The corners of Xi Mochen's lips hooked up a shallow arc: "So, are you pleading with me?" ”

"Sort of."

Xi Mochen listened, the arc increased slightly, and said quietly: "Ask for someone?" At least let me see the sincerity first. ”

As he spoke, the pad of his index finger touched her lips.

Su Qianhui: "......" is really heavenly!

Big pig's trotters!

Mother, I'm helping your son intercede, are you sure what you said and did appropriately?

Do you really think I don't have the bottom line of patience?

Don't promise to pull to!

Anyway, it has nothing to do with her own tasks, and Xi Mochen can't really do anything to her son for her.

Su Qianwei decided to be stiff for a while, pushed away his troubled hand, lay down with his back to him, and covered the quilt.

He whispered in his mouth: "Oh, the wound hurts, I'll rest for a while and slow down." ”

"Painful wounds?"

Xi Mochen's thick eyebrows frowned slightly, but there was an imperceptible smile in his eyes.

He lifted the quilt, and when he faced Su Qiandu's puzzled eyes, he didn't say anything, and directly lifted the hem of her hospital gown.

Su Qianhui hurriedly pressed the hem of her clothes, "What do you want to do?" ”

"It's not about doing - love." Xi Mochen deliberately dragged out his tone.

It was a very unserious word, but he had a straight face, as if he said this because she wanted to misunderstand him for doing this.

Then, he was embarrassed to tease her, "Don't worry, even if I really want to do anything to you, I will wait for your wound to heal."

This wound can be big or small, take it away and let me see it. ”

Looking at the wound?

Are you a doctor and do you see it?

Su Qianhui insisted on not letting go, "I'm a nurse, and I have a sense of proportion in my own wounds, but they just involve pain." ”

"Really?" Xi Mochen had an expression of disbelieving.

Unable to refuse, he stretched out his right hand and grabbed the wrists of both hands together, restraining the movement of her hands, while his left hand directly lifted the hem of her hospital gown.

Xi Mochen observed that the gauze attached to her wound did not ooze blood, and became more and more sure that her so-called wound pain was just an excuse.

Pulling pain? She was basically half-lying on the hospital bed just now, how did she get involved in the wound?

"Okay, girl."

Xi Mochen muttered in his heart, and after reading the gauze, he didn't immediately help her pull up her clothes, but put the fingertips that had just been placed on her lips on the skin at the edge of the wound.

Her skin is fair and smooth, and she feels excellent to the touch.

He rubbed slowly and said, "Is it better?" ”

"Huh?" Su Qianhui felt a crispy feeling on his skin because of his light touch, and she didn't realize what he meant for a while.

Xi Mochen's eyes were deep, and he didn't mind explaining it carefully, and while continuing to rub the skin around the wound in circles, he said:

"Doesn't that distract you from the wound and make it feel less painful?"

Oh? Is it?

After Su Qianhui reacted, she had a feeling that she was being taken advantage of by him.

She couldn't help but look at him, and saw that his expression was solemn, and she could only think that she was a villain.

However, it was really not very pleasant to be touched like this, so she said: "It doesn't hurt anymore, you don't have to do this." ”

"Oh, good." The corners of Xi Mochen's lips raised slightly, "Then let's continue the topic just now, what are you going to beg me for Xiao Rui?" ”

Su Qianhui: Is there a mistake with "......"? I can't ask for it, can I?

"Oops, it hurts again."

Compared with Xi Mochen, who took the initiative to kiss him, she was willing to be served like this by Xi Mochen.