Take your hand and I'll tell you the purpose of taking you to country R. ”

He didn't like to look at bloody wounds because...... Very unaesthetically pleasing!

Listening to the man's voice, Lin Nanxun was stunned, and after hesitantly looking at the other party a few times, he stretched out his hands.

Seeing her stretch out her hand, Mo Chuan picked up the medicine he had just taken out and began to treat her wounds.

When the medicine touched his wrist, Lin Nanxun gasped in pain and exclaimed.

"Hurt ......"

Mo Chuan just raised his eyes and glanced at her casually, and then said unhurriedly.

"Of course it hurts."

Lin Nanxun was stunned by the expression on his little face, and then whispered to him.

"Can you tap it then......"

The girl's words made the man's face a little more helpless.

"I'm light enough."

There is a saying in country C that women are made of water, but he feels that the woman in front of him seems to be a little more delicate than that made of water, and he is already so light, she still feels pain......

The man's voice fell, and there was another pain in Lin Nanxun's wrist, and she took a breath.

"It doesn't hurt at all when the badass bandages my wounds."

Although she hadn't seen her for a while, she really wanted to be a bad guy now.

Hearing her mention Shen Hanzhi, the expression on Mo Chuan's face changed, and the face of the demon suddenly became a little more serious, and he took out all the gentleness of this life, tried to light the movements in his hands, and was secretly competing.

After a long time, Mo Chuan helped her clean up the wound, and after applying the medicine, she wrapped it in white gauze, and it was not until the gauze was tied that Mo Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Honey, are you satisfied?" A seductive smile appeared on the face of the demon, and the man's voice was full of ambiguity.

The man's words sounded, but Lin Nanxun was stunned for a moment, and raised his face in some surprise to look at the man who called her 'dear' just now.

After being stunned for a few seconds, she couldn't help but say something.

"Perverted."

The expression on his little face was as disgusting as if he had eaten a fly.

She didn't know him well, but he called her dear, either a pervert or a hooligan.

"......" heard this title again, and Mo Chuan's face also changed.

remembered that the last time he was in the wooden house, he was framed and tied in women's clothes and had no choice but to turn to her for help, and this little girl also humiliated him like that.

His future wife seemed to have some misunderstanding about her.

Thinking about it, Mo Chuan restrained the immodest look on his face and explained to her seriously again.

"I'm not a pervert."

But after he finished speaking, the girl's face was full of distrust, and she subconsciously leaned towards the car door again, trying to keep the greatest distance from him.

Mo Chuan was a little speechless for a while.

She seems to be real...... I dislike him.

Mo Chuan leaned back in his seat, his burgundy shirt was unbuttoned twice, his chest was wide open, looking at the girl in front of him, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and try his best to keep himself calm.

He can't scare his future wife.

After a long time, Mo Chuan calmed down before he showed a smile to the girl next to him.

"It doesn't matter if you don't like that title, let's change it."

Speaking of this, he suddenly leaned down and lowered his head to approach the girl, his demonic face was extremely ambiguous......

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