Fast wearing witch code

Chapter 367
I don't know how long the other party massaged her.

The soreness on the shoulder had already been relieved, and feeling that the people behind him didn't want to stop, Man Luo curled his lips and said in a soft voice, "Thank you, Ansair, the pain is gone."

As her words fell, the hands behind her stopped obediently, but Ansair did not respond immediately as before.

At this moment, Man Luo suddenly turned her head. Her movement was very abrupt, so fast that Ansair had not had time to restrain the look in her eyes.

The dark and turbulent emotions were caught by Manro.

Man Luo didn't seem to notice it, she turned her eyes away naturally, her eyes moved down to Ansair's chest, and her tone was innocent: "Then it's a courtesy, let me look at the injury for you."

With that said, Man Luo turned around and began to peel off the clothes on An Siai's upper body.

Perhaps surprised by Manro's actions, Ansair didn't respond for a while, until the girl had taken off her black coat, Ansair finally came back to his senses, and he grabbed Manro's slender arm suddenly: "Miss Lucia!"

Hearing the emotions revealed by the boy, Manro secretly raised a nasty smile.

She didn't think about anything else, she just wanted to tease the boy.

After all, since seeing him today, he has always looked calm and gentle.

This made her really want to uncover the calm surface and take a good look at what kind of emotions he was trying to hide.

After struggling a few times, I found that I couldn't get rid of the boy's hand.

Man Luo, who lowered her head, adjusted her emotions, and when she looked up again, her eyes were already full of tears: "It hurts."

A soft word made the young man let go of his hand very quickly.

Narrowness flashed across Man Luo's eyes, and he unknowingly unbuttoned the boy's shirt immediately.

Seeing that the girl had already started to peel off his close-fitting shirt, Ansair's forehead twitched, and he quickly held the girl's hand in his, and his tone became a little more serious: "Miss Lucia, you don't need to look at it, three months. My injuries have already healed."

Although he knew that the girl in front of him was only nine years old, Ansair still felt a strong sense of shame when she reached out to take off her clothes.

Especially when the girl stared at him with those pure and clear eyes, Ansair always felt a very faint sense of guilt, which was inexplicable.Obviously, when the girl looked at his wounds before, he could take it calmly.

But now, something seems to have changed.

On the other side, Man Luo was still restless trying to break free from the boy, she insisted: "It's just to see the wound, I saw it three months ago."

Feeling that the young man didn't let go of her intentions, Man Luo stared suddenly, with a serious look on his immature face: "Ansair, didn't you say you are my deacon? Do I want to see None of your wounds will do."

A drop of tear fell on the back of the boy's hand suddenly, and Ansair froze instantly.

The girl's voice has turned into a crying tone: "I just want to see your injury, if it's not for worry, I won't..."

After three months of training, Ansair thought he could perfectly control his emotions, but when he saw the girl crying, all his calmness was broken.

Feeling at a loss as to wipe away the girl's tears, Ansair sighed compromisingly: "Okay, let me show you, miss, don't cry."

He coaxed softly, and under Manro's teary eyes, he began to slowly unbutton his shirt.

　Companion: Why do you have to ask him to take off his clothes.

　　Manro: Seductive.

　　Companion: He is only 12 years old!
　　Manro: I'm only nine years old~
　　Companion: Beast!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)