Chapter 128

Ouyang Ye's voice is never soft: "I'll take you to the hospital to treat the wound, and then we'll go home, OK?"

Luo small pull his sleeve, again: "I don't want to go to the hospital, I want to go home, my body is OK."

Luo Xiaoxiao stares at his eyes and repeats word by word again: "I want to go home."

Ouyang Ye was silent for a moment and sighed: "OK."

The car turns around and goes to Ouyang Ye's house.

Ouyang Ye puts Luo Xiaoxiao on the bed and puts the bath water back for her. Luo Xiaoxiao still keeps the posture of leaving. His eyes are empty and he looks into the void.

Ouyang Ye is scared by her wandering appearance. She was called twice in a hurry.

Luo Xiaoxiao suddenly turns his head. After seeing that it's Ouyang ye, he obviously relaxes: "president."

"I put the bath water for you. Why don't you take a bath first?" Ouyang Ye didn't miss the fragility on her face when she suddenly turned back, but he didn't say anything.

Luo Xiaoxiao grinned and nodded.

Sitting in the bathtub with just the right temperature, Luo Xiao's tight body finally relaxed.

She stayed in the bathroom for nearly an hour. Just as Ouyang Ye was about to break in, she finally pushed the door open and came out.

"Don't worry, president. I'll be fine." Luo Xiaoxiao, as before, gave him a bright smile.

Ouyang Ye's eyes are full of heartache.

"I'll give you the medicine." After a moment's silence, Ouyang Ye opens his mouth hoarsely.

"Well, hard work."

His hands are stained with ointment. Looking at the red and swollen stripes, Ouyang ye, who is used to the wind and waves, is standing in the same place.

At that time, Luo Xiaoxiao was half covered by his clothes and couldn't see clearly. Now he took off his clothes, and the scars on his arms and legs appeared in front of him like cobwebs.

At this moment, Ouyang ye only hates himself for stepping on that old immortal wrist!

"President." He didn't move for a long time, and his eyes had been fixed on his ugly scars. Luo was too careful to say what it was like, and his body was shaking.

He cares after all.

"I'll do it myself." She reached for the bottle.

Ouyang Ye easily avoided her hand. His voice was soft, like the spring breeze in March: "darling, I'll give you medicine."

Pick up the ointment, put it on the wound a little bit, and then bandage it up.

Ouyang Ye has never done such a thing, and his movements are inevitably clumsy, but Luo Xiaoxiao doesn't feel any pain from the beginning to the end.

"All right." After dressing the last wound on Luo Xiaoxiao's body, Ouyang Ye recites in his heart: 157.

157 whiplash marks.

Good.

He will soon whip a whip, also a lot of from that person back.

"Sleep first?" Ouyang ye asked.

Luo a little pause, nodded: "good."

Ouyang ye put a kiss on her forehead, then helped her lie down and covered her with a quilt: "I'll turn off the light."

"No!" Luo small pull him to step in the corner of the clothes, eyes still have panic: "don't turn off the light."

As soon as she closed her eyes, all she saw were the old man's naked eyes and ferocious smile.

As if the next moment, there will be a whip mercilessly fell on his body.

The fragility in her eyes is so real that it penetrates into Ouyang Ye's heart.

Ouyang Ye reaches out his hand and hugs her hard. His lips are close to her ears. He repeats over and over again quickly and firmly: "don't be afraid of me. It's OK. I'm here. It's OK. It's OK. It's ok..."

His hand is a little hard, Le's Luo small wound a stab, but Luo small feel, it is such pain, but let oneself feel in front of the person is real.

His embrace, his warmth, his breath, everything is real.

The hand of the body side also encircles his waist, dead embrace.

"Don't be afraid." Ouyang Ye soft voice way: "have me in, what matter all have no, peace of mind sleep, I accompany you at your side, you don't need to be afraid of anything."

Luo's small eyelashes trembled, slowly spitting out a "good" word.

Feeling the familiar breath around him, Luo Xiaoxiao closed his eyes, breathed a little bit, calmed down, and then gradually became smooth and long.

After Luo Xiaoxiao falls asleep, Ouyang Ye wants to change his posture. However, Luo Xiaoxiao grabs his hand as if he had caught the last straw.

Ouyang Ye sighs, and the sentimental kiss is gently burned between her still frowning brows.

Sorry, I didn't protect you.

He didn't take back his hand, but with this posture, he simply went to bed, with the other hand holding Luo Xiaoxiao firmly in his arms, becoming an absolutely protective posture and going to sleep together.Surrounded by the familiar atmosphere all the time, Luo Xiaoxiao felt that she was sleeping peacefully. She didn't open her eyes until the sun fell into the bed from the curtain she forgot to close last night.

The first thing that comes into view is Ouyang ye with a smile on his face.

With a faint smile on his face, Ouyang ye saw her open her eyes, bowed his head and gave her a kiss on the corner of her mouth. He said with a smile, "good morning."

"President, you didn't sleep?" As soon as the words came out, Luo Xiaoxiao found that his voice was just like that of a leaky bellows.

"Sleep for a while." Ouyang Ye has a playful smile on his face: "I know you like me, and you are reluctant to leave me for a moment, but now can you let me go and pour you a glass of water?"

"Ah?" Luo Xiaoxiao doesn't know why. His brain doesn't respond until it falls to one of his hands along with Ouyang Ye's eyes. Then he finds that he always holds his hand. He quickly releases his hand to watch him slowly withdraw his hand and carefully move his wrist.

"I had been Holding your hand like this? "

"Yes." Ouyang Ye moved a few times before he felt some sensation in his arm, which had poor blood circulation all night.

Luo small voice way: "you can completely shake off me."

"Little." Ouyang ye saw that she was obviously not self-confident. Knowing that she couldn't get over yesterday, he sighed and held her face in his hands. His eyes went straight into her heart: "yesterday's thing is my fault. It's because I didn't protect you. That's what happened. So, it's what I should do to make you feel at ease."

Luo small hang down eyes, cover the thoughts in the eyes, low should a: "Oh."

"Little." Ouyang Ye has some helplessness: "I have to believe that I have never felt guilty for you, but..."

Later, he did not know how to speak, so he simply expressed it with action.