"I'll give you hot soup."

Mu Chu Di came back early, so he cooked some warm soup.

Walk into the kitchen quickly. The soup is warm all the time. You can drink it when the spoon comes out.

Mu Chu Di came to the sofa with a bowl and put it on the table.

"Mr. Huo, it's warm. You can drink it."

Dark bright eyes in the light, more and more shining.

It's hard to refuse the desire of the eyeground.

Huo Xiao glances at the dark medicated food. It's not strange. Mu Chudi goes to the riverside dream court to make it through for him several times.

Although this kind of medicated food smells bad, it's very comfortable to drink the stomach.

Pick up and drink without hesitation.

Huo Xiao's sleeves are rolled up, revealing his strong arms and graceful lines, which contain strength.

At the wrist, a red bloodstain breaks this aesthetic feeling.

Sure enough, I was hurt!

Mu Chu Di opened the drawer of the table and took out the first aid supplies he bought in the hospital during the day.

See Huo Xiao has finished soup, stretched out a small hand, "Huo total, hand."

Put down bowl son, see Mu Chu flute stretched out hand to come over, pulled his hand past.

Soon, a cold tingling came from the wrist.

"Disinfection may have a little pain. Bear it."

Mu Chu Di is drooping her eyes. She habitually exhorts, but forgets that Huo Xiao is in front of her. He is a man who is tolerant and cruel. Such a little pain is not in his eyes.

Coated with iodine, Xiaolian is very serious and seems to be doing some important experiment.

He didn't feel any pain.

I only felt the weak and boneless hands on the back of my hands, and I thought about the joy that these hands had brought to him. I felt vaguely.

Mu Chu Di only gives Huo Xiao medicine, and doesn't notice the man's blazing change.

After disinfection, Yunnan Baiyao was applied, and then gauze was used to wrap it. When everything was finished, mu Chudi bent his mouth contentedly.

"Return the favor?"

She is so clever now, as she said, is it all for the sake of return?

Mu Chu Di was stunned for a moment. At that time, she just pulled an excuse casually. Unexpectedly, Huo Xiao remembered it.

Think about it, this excuse seems to be very useful, can cover up all her feelings should not have.

Mu Chu Di nodded, eh.

Long eyelashes hang down, covering the bottom of the eye.

Suddenly, a force pushed her on the sofa.

The pillow is between the waist and the buttocks, so the private place is close to the past.

Her jaw was pinched, as if with a sense of punishment, her face was raised, and the man's sharp eyes were full of aggression, which made her subconsciously want to escape.

Lip, only half finger apart.

Ambiguities surround us.