The rich and powerful court: billions of personal pets of the emperor

——"If you meet a man with a tattoo of the Dragon King Dechajia tattooed on his upper body, you must run away! Because he will swallow all your sunshine. He is an extremely terrifying... dark creature that no one can touch. !"

——"Pet, when the owner is pampering you, you should stretch out your lovely paws and accept the caress obediently. In addition, if you want to please the owner even more, just add a [woof] at the end of the speech!"

—— "My [dragon] likes tight and narrow places the most, especially sneaking into tight places like yours. Did you hear that, my [dragon] said just now——I will eat you up!" ""

Buzzing in her head, she recalled the words that made her tremble, the familiar voice, the familiar aggressive manner, why couldn't she see that vague person, who the hell...

"Vidya?"

A deep and gentle male voice brought Vidya's thoughts back to her eyes.

It can be said that the arrogant dragon tattoo on Beitang Yaori's upper body really shocked Vidya!

She didn't know why he carved such a wild and arrogant dragon tattoo.

Compared with Lin Nuanxi's first time seeing this scary tattoo, it is obvious that Vidya is much calmer now.

Even though there were too many questions in his heart, Vidya didn't ask half a word.

Picking up the alcohol disinfection cotton next to him, Vidya squatted in front of Beitang Yaori, and carefully wiped the bruises and blood near the wound for him.

Beitang Yaori frowned slightly as the cold, stinging alcohol soaked the burning sharp pain in the wound.

"呵——"

"patience."

Vidya carefully cleaned the wound while blowing lightly.

The ruthless wounds on his body would make people feel extremely painful just looking at them, let alone himself.

It was obvious on her face that there were too many questions in her heart that she wanted to ask him, but she didn't say a word.

Beitang Yaori remained silent, only the quiet sound of cleaning the wound could be heard in the room.

"This is the special medicine that Dad brought from the Western Regions. It is very useful for reducing swelling. Every night you come to my place, I will change the medicine for you. In addition, do not touch the water these few days and try to do as little activity as possible."

Listening to Vidya's words, Beitang Yaori slightly curved his mouth again.

"why are you laughing?"

"It's nothing." Beitang Yaori stood up with difficulty, moved his arms a little, his muscular body was wrapped obliquely from the shoulder blades with bandages, and there was a kind of wild shock.

"I didn't expect you to do such a thing."

"..."

I don't know that Beitang Yaori's ordinary words touched Vidya's sensitive nerves.

Her eyes dimmed slightly, and her little hand subconsciously caressed her lower abdomen wrapped in the skirt.

"I learned it myself."

Beitang Yaori's eyes wandered to the place where her little hands covered her lower abdomen, her black eyes were slightly deep.

"Have you ever hurt your lower abdomen?"

"Yeah." Vidya nodded slightly: "There is a very long scar. Anand said that I was seriously injured here before, and it was a wound left after suturing."

"Let me see."

"No, don't." Vidya blushed and turned her head.

Grabbing her arm, Beitang Yaori pulled her who was about to leave, and his big palm directly grabbed the sari around her waist naturally and unceremoniously, and pulled it lightly.

Under the lower abdomen, where the white underwear was still covering, there was a palm-long scar. Although it was flat, it could be seen how fierce the wound was.