Thinking so in his heart, Mo Junyi's gaze swept away, and then fell on the ankle that the young man had been covering with his hand.

Seeing this, Mo Junyi's deep bloody eyes flickered slightly, and then, he bent down slightly and squatted down.

The big hand with distinct bones gently fell towards Yuanbao's injured ankle.

"Hiss, painful ......"

was held by Mo Junyi's ankle, Yuan Bao couldn't help it, and suddenly exclaimed, and planned to pull his ankle out of Mo Junyi's palm.

Before she could act, the man's low and majestic voice sounded from in front of her.

"If you know the pain, don't move."

Mo Junyi spoke, although his voice was soft, but with an irresistible majesty.

Hearing this, Yuan Bao just flattened his mouth aggrievedly, and although he was angry, he didn't dare to act rashly.

After all, now, her foot is really painful, and I don't know if it's twisted.

If it really breaks, will it become lame in the future?

Thinking of this, Yuan Bao immediately panicked.

Although Yuan Bao didn't speak, someone, like a roundworm in her stomach, opened her thin lips slightly, and said softly.

"It's just an ordinary dislocation, just press it back."

Mo Junyi spoke, his voice steady.

Hearing this, Yuanbao's originally flustered heart calmed down.

Whew, fortunately, it's just an ordinary dislocation, she thought it was twisted!

It's just that if you dislocate, it's also painful.

Thinking of this, Yuanbao's eyebrows twisted up again.

Looking at Yuanbao's look of fear of pain, Mo Junyi just snorted lightly.

"If you're so afraid of pain, why can't you walk beautifully?"

Mo Junyi spoke, and in his tone, there was a little annoyance and blame.

Because, this teenager is always frizzy, which is really unreassuring.

Compared with Mo Junyi, who was full of anger and blame, when Yuan Bao heard this, the anger that was originally suppressed back was even more 'poof', and it surged into his heart again.

With round tearful eyes, hands on his waist, and the gaze of the ingots falling on Mo Junyi's body was full of anger that could not be concealed.

"Your Highness, I've been injured like this, are you still blaming me? Besides, if His Highness hadn't suddenly gotten angry and walked so fast, wouldn't I have seen clearly that the road was tripped over by the roots? ”

Yuan Bao spoke, looking like a settling account after the autumn.

After all, she was just too angry.

This Mo Junyi, is he still unreasonable?

Obviously, he has a moody temperament, and every time he says this, he gets angry when he says it, without warning, which is really unguardable.

Now, he is still accusing her? How unreasonable!

Compared with his hands on his waist, his eyes were round, and he looked like an angry bird-like ingot, Mo Junyi heard this, and his eyebrows were also twisted.

"The reason why this king is angry is not because of ......"

"Because of what!? Your Highness, you said! ”

Seeing that Mo Junyi suddenly paused, not speaking, Yuan Bao couldn't help but open his mouth to urge.

Because, she was really curious, what was Mo Junyi angry about just now.

After all, she thought about it for so long, and she couldn't think of the sentence just now that made this man unhappy.

Compared with the ingots with a suspicious, curious and annoyed face, Mo Jun Yijun's face was embarrassed, and for a while, he couldn't say a word.

yes, what was he angry about? What is there for him to be angry about?

Even if this teenager really likes to chase the wind, so what? What is he doing?