Princess, the lord has come to beg for marriage again!

Chapter 439 Do you want to paint on my back?

Chapter 439 Do you want to paint on my back?

In order to leave this cave, Dugu Moyu and Baili Qingyi went up to investigate every day during the day, looking for a feasible rock climbing route.

After this period of hard work, the route has been found, but the two of them looked extremely embarrassed.

There is only the same set of clothes on the left and right. If it weren't for the water in the cave, I would have become a savage.

When Dugu Moyu heard this, the expression on his face was very complicated.

When I think of leaving here soon, I feel happy and sad at the same time.

The happy thing is that he can see his family, but the sad thing is that once he reaches the top of the cliff, he and Baili Qingyi will go their separate ways again.

They are destined to be enemies, and only in this small cave can they be lovers.

Baili Qingyi piled up the firewood he had made before, and lit the fire. At night, the cave was extremely cold.

At first Dugu Moyu wanted to hug her to keep warm, but she wanted to kick him away, and then she let him go.

Now every night, the two sleep in each other's arms, keeping each other warm, like two beasts licking each other's wounds.

If it weren't for the hostility of status, maybe they really are a pair of lovers, but they have admiration in their hearts but can't say it out of the country's feud.

Dugu Moyu thought about leaving tomorrow, maybe this would be their last night together, and felt sour inexplicably.

He hugged Baili Qingyi from behind, his fingertips sliding on her back.

"Is the whip on your back healed?"

Baili Qingyi's back stiffened, and even her breathing slowed down.

"Well, it should be fine."

Dugu Moyu frowned, sat up straight suddenly, and looked at her very seriously.

"Should? The scar cream I gave you, you won't be useless, right?"

Baili Tsing Yi had an inexplicable guilty conscience on her face, and was caught by him. She was not good at lying, so she held back for a long time before uttering a word.

"It's mainly because I'm too busy, because it doesn't hurt anymore, so I forget about it."

Hearing this, Dugu Moyu was so angry that the top of her head was about to smoke, wishing she could grab her by the collar and shake it a few times.

Is she a woman!How can you not care about yourself so much!

It is said that she is a woman, and she cares about her appearance, but why does this woman not care at all!

When Dugu Moyu thought that she didn't cherish herself, and that he risked his life to give her scar cream, the more she thought about it, the more angry she became.

The little flame in her heart ignited in a flash, and without saying a word, she bent down and began to pick off her clothes.

Baili Qingyi was frightened by his sudden action, grabbed his collar with both hands, and panicked like he couldn't bear the humiliation.

Seeing her expression, Dugu Moyu was so angry that he wanted to bite, bared his teeth, and glared at her viciously.

"In your heart, am I that kind of apprentice? If I wanted to do something to you, I would have done it long ago, and I wouldn't wait until now!"

Baili Qingyi blinked, thought for a while, and then let go of her hand.

Dugu Moyu snorted arrogantly, and began to pick off her clothes again.

He felt angry when she resisted just now.

Now that she didn't resist, and let him do whatever he wanted, he felt inexplicably shy again, and his ears turned red.

"You, you turn around, I, I just want to see your back injury."

Baili Tsingyi let out an expressionless "Oh" and turned around obediently.

Dugu Moyu secretly took a few deep breaths, then continued to pick off her clothes, and soon saw the welt marks on her back.

Looking at those scars, I was almost so angry.

"You woman is so irritating! How many times have I said this, how can you not care about your body so much! What a beautiful back, it's all ruined by these scars!"

Baili Qingyi felt that his back was a little chilly, but because of what he said, he was inexplicably guilty and dared not move.

After Dugu Moyu was exhausted, he regained his composure, his eyes rolled, and he suddenly thought of something.

He rushed to the side in a few steps, and slapped a pile of things on the ground, which were the things he carried with him when he fell off the cliff before.

After searching for a while, he walked over with a smile.

Baili Qingyi turned his head to take a look, his eyes flashed, and he asked curiously.

"What did you take?"

Dugu Moyu didn't answer her, but asked her a question instead.

"Have you ever seen a kind of flower called Zijinlan?"

Baili Qingyi shook her head.

Dugu Moyu thought for a while, then spoke again.

"Oh, maybe Zijinlan only bloomed in our Great Xia Dynasty. It's normal if you haven't seen it, but do you know that Zijinlan also has a nice nickname."

At this point, he stopped abruptly and didn't say anything further, obviously waiting for her to ask.

Baili Qingyi was very cooperative and asked a question.

"What alias?"

Dugu Moyu took out a Zihao, got some water from a small puddle in the cave, put the Zihao in it and touched it.

"The alias of Zijinlan is called Red Faced General, because the flowers and leaves grow very long, like the welts on your back, but the inside is red, so maybe it got its name."

Having said that, he dug out another white porcelain bottle and dipped Zihao in it a few times.

"When I saw you for the first time on the battlefield, I thought of Zijinlan, and I felt that it was inexplicably suitable for you. You are the red-faced general. You always have a sullen face, no smile, sitting on a horse in armor, He looks like a red-faced general."

Baili Tsingyi was confused when he heard this, but an inexplicable thought popped into his mind, is he praising me?

"Why did you suddenly mention Zijinlan?"

Just after asking this sentence, there was a sudden chill on the back, and it was slightly itchy.

Baili Qingyi couldn't help twisting her body, frowning slightly, and wanted to turn her head, but he held her shoulder.

"You don't move."

Baili Qingyi's whole body was itchy, as if someone had scratched it, and couldn't help laughing.

"What are you doing? What's on my back?"

The corner of Dugu Moyu's mouth curled up, and he handed the white jade porcelain bottle in front of her.

"Do you know what this is?"

Baili Tsing Yi looked down, then lowered his head and smelled it, except for a faint fragrance, there was nothing special about it.

"what is this?"

Dugu Moyu narrowed her peach-blossom pupils, and smiled like a fox, her eyes filled with a faint light.

"This is a kind of pigment, which is prepared by a special method. It is colorful and fragrant, but it is more like a balm cream than a pigment."

Baili Qingyi was even more confused, if he applied scar cream on her back, she would still understand, but what kind of paint did he suddenly use?
"What the hell are you doing?"

Dugu Moyu held Zihao in her hand, dipped some paint from the white porcelain bottle on the tip of the pen, and traced along the texture of the welt on her back.

"This kind of pigment is very special. If it falls on the skin, it will not fade for several months after being fused by body temperature."

Baili Qingyi's back felt cold again, and he couldn't help but tremble again, but he also figured out what he wanted to do, and his eyes widened in surprise.

"You want to paint on my back?"

(End of this chapter)