"You go out first, you won't be needed here." Li Alcoholxiao glanced at the cicada spirit tepidly, but in the eyes of the cicada spirit, this was already Li Alcoholxiao's most gentle words, and she was a little flattered.

Although Li Yuxiao was a lot gentler, the cicada spirit was still a little worried about Ye Xiaorou, and she glanced back at Ye Xiaorou.

Ye Xiaorou sat on the edge of the bed, her body trembled slightly because she was crying, of course she saw Li Yuxiao come in, but she pretended not to see it, and deliberately tilted her head to the side.

The cicada spirit wanted to persuade Ye Xiaorou, but before she could speak, Li Yuxiao's voice came out again, "Don't go out yet?" ”

This sentence is not gentle at all, but when you hear it, the young master is still the same young master, and he does not allow anyone to question his authority.

The cicada spirit could only glance at Ye Xiaorou with concern, and slowly walked out of the room.

Ye Xiaorou's body twitched slightly, showing that she was still very sad now, she was indeed sad, since she came here inexplicably, she was only bullied, and now, even Gong Cheng'er, a person who is nothing, has climbed on her head.

It's nothing, and the man who fell in love with her didn't want to protect her!

Ye Xiaorou's face was a little flickering with tears, after a tearing and entanglement battle with Gong Cheng'er at that time, she was exhausted, her whole body seemed to be falling apart, and the scratches on her arms and neck were still aching.

Ye Xiaorou is not only tired of her body, but also her spirit, her spirit is slowly decadent in the despair that has no way to escape, and she gradually loses the expectation of life.

"What do you think?"

Li Yuxiao didn't know what Ye Xiaorou was thinking, he just felt that she was too quiet, quiet as if she had lost her life.

Ye Xiaorou didn't have the strength to take care of the wound, nor did she have the strength to pay attention to Li Yuxiao, she threw herself into the huge bed, her thin body curled up.

This made her already petite body even more petite and aggrieved.

At this time, Ye Xiaorou really wanted to fall asleep all at once, so that she would no longer have to think about these annoying and angry lives, so that she could escape everything that happened here.

knew that Li Yuxiao was standing by the bed, but Ye Xiaorou was still silent, she raised her head slightly, and looked at the impatiens on the windowsill attentively, it was the season of bloom, and the flowers on the windowsill were blooming brightly, just like Ye Xiaorou's age.

But what's the use of being so bright? can only absorb the sunlight through the window, and can only be kept in captivity forever, at this moment, Ye Xiaorou, the flowers in her heart are withering one petal at a time.

The scratches on the neck are already a little swollen, and the scratches on the arms are a little better, but they are also a long one, which looks so shocking.

Ye Xiaorou curled up on the bed, every wound on her body was exposed to the air, and every wound was a silent accusation, accusing the master's injustice.

The wound is nothing, what really makes Ye Xiaorou feel pain is her heart.

She was completely oblivious to the physical pain, her heart was bleeding and crying.

She didn't understand what kind of life she was living and what kind of life awaited her in the future.

Li Yuxiao stood quietly beside the bed for a while, he sighed silently, put down the medicine box, glanced at Ye Xiaorou with complicated eyes, did not speak, and sat beside her gently.

Maybe it's because the distance is closer, Li Yuxiao can see the wounds on Ye Xiaorou's body more clearly, and he also seems to be able to feel the pain in her heart.

He gently took her arm and looked at her wound with great seriousness and tenderness.

Ye Xiaorou didn't speak, didn't dodge, and let Li Yuxiao take her arm to check the wound and check the injury.

The moment of trance made Ye Xiaorou feel that the person around her was not Li Alcohol, he could be anyone, but it was definitely not Li Alcohol, because Li Alcoholxiao had never been so gentle.

However, it was Li Yuxiao, who not only gently examined her wounds, but also took out the necessary medicines.

The unique smell of iodophor permeated the air, and then Ye Xiaorou felt the coolness on the wound, she didn't need to look at it, she also knew that it was Li Yuxiao who was giving herself medicine.

Li Yuxiao's movements were gentle and gentle, as if he was holding a rare treasure in his hand, as if he was afraid that he would break it with a little more strength.

Li Yuxiao did this, and didn't expect Ye Xiaorou to give him any response, even if Ye Xiaorou was expressionless and didn't care, he was still not angry, speechless, still gentle, and even his eyes were as quiet as a lake and made people want to revel in it.

The room suddenly became very quiet, only the sound of two people's breathing was quiet, this silence made Ye Xiaorou a little nervous, she wanted to withdraw her hand, but her hand was tightly grasped by Li Yuxiao's palm, she couldn't break free, and in the end, she had to give up.

Ye Xiaorou was a little angry, what the hell is going on with this man, one moment terrifying and scary, and the other gentle scary, so that Ye Xiaorou can't figure out what he is thinking in his heart.

People are like this, of course they have to figure out what they don't understand, and Ye Xiaorou is the same, she sat up violently and glared at Li Yuxiao, "What are you going to do?" "She's in a bad mood, and her tone is naturally not good.

Li Yuxiao just glanced at her lightly, ignored her, and didn't answer.

He continued what he had just done and gently pulled Ye Xiaorou's shoulder, this silent gentleness made Ye Xiaorou unable to adapt.

"What the hell are you going to do?" Ye Xiaorou's brows frowned slightly, she wanted to avoid Li Yuxiao, but this was all his territory, where could she hide?

"Don't move, the more you move, the more painful the wound will be."

Li Yuxiao changed her previous commanding tone, and looked at Ye Xiaorou with brown eyes, and the tenderness in her eyes made her sink.

Ye Xiaorou couldn't cry or laugh a little, and seemed to be a little moved, what the hell is this man doing? Could it be that he is filming a TV series?

But as an online novelist, there is nothing that Ye Xiaorou can't accept, even if she is told now that she has crossed over, she will only smile and smile, and then go with the flow.

Strictly speaking, Li Yuxiao is indeed a beautiful man, he has the capital to make women crazy, at this time he is gentle, and Ye Xiaorou is happy to enjoy his gentleness.

But just when Ye Xiaorou imagined that she was indulging in Li Yuxiao's tenderness, the pain in her neck knocked her down to reality.

"Oops."

Ye Xiaorou snorted in pain, tears suddenly appeared in her eyes, and she glared at Li Yuxiao fiercely, he was really still a demon.

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Li Yuxiao was startled by Ye Xiaorou's shout and withdrew his hand, and his eyes showed a trace of distress.