Psychic Queen: Beware of ghosts in the harem

Chapter 415 What I Play Is Heartbeat 6
His face enlarged before his eyes and gradually became blurred.

It's dazzling, but you can't take your eyes off it.

Baitang's heartbeat became faster and faster, and it was as if he could hardly breathe.

It's like the sudden reduction of oxygen, and it can't absorb enough air no matter what, but it's a little dizzy.

His hand moved down from Baitang's chin, and suddenly tore off her clothes.

"Ah—" Caught off guard, Baitang yelled out loudly.

"What happened?"

The carriage stopped suddenly, and Li Xun Huan poked his head in.

At a glance, he saw Bai Tang who was pulling his clothes in a hurry, and Duan Tianling who frowning and said coldly to him.

Li Xunhuan's face was full of black lines, and he hurriedly continued driving.

Baitang gasped for breath, but he didn't let go of his hand.

"what are you doing?"

Not wanting to make any more noise, Baitang just stared at him fiercely and lowered his voice.

Without making a sound, Duan Tianling took her self-protecting hand away, and lifted the clothes on her chest again to stop the wound.

Those were three blood marks drawn horizontally, and the blood had solidified.

There were still traces of dried blood on the snow-white skin.

He didn't lift his clothes down further, Bai Tang felt relieved and looked down.

"Will this scar stay forever?"

Duan Tianling's hand touched it lightly, and even touched a little blood.

"Does it hurt?"

Baitang still used his hands to protect the lower part, at most only the part of the wound was exposed.

She nodded slowly, "It hurts."

"It doesn't look poisonous, but it's too sharp. Apply some ointment later." His eyes looked at the bloody scar.

Baitang hurriedly said: "I paint it myself."

Duan Tianling glanced at her lightly, "Of course it's you."

Baitang lowered his head, and after a while murmured again: "Is there any medicine that can make the scar disappear, the scar is too ugly."

He looked at Baitang, the corners of his mouth raised a little, and his eyes looked a little scrutinized.

"The scar in this place is inside the clothes, and you can't see it if you don't pay attention. Are you afraid that someone will find it ugly?"

Baitang took his hand away and wrapped the clothes again.

"As a girl, who would want to have scars on their body, and do they need to show it to others?"

(End of this chapter)