It was difficult to take off the clothes underneath, so the child found a pair of scissors to cut off the cloth with blood on his knees.

The skin and flesh were already stuck to the clothes, and when they opened it, they tore out a few bloodshots, Wen Xien's face was pale with pain, and she bit her lip to make herself not so ashamed The word screamed in front of the child.

The child looked at the shocking wound, his heart tightened, he raised his head to look, and found that Wen Xien had been in a cold sweat from pain, and when he saw it, he showed a pale smile that didn't care about it, as if these pains were nothing to her at all, but she was trembling when she hung down next to her.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, his lips tightened into a hard line, his face stiffly tensed, and the movements of his hands were light and light.

There were also some herbs at home, and Wen Xien told the child to chop up the herbs and apply them to the wound.

Wen Xi'en's skin was too thin, too fragile, white like a piece of jade, and the wound appeared on her body, which looked particularly serious and terrifying.

However, in addition to the knee injury, Wen Xien had many small injuries on his body, and the clothes on his body were still wet.

The child came with a wooden basin of hot water, and his steps were steady, bringing the full water to Winsey's footsteps.

He wrung out the towel to wipe Wen Sheen's hands, but when he picked up Wen Sheen's hand, it suddenly stopped moving.

Wen Xien looked over suspiciously, and saw the child's dark eyes staring at the scars on her hands, which were scratched by small stones, not deep or shallow.

The pink fingertips trembled slightly, and the pale lips opened slightly: "Little flower, it doesn't hurt." ”

Swindler.

Obviously he was so afraid of pain, his eyes were red, and he was still reckless in front of him.

His chest was stuffy, as if he was about to run out of breath, and the irritability was like a small flame, a spark that could set the prairie on fire, and it was about to burn his whole body.

What can he do?

He couldn't do anything.

The child's head was lowered, making it difficult to see his expression, but the aura emanating from his body was sad.

Wen Xien looked a little distressed, and the next second her palms were itchy, and the smooth and warm touch made her freeze all over her body.

Her tone increased: "Little flower! ”

Then the child did not stop because of this, he was very serious, and licked the wound one by one.

The blood stains on the surface are gone, but the child seems to be stunned, and he actually licks the inside, and even touches the tender meat, the wound cracks open again, and the blood flows out, and the child is licking it very seriously, not letting go of a trace.

It's ......

He retracted his hand, and the next second he was grabbed by the child, he finally raised his head slightly, the hair on his forehead covered his dark eyes, and there was a trace of blood on his pale lips, which was immediately licked clean by him again.

His expression was very strange, as if he was reminiscing about something, and with that gloomy expression, under the fluctuating candlelight, it was extremely terrifying.

Miao Hua didn't seem to feel that he was doing something wrong, his eyes stared straight at Wen Xien, and he stuck out his tongue lightly. Licked Wen Xien's wound and asked softly, "Does it hurt?" ”

Wen Xien was speechless for a while, the blood on his hand had stopped, but the wound he licked had cracked open again, and there was still a hint of stinging.

But in the child's strange gaze, Wen Xien's words that he was supposed to teach turned into a relationship.

“…… It's dirty. ”

The child lowered his eyelashes, and he looked at the white wound he had licked, and his heart was sour and swollen, and finally turned into a sentence.

"It's not dirty, it's not dirty at all."

It's disgusting at all, it's the smell of Wen Xien.

Miao Hua wiped Wen Xien's feet clean when he was exposed, Wen Xien was obedient and didn't dare to move.

Wen Xien shrank in the futon, because she had just soaked her feet, her hands and feet were still warm, quietly looked at the busy children, and suddenly said, "Why don't you take that burden apart and take a look?" ”

His heart is all on Wen Xien's body, where can he take care of any baggage or not.

Listening to Wen Xien's tone, she knew that she wanted him to see it, Miao Hua put down the things in his hand and removed the burden on the table.

Take it out and look at it, it is a dress, black, the fabric is soft, it doesn't look cheap, but in fact, for Miao Hua, this kind of fabric is very rough, and the clothes he wore before don't know how many times better than now, but ......

Wen Xien was injured so much, the cloak was wet, and it was even heavier on her body, and she was very wet all over her body, but the clothes in this bag were very clean, and there was no rain at all, which was enough to see that she was well protected.

A piece of clothing that he didn't like, but was protected by another person's full strength.

The fingers twitched nervously, and the child trembled and trembled like chaff.

Rubbing the soft fabric, Miao Hua tried hard to stretch his face and asked softly, "You...... Is it for this dress that you made yourself like this? ”

I can't say that, Wen Xien mainly went to buy New Year's goods, originally thought it would snow in the afternoon, but I didn't expect it to rain directly, and everything was lost in the back, only this dress Wen Xien was reluctant to throw away, and he was reluctant to be very dirty, it was really this fabric was very expensive for Wen Xien, she didn't want children to wear it badly, and it was the New Year, so she had to wear it once.

Wen Xien didn't expect the child's reaction to be so big, a little surprised and a little nervous at the same time: "It's not the problem of the clothes, do you like this dress?" ”

Clutching his clothes tightly, Miao Hua lowered his head and did not speak.

Wen Xien thought that the child didn't like it, and couldn't help but regret that he was good at making claims, and he should take the child to pick it, pick what he liked, at that time, Wen Xien was thinking about giving the child a surprise, but he didn't expect it to become a fright.

Although he was disappointed in his heart, Wen Xien still smiled, his dark eyes were moist, and he blinked: "Try it first to see if it fits." ”

Miao Hua didn't move, he was very thin because of malnutrition, but he had grown a little flesh in the past few days, he raised his eyes and saw the loss in Wen Xien's eyes, and the dark pupils suddenly opened for a moment.

He obediently began to change his clothes, just in front of Wen Xien, not as thin-skinned as before, but the headphones were very red.

The child's facial features are not very outstanding, and even a little ordinary, in addition to being black and thin, it seems even more featureless, but his temperament is very quiet, which highlights that he is different from other children.

After getting dressed, Wen Xien asked him to take a look around twice, it fit well, not too big, not too small, just right.

Wen Xien saw that he liked it, so he praised all kinds of things, and directly said that the child's face was red.

(End of chapter)