Chapter 930: This Little Poor Look
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Bailixia never looked at his face, and if he didn't look at him, he couldn't see his threatening gaze.
Even if you can feel the cold air constantly overflowing from his body, at least don't look at it, and his heart is still a little fixed: "If you don't believe it, let's try it." โ
Mu Xiaojiu held her big palm, constantly tightening.
It wasn't until he saw her brow furrowed that he let go after being slightly stunned.
"Fourth uncle, be nice, lie down, it'll be fine for a while."
He snorted.
She nudged him again: "It's better to let me see it than to let them see it, don't you say?" โ
He snorted again.
She panicked, most afraid that he would hurt her throat.
"Be nice, don't be stubborn, I'll be gentle, promise not to hurt."
In the end, Mu Xiaojiu was still persuaded by her to lie down, and the big palm didn't know when he grabbed the sheets.
The moment she pulled his pants down, he closed his eyes.
Bailixia really can't bear to look at him, how can the fourth uncle of this meeting have that noble and cold appearance, he is clearly like a coward.
Spanking injections, I'm afraid of being like this.
When he sees him hanging a drip, he won't be so afraid.
There is so much meat in the buttocks, and it doesn't hurt, what is he afraid of?
However, when her fingertips landed on his hips, Bailixia immediately felt it, and the muscles of his body tensed.
This guy is really afraid.
He dipped a cotton swab in alcohol and rubbed it lightly on his buttocks.
She coaxed softly: "Don't move later, don't break the needle, if you break the needle and leave it in the muscle, it will be troublesome." โ
Mu Xiaojiu snorted again, but still didn't speak, just buried his face in the soft pillow, not looking at everything outside.
This little pitiful appearance made Bailixia feel distressed and liked it.
If it weren't for the fact that he had burned to forty-one times now, and the situation didn't allow her to mess around, she really wanted to tease him.
With a gentle blow on his buttocks, she picked up the syringe to find the right position, and suddenly her hand sank, and she pierced the tip of the needle in one fell swoop.
The man under the palm of his hand was tense and unbearable.
His slender fingers clutched the sheets, his knuckles ringing in squares.
But he didn't snort, even if he was clearly afraid to death, he still didn't want to lose his majesty in front of her.
Bai Lixia looked at this scene, and she really couldn't tell what it was like in her heart.
If it weren't for the wrong situation, she would definitely burst into laughter.
Is it more difficult to get an injection than to go to the execution ground? As for this?
It looked like someone was pressing on him and doing inhumane things to him.
But she didn't dare to be distracted, and when the needle finally pushed into his body, she immediately pulled out the tip of the needle and pressed the cotton swab against his wound.
In order to alleviate his pain, regardless of whether it worked or not, she leaned over and blew gently on his buttocks.
Mu Xiaojiu's face was lifted from the soft pillow, and when he looked back, he saw her half-lying on top of him, blowing for him.
The little thing's action made his tense heart soften in an instant.
Actually, it doesn't hurt that much, as she said, it's like being bitten by a mosquito.
He didn't know why he was so nervous, even if he cut him with a knife, he could do it without frowning.
But the thought of the slender needle hitting his muscles was indescribable.
I hated it, I hated it so much, I hated it so much that I wanted to take the needle from her hand and throw it out of sight.
This long, thin thing, really...... It's an appetite! And, just by looking at it, your scalp will tingle......