Qin Luo World: Concubine Yu, Don't Play Ambiguous

Chapter 338
"When you know the pain, you will have a better memory." He exuded a cold and stern anger all over his body, and he was as ferocious as that Rakshasa at the moment.

Seeing that Li Luo was unmoved, Yiqin caressed her swollen buttocks with both hands, trying to transform her internal energy to dissipate bruises and wounds.

Seeing her movements, Li Luo said viciously: "You dare to try to heal yourself."

That tone was full of threats.

Before he calmed down, he dared to provoke him again and again, so he showed her a little more power.

Li Luo ate the weight and made up her mind, just to make her suffer so that she would not have a long memory.

When Yiqin heard this, her hands paused in mid-air, neither up nor down, her nose sore, and she looked sideways at Li Luo pitifully.

"It hurts, it really hurts, it's bleeding." What does it mean that she is not allowed to heal her wounds? Why is his heart so cruel.

"Hold it for me."

"Luo, woo woo."

Li Luo looked away, didn't look, and said coldly: "Don't pretend to be pitiful in front of me, this kind of trick doesn't work for me."

Hearing this, Yiqin couldn't bear it any longer and roared loudly: "Devil, you are a devil."

"I'm a devil, so you should reflect on me, and if you dare to call me a concubine, I'll make you suffer for a month, so that you won't have a long memory."

Li Luo grabbed the quilt and covered her, and sat on the edge of the bed, neither leaving nor lying down, just looking at her like this.

There is a slight pity in the black bright eyes, the heartache is dying, and the face is cruel, there is a world of difference between the inside and the outside.

Yiqin buried her head in the soft pillow, and there was a throbbing pain in her buttocks, and she felt extremely wronged.

The two of them just sat and lay down like this, with a cold face and a teary face, directly fighting coldly, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn.

On their wedding night, two people who love each other so much stayed up until dawn.

The sun was just rising, and warmth came in through the windows, but it couldn't melt the coldness in the house.

The spring is warm outside the house, and the winter is cold and harsh inside.

Early in the morning, a few servants and maids were lingering outside the house with hot water, refreshments, and breakfast, not daring to go in.

(End of this chapter)