Chapter 11: Lingering

"Don't think about it, I can cure you." Mi Zhichan said steadily.

Chu Lichuan smiled bitterly: "I was born to be a burden, the emperor...... Ahem...... After my grandmother left, no one cared for me anymore, maybe I should have died a long time ago, and I would have been clean! ”

He has always been vigilant, but for some reason he unconsciously relaxed in front of her, and almost told the real reason.

His loss made Mi Zhichan very worried, it turned out that such a powerful person also had such a down-and-out time.

"In the future, we will depend on each other, okay?"

Mi Zhichan felt that she was impulsive.

But the moment she said it, she felt that this was what she wanted.

People must have faith in life, not only Chu Lichuan needs, but she also wants to find a sustenance for herself.

In her previous life, she had a very smooth life, and in this life she wants to change her way of life and make her life alive.

Chu Lichuan was stunned, his parents couldn't be trusted, could he trust her?

His hesitation lasted only a second, and then he sank into her crystal black eyes, and he knew that from this moment on, he could no longer control his heart.

From now on, she was the only person he had to protect with his life.

Even if she was hypocritical, he admitted it.

The reason is very simple, his life is dark, and she is the only one who is bright.

Mi Zhichan patted him on the shoulder: "We are all poor babies who don't hurt our father and don't love our mother, you are not allowed to leave me." ”

"Okay."

Chu Lichuan nodded solemnly.

Even if he survives, he still lives with a dead face.

Mi Zhichan smiled with satisfaction, and then lifted Chu Lichuan's quilt again.

Because of the change in feelings, Chu Lichuan was even more embarrassed: "I'll clean up by myself." ”

I like someone and always want to bring out the best in me.

"Don't move, you're mine now, I'll have the final say." Mi Zhichan's answer was very domineering, but it was like a warm current, ironing the sad and wounded heart.

The conditions are too simple, Mi Zhichan can only use a handkerchief to wipe off the dirt on the wound, and the follow-up treatment can only wait for dawn to find a way.

It was already warm in the house by this time.

Mi Zhichan found bath beans from the closet, clothes and towels, washbasins, foot basins and bathtubs.

It can be seen that Chu Lichuan is a clean-loving person, but he was sloppy when no one took care of him after he got sick.

This made Mi Zhichan very satisfied.

She is a bit of a cleanliness fetish, if she doesn't love cleanliness, she can't bear it for a day, and it's nonsense to stay together all her life.

"You get on the bedside."

Mi Zhichan scooped some hot water into the washbasin, mixed it with cold water, and made sure that the water temperature was right before squatting at the head of the bed to help him wash his hair.

It was the first time she had done the work of serving someone, and her movements were inevitably clumsy, either pulling his hair, splashing water everywhere, and scratching his neck with a bloody hand.

But from beginning to end, there was a shallow smile on the corner of Chu Lichuan's mouth.

He just wished she could move a little slower, a little slower.

He went to the battlefield at the age of twelve, and for seven years, wounds and bleeding were commonplace, but it was the first time that he was cared for so gently and thoughtfully.

After washing his hair, he had to wipe his body, but Chu Lichuan only let Mi Zhichan wipe her back, and the rest insisted on coming by herself.

After all, I have to clean up the most private places, and let my daughter-in-law be embarrassed.

In order not to make his daughter-in-law feel that he was frivolous, he deliberately shrank into the quilt, but in this way, Mi Zhichan needed to carry the quilt to prevent the quilt from pressing into the wound.

Not... It's even more awkward.

Mi Zhichan really wants to tell him a fact, that is, he hides in the quilt and pouts his ass to wipe it, which is more likely to make people think about it.

Because he shrugged and shrugged, he was 99 percent similar to a certain harmonious movement.

It's dirty...

Mi Zhichan shook her head and quickly drove out the messy pictures.

But his face was still so red that he could drip blood.

After wiping it again, the water in the basin was very muddy.

Mi Zhichan changed a basin of water and asked him to continue wiping.

Chu Lichuan glanced at Mi Zhichan resentfully: "I have a good brother, can I ask him to help me tomorrow?" ”

"You smell so bad, I can't sleep." Mi Zhichan said truthfully.

She felt that it would be merciful for him to wipe it alone, and if it weren't for his injury, she would have to wash him in the bath.

Chu Lichuan could only twist the handkerchief and continue to wipe, which was much more serious than last time.

Although the process of wiping is a little embarrassing, it is much better than being disliked by his daughter-in-law, and he is not the only one who is embarrassed.

There is a daughter-in-law with her blushing.

finally got to Chu Lichuan to finish it, Mi Zhichan immediately went out with dirty water, which was quite like running away.

Outside, the cold wind was biting.

Mi Zhichan was so frozen that she poured water and hurriedly entered the house.

The moment she entered the house, she hurriedly turned her back, because Chu Lichuan lifted the quilt and was about to put on her pants.

What's more, because the pants were on the bedside table, he leaned sideways to get them, so the places that shouldn't be seen were unobstructed.

Her mind was full of black stuff at this moment.

It seems that the size is okay, and it should be at the upper middle level.

"That's... It's cold outside. ”

Mi Zhichan stumbled to explain.

She really didn't have the intention of coming back to take advantage of him, but some of her ideas were really obscene.