Super Student's Three-realms Army

Zhang Xiaofann said with an innocent face.    

Hearing Zhang Xiaofann's words, Luo Yurou also threw out a pillow from the quilt and waved it at Zhang Xiaofann. Her voice trembled as she said.    

"Hurry up and turn around!"    

Seeing that, Zhang Xiaofann took the opportunity to catch the pillow Luo Yurou threw out. He could not help but reveal a bitter smile on his face and said.    

"Alright …" "Alright …" "Alright …"    

"If you want me to turn around, then I'll turn around …"    

Hearing that, Luo Yurou also tiptoed and slightly lifted the blanket to reveal a small gap. She secretly glanced in the direction where Zhang Xiaofann was.    

After confirming that Zhang Xiaofann had indeed turned around, she carefully stuck her handkerchief into her hospital gown and began to gently wipe her body.    

However, just this simple wipe caused Luo Yurou to deeply feel that the handkerchief in her hand was like Zhang Xiaofann's pair of big hands, gently caressing her skin. This caused Luo Yurou to shiver all over.    

This feeling was truly something that could only be understood and not conveyed. It was truly wonderful …    

However, just as Luo Yurou was reminiscing about the beauty of the scene, she heard Zhang Xiaofann's dry cough coming from outside the blanket.    

"I say, Yurou, are you done wiping? It has been half an hour. Don't dawdle for too long. The evil of the body is not a joke!"    

Hearing Zhang Xiaofann's words, Luo Yurou's heart trembled. She quickly pulled out the handkerchief from her front and threw it at Zhang Xiaofann.    

"What are you rushing for? I have wiped it long ago …"    

Hearing that, Zhang Xiaofann did not even turn his head around. He raised his hand and grabbed behind him.    

The moment he grabbed the handkerchief, he could clearly feel a warm and moist feeling.    

At the same time, Zhang Xiaofann's heart couldn't help but thump. He thought to himself.    

"This …"    

"This seems to be the handkerchief that Luo Yurou used to wipe her chest …"    

Indeed, Zhang Xiaofann's love for Zhao Ying'er was extremely deep. His feelings for her had never wavered from the beginning to the end.    

However, even if his cultivation was deep and his strength was strong, he was unable to jump out of this person's emotions.    

People's hearts were made of flesh, let alone Luo Yurou, who had sacrificed so much for him. No matter how indifferent and heartless he was, he couldn't help but be moved at this moment.    

At that moment, Zhang Xiaofann suddenly felt that the handkerchief in his hand seemed to be faintly fragrant. A faint fragrance that belonged to a virgin seemed to have grown wings, drilling into Zhang Xiaofann's nose.    

For a moment, the surrounding fragrance surged, making people unable to help but feel restless.    

On the other hand, Luo Yurou, at the moment when she threw the handkerchief out, also realized the sensitivity and ambiguity of this sensitive point.    

At first, she was so embarrassed that she retracted her entire head into the blanket …