Yang Mo looked at Xiao Que's expression, blinked his eyes and looked at his heart for a while, saying that he shouldn't have provoked this young master, right?

But now lying in Xiao Que's arms, still rolling in the mud, Yang Mo calmly wiped the muddy water on his hand on Xiao Que's body.

Xiao Que had a cold face and didn't say anything, which made Yang Mo feel a little scared?

"Young Master," Yang Mo looked up at him with his arms crossed, "Why is this expression, someone has provoked you?" ”

Xiao Que said in his heart, isn't it, especially you, you can really make me unhappy.

Yang Moo's expression was normal, not a joke at all.

Yang Mo actually laughed in his heart a long time ago, and said in his heart that a person who pretends like this, how can he remove his mask layer by layer?

Xiao Que stared at her intently, but unexpectedly caught a glimpse of Yang Moo's casual smile.

"If you're hurt, don't say a word, who taught you." Xiao Que said lightly: "Yang Mao, are you ......?"

The first half of the sentence looked normal, and the second half of the sentence Xiao Que was already trying to press down the fire, but this half sentence was a little wrong, Xiao Que frowned, and did not continue.

Yang Mo could see it, "It's just that I fell into the mud, what kind of injury, I'm not like you, I fell and lay on the bed for more than half a month and almost a month, I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I am strong." ”

Xiao Que: "......"

Xiao Que was almost laughed at by Yang Mo, and he didn't follow her to be poor, and strode home with Yang Mo in his arms.

When Xiao Que came out, the door was not closed, and the rain splashed into the room, wetting the bamboo chair near the door. Xiao Que had a fire in his heart, and he was still very gentle, so he took a cushion for Yang Mo and threw him on a bamboo chair to sit on, while he went to the kitchen to prepare a bowl of ginger soup for Yang Mao.

Yang Moxin said that she didn't have a broken leg, but her arm was twisted, and now it is not red or swollen, and it is not even as painful as just now, I really don't know Xiao Que...... Did Xiao Que peek at her treasured script?

Tut-tut, depraved!

Yang Mo was covered in mud and the clean mat quickly stained her, but Yang Mo also fell asleep quickly, after all, she didn't have much rest all night.

When Xiao Que came in with ginger soup, Xiao Yangqian was sleeping soundly.

There was still hot water boiling on the stove, which was the water that Xiao Que prepared to use to bathe Yang Mo, and no one could look at it when he was dirty.

Xiao Que stood quietly beside Yang Mo and looked at her for a while, snorted lightly, and then hugged the person horizontally.

Yang Mo is not as "strong" as she looks, which is also what Xiao Que found out after picking it up.

Yang Mo is very light and has a thin skeleton, but it should ...... Ahem, Xiao Que calmly threw Yang Mo into the bath bucket, and then brought a basin of hot water.

"Don't move, I'll wash the mud off your hair," Yang Mo woke up when her feet touched the water, and struggled a little in a hazy way, but was quickly calmed down by Xiao Que, and now sitting in the bathtub, she is also half-asleep, "I know you are sleepy, although you can't open your eyes, but your consciousness is still there, then you just listen to me and have fun." ”

As soon as Yang Mo heard this, he didn't feel at ease and slept boldly, waiting to do something, so that he cut off his three thousand green silk in a fit of anger?

Then I have to fall asleep and cut it, first, I don't feel distressed, and second, I have a reason to beat Xiao Que and keep him for a few more days.

Yang Mao, who was tense in the bathtub, relaxed and soon fell asleep deeply.