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Chapter 85 I Married the Prince Regent After Dressing Up as a Man (14)
Huai Li picked one and fed it to Huo Jue's mouth.

Huo Jue glanced at her, his bright red lips parted slightly.

Huai Li pushed the candied fruit in, and the tip of his tongue curled around her finger, and he even licked it.

"..." It's a foul.

The sweetness of the candied fruit diluted the bitterness, and Huo Jue's expression relaxed a lot.

With candied fruit in his mouth, Huo Jue said vaguely, "This king wants more."

A sick person is really like a child.

Huai Li stuffed several candied fruit into his mouth, and his mouth was bulging.

Just like a little hamster hoarding grain.

There was no bitter taste in his mouth, so Huo Jue was willing to stop talking.

Huo Jue smelled the smell on his body, and frowned: "This king is sweating all over, and I want to change into clean clothes."

Huai Li: "I'll have someone prepare it."

Not long after, An Yi brought in a pot of hot water.

Clean clothes are ready.

Taking a dark look at Huai Li, he asked Huo Jue hesitantly, "My lord, do you need someone to wipe your body?"

"No, let's go down." Huo Jue drawled his tone and replied lazily.

Huai Li has been sitting like a wooden sculpture, showing no intention of moving.

Huo Jue's eyes fell on her: "You help me wipe my body."

Huai Li: "???"

Didn't you need someone to wait on you just now?

Huo Jue seemed to know what Huai Li was thinking, "Only you can see this king's body."

"..." Actually, you don't have to be so masculine.

In the end, Huai Li agreed under the temptation of someone's hard work and beauty.
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Huo Jue Subai slowly undid his belt with his fingers, and took off the snow-colored pajamas.

Huai Li took a quick glance, but before he could see clearly, he got down on the ground.

Huai Li put the clean handkerchief in a hot water basin and wrung it dry, then rubbed it on Huo Jue's back.

Huo Jue was lying on the pillow, stroking his back and forth with a pair of small hands with peace of mind, inevitably a little bit flustered.

After wiping Huo Jue's back, Huai Li hesitated how to turn the man over.

Unexpectedly, Huo Jue looked like he had eyes on his back. Before she could speak, he turned over and let her wipe it.

The visual impact brought by the front is greater, and the abdomen and upper body are reflected in Huai Li's eyes in such a majestic manner.

Huai Li looked slowly inch by inch, from bottom to top - chest, Adam's apple, chin, eyebrows...

She touched her nose and felt that the nosebleed was about to come out... It must be because she has been too angry recently.

The man's skin is as white as jade, not thin and in vain, and not as weak as she imagined. His texture is smooth and moderate, neither exaggerated nor rough.

Coupled with that astonishing face, it is so perfect that people can't pick out any flaws.

Huai Li forced herself to focus on the handkerchief to wipe his body.

Although she tried her best to avoid some sensitive parts, it was inevitable that she would touch...a little bit.

Huo Jue snorted, his body froze, and his long eyelashes trembled unconsciously.

Huai Li stopped and asked, "Are you all right?"

Huo Jue blushed: "It's okay."

What was exciting was not being touched, but who was touching him. He couldn't help but think wildly.

This time it was even more painful and joyful.

Huai Li saw a square old scar about two inches below Huo Jue's left collarbone.

I couldn't help but feel a stir in my heart, and thought to myself that if the wound was a bit more biased, it would have pierced into the heart, but I don't know who did it...

She covered it with her fingers and stroked it lightly: "When did you get this injury?"

Huo Jue thought for a while: "The injury I got while practicing martial arts."

The first emperor stabbed him in order to seize the throne.

He was the youngest brother of the first emperor and the only one who survived.

I don't want to tell her about the dispute over the emperor's family.

(End of this chapter)