

He couldn't help turning his head, but saw Bai Weiwei staring at him blankly.

It seems that there is no response.

Xue Wuhen also deliberately left some time for her to digest this tragic news.

Bai Weiwei was stunned and silent.