It suddenly went dark in front of me, and Mo Yiming raised his hand to cover my eyes. The slightly cool and flexible tongue of the pen www.biquge.info immediately invaded my mouth and plundered the ......

Eager and fanatical!

I don't know how long it took for Mo Yiming to let go of my lips and asked unsteadily, "Is it sweet?"

"It's not sweet!" I glanced at him, I don't know if it's a psychological effect, or if it's really because of the kiss just now, the bitter taste in my mouth is indeed much better.

He smiled playfully and put his arm around my waist......

"Hiss~" His hand accidentally touched my back, and I gasped in pain.

"Injured?" Mo Yiming pressed my shoulder, turned me around, and looked nervously at the wound on my back: "It's injured like this, don't you know what to say?"

Mo Yiming glared at me, his tone was reproachful, and his cold gaze shot at Fu Tingting on the side.

Fu Tingting waved her hand nervously and explained: "No, it's none of my business, it's ......"

"Get out!" Mo Yi coldly spat out two words, obviously a little impatient.

"You...... Do you want to drive me away?" Fu Tingting looked at Mo Yiming in a daze, two lines of tears flowed down without warning, and looked at Mo Yiming with a sad face: "Since you hate me so much, I ...... I don't bother you anymore......"

Fu Tingting glanced at Mo Yiming reluctantly, took out a sharp dagger from her sleeve, and aimed it at her heart: "You have to take care of yourself......"

I glanced at her, not worried that this woman would actually kill herself. If she really wanted to die, she wouldn't be so long-winded, and her hand holding the knife wouldn't tremble.

I looked up at Mo Yiming, just in front of his gaze. Mo Yi ...... Will it stop her?

"Master, thank you for rescuing me from the sarcophagus. My life was yours, now ...... Give it back to you. Fu Tingting said, raised the dagger in her hand and aimed it at her heart......

I looked at Mo Yiming, but Yu Guang kept paying attention to the movements of Fu Tingting's hands.

But...... After a long time, the knife in her hand still did not fall, and she looked at Mo Yiming with an affectionate face.

"Go home, right?" Mo Yiming raised his hand and gently pinned the broken hair on my forehead behind his ear, completely ignoring Fu Tingting, avoiding the wound on his back and picking me up.

When I returned to my grandfather's house, my grandfather saw me in Mo Yiming's arms, and immediately greeted me and asked nervously, "Ge'er, what's wrong?"

"It's fine. I smiled and asked Mo Yiming to put me down: "It's just a little bruised, it's not in the way." ”

Grandpa walked around behind me and said with an exaggerated face, "What a bruise, the clothes on my back are stained red with blood, go into the house." ”

Grandpa pushed me into the house and said to Mo Yiming, "Come with me and get the medicine." ”

Mo Yiming nodded and followed his grandfather away.

After a while, he walked in with a basin of hot water, closed the door, helped me to the edge of the bed and sat down, took out a small porcelain bottle with his back to me, and poured the white powder from the porcelain bottle into the hot water: "Take off your clothes." ”

"The ......" has a lot of close contact, but ...... I still feel a little embarrassed. I'm not hypocritical, but I always feel weird in my heart: "It's better for me to do it myself, I ......"

"Can you reach the wound on your back?" Mo Yiming glared back at me, and continued to stir the hot water in the basin: "Still stunned, are you going to let me help you take it off?"

Forget it, it's better to let him take it off himself.

After hesitating for a moment, he gritted his teeth and unbuttoned his shirt, but half of the order was stuck.

It hurts......

The arm movement is a little bigger, and it pulls the wound on the back. I clearly felt that some of the freshly coagulated blood was cracking......