The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

But the blood on his hands made him quickly want to withdraw, fearing that Luo Liyan's wounds would be soiled.

"Are you stupid?" Luo Liyan's beautiful eyebrows suddenly formed into two hills. She grabbed Yuchi Che's injured palm distressedly and blew on it gently.

That familiar movement and familiar tone made Yuchi Che feel like his heart was being stabbed with a knife.

The exact same appearance, unique body fragrance, and the same love and behavior as before, all revealed that the woman in her eyes, who had not changed in any way for twelve years, was the beloved she kept deep in her heart and could not touch.

He didn't need to confirm it at all.

Since there are things she doesn't want to admit, there must be her reasons. She doesn't need to force her, and she has the ability to get the answers from other places.

"You should hurry up and call the doctor!" Luo Liyan couldn't help but growl when she saw that Yuchiche's eyebrows were slightly furrowed and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The most troublesome thing is when the crumbs are embedded in the flesh. When they are picked out one by one, it will hurt him to death.

"I'm fine, but it's your face..." Yuchiche came back to his senses, his eyes full of distress and self-blame, but he didn't dare to say any more.

"What's wrong with my face?" Luo Liyan stupidly stretched out her hand to touch her face, but Yuchi Che grabbed her wrist and yelled into the air.

"Why don't you go to the imperial doctor's office quickly and invite Dr. Li?"

Luo Liyan frowned, looking at his nervous and guilty look, and then slowly began to feel a slight tingling sensation on her face.

"You couldn't have disfigured me, right?" Her eyes widened in shock.

In fact, Luo Liyan was not angry, but rather lamented that she had rough lines and didn't even feel a bit when she was injured.

Could it be that it was just a scratch the size of a sesame seed or a mung bean, and Yu Chiche would become confused if he cared about it, so he made a fuss out of it?

"Don't worry, I won't let you be disfigured." Yuchi Che grabbed Luo Liyan's hand, put it to his lips, kissed her gently, and then hugged her up.

The water-soaked clothes clung to her body, revealing every curve.

Yuchi Che flipped his palm, hooked his fingers slightly, and the cloak placed on the soft couch aside quickly flew over and covered Luo Liyan's body.

"What the hell!" Luo Liyan's cherry-red mouth opened slightly and she let out an incredible scream.

Yuchi Che staggered and looked at the little man in his arms with a faint look, feeling quite helpless.

"It's just some ordinary kung fu."

If she can be called a ghost like this, then her appearance has not changed in the past twelve years...

Is it a ghost?

Is it a demon?

Or a god?

But no matter what she was, in Yuchiche's heart, she was just the untouchable inseparable figure in his life that he had loved for twelve years.

"Then are there really rivers and lakes in this world?" Seeing that Yuchi Che finally stopped worrying about his identity, Luo Liyan relaxed and her calves were dangling leisurely in the air.

"Yes, do you like it?" Yuchiche's cold voice was filled with imperceptible tenderness and endearment.

Before Luo Liyan could speak, he saw the fireworks blooming in her starry eyes.

"Since you like it, after the wedding, I will take the time to take you to see this triennial martial arts conference."

Hearing his words, Luo Liyan's face froze slightly, and a little blush appeared at the base of her ears.