Han Xiaoxi's questions really made Xuan Mo a little unintelligible.

He blinked, his dark eyes slightly bewildered.

Master Xuanmo, who is extremely alert on weekdays, can see through all kinds of situations and everything in this world, how can this little woman suffer so many defeats in a row......

"What did you say?" Xuan Mo seemed to have not heard clearly, and asked Han Xiaoxi to repeat the words.

How could someone like Lord Night's hearing and vision not be able to hear these words clearly?

Han Xiaoxi didn't bother to talk nonsense with him again.

Reaching out and pulling his neck down, the side face just learned the way he kissed himself, and gently kissed Xuanmo's face.

"Shut up. ”

Han Xiaoxi even learned these familiar words thoroughly.

Quite skillfully folded his lips on the sexy thin lips.

This time, it was Xuan Mo, who was on the verge of collapse of the defense line, who wanted to escape, but Han Xiaoxi used all his strength to tightly wrap around the back of Xuan Mo's neck, so that he could not escape for half a minute.

Han Xiaoxi knelt on the bed, leaned forward, and due to the excessive force of his arm, his center of gravity was unstable, and he fell directly on Xuan Mo's body.

"Oops. ”

Han Xiaoxi accidentally hit his arm on the bedpost.

"Why was it so careless?"

In order to make Han Xiaoxi sleep more comfortably, Xuan Mo deliberately stacked a lot of brocade quilts on this bed, and the bed became soft, but he ignored this bedpost.

Seeing that Han Xiaoxi's eyes were filled with tears, Xuan Mo raised her little face and gently wiped away the tears with her index knuckle.

Then, with the softest breath, he gently blew his fingers for Han Xiaoxi.

"How's it going, does it still hurt?"

Xuan Mo's concern was revealed.

"Are you concerned about me?"

Han Xiaoxi smiled sweetly, as if he had eaten a vat of honey, and in order to check the injury on his arm, he pressed on Xuan Mo and began to take off his coat.

Han Xiaoxi...... What are you doing with your clothes?"

Xuan Mo hurriedly looked away, although it was not the first time he had seen Han Xiaoxi only wearing underwear, but the overly surging enthusiasm had always been like the first time he saw him.

"I've got an arm injury, can't I take a look? What are you doing with your face turned sideways, you go get the medicine!"

Han Xiaoxi gave orders to Xuan Mo without any scruples, and Xuan Mo dared to glance at Han Xiaoxi lightly.

Because of the pain just now, her little face became more and more ruddy, and she took off her gauzy coat, which was very light and thin, revealing slender arms, and the delicate curve of her collarbone was more like she could hold flower petals.

The white skin on the arm became more and more red and swollen because of the collision just now.

"I'll go get the medicine, don't move. ”

Xuan Mo wanted to get up, but Han Xiaoxi stacked it on top of him.

"Hmm......" Han Xiaoxi realized that he seemed to have become an obstacle, so he rolled sideways and fell on the bed.

Xuan Mo regained his freedom, so he went to the wooden shelf on the side, brought the best bruising medicine, and said to Han Xiaoxi.

"You...... Medicate yourself. ”

Xuan Mo didn't dare to look at Han Xiaoxi at all, for fear that his fragile control would no longer be under his control, so he had to cook this raw rice immediately.

"We are both unmarried couples, and you can't even take medicine...... Won't you do it for me?"

Han Xiaoxi asked, and Xuan Mo nodded immediately.

It seems that he can't persuade the Night King.

Han Xiaoxi got up angrily and got dressed, and didn't care whether the injury on his arm was serious or not, so he prepared to leave directly.

"Where are you going?!"

Xuan Mo teleported, holding the petite body in front of him, controlling her and not allowing her to escape from his embrace.

"I ...... Where am I going? I ...... I'm going to find Master Hou! Find anyone and help me take medicine!"

Han Xiaoxi happened to fall on the outside of his elbow, and it was not convenient for him to take the medicine by himself.

However, what kind of example did she just cited, can't you find a same-sex drug?

What do you have to look for? !

Xuan Mo's face instantly turned cold, and he asked in a calm voice.

"!"

"Huh?"

Han Xiaoxi was silent, raised his head and looked up at the overly handsome Lord Night King, his face was a little red, and his black robe was overshadowed by his ruddy complexion.

"Don't you understand? I'll let you!"

Xuan Mo directly picked up Han Xiaoxi horizontally, without giving her time to react, and then carefully placed her on the bed.

"What are you doing......

Han Xiaoxi only knew at this time that he was afraid, was it a little too late?

Xuan Mo easily untied the gauze tent outside.

The gauze tent blocked the light outside, making the whole space hazy, and a little dust in the air seemed to blur his vision, Han Xiaoxi couldn't help but raise his head, expecting something.

The Night King finally took off his dark robe, put it on a round stool beside him, rolled up his sleeves, and then opened the medicine bottle and said to her.

"Take your clothes off. ”

"Huh?"

Han Xiaoxi's face was now flushed like a small shrimp, and he didn't dare to look at the tall man in front of him, just breathing quietly.

It wasn't until Xuan Mo put down the medicine bottle in his hand and helped her carefully take off the coat she had just put on that the wound on her arm was exposed.

I don't know if her skin is too delicate, or if she hit it too violently, but the wound is already a little red and purple, and Xuan Mo's light touch has made her frown in pain.

But she still didn't dare to say that it hurt.

"Does it hurt?"

"Of course!

Han Xiaoxi, a dead duck's hard-mouthed kung fu, I don't know who inherited it?

Xuan Mo glanced at Han Xiaoxi helplessly, dipped a little safflower oil in his fingertips, and then gently applied it to his skin.

I don't know if it's the effect of safflower oil, or Han Xiaoxi's own psychological effect, she not only feels that the wound on her arm has a hot feeling, but her whole body also has a burning sensation.

It came gradually from these touches of Xuanmo......

Han Xiaoxi thought that Xuan Mo was trying too hard, so he instructed so cautiously.

"Lord Night, you, you, you tap. ”

"I'm already very light, you bear with it. Didn't you just say that you didn't hurt?"

Xuan Mo stared, looking at the stubborn little woman in front of her, she always didn't say anything, and she carried all the pain on her back, so she didn't know that telling the truth was more endearing?

"That's ...... It doesn't hurt...... Ahh

Xuan Mo found that Han Xiaoxi was still hard-mouthed, so he gently pressed the injury just now, Han Xiaoxi immediately hugged the outside of his arm, his eyes were full of tears, and he tried to blow hard, hoping that it would not hurt so much.

"Are you still hard-mouthed? ”

"I see. ”

Han Xiaoxi turned his face sideways, without looking at Xuan Mo, his eyes involuntarily entered the sand, and tears went down the tails of his eyes.

Xuanmo smeared the wound and gently rubbed it for her, which could help the medicine to be absorbed into the skin faster and help the body recover.

"Why did you suddenly stop talking? Don't you usually talk a lot?"

Xuan Mo is really not used to it, Han Xiaoxi usually looks like a broken mouth, why don't he chatter at this time.

"Haven't you always liked to shut me up?"

Han Xiaoxi choked up as she spoke, and her tears couldn't stop flowing.

"Why are you crying?"

Xuan Mo put Han Xiaoxi's arm down, took out a new handkerchief from his arms, and then wiped Han Xiaoxi's tears.

Because Han Xiaoxi turned his face sideways, Xuan Mo wanted to wipe it on his eyes, but he wiped it all on his mouth.

"Ahh ”

Han Xiaoxi almost took a bite of the handkerchief, quickly turned his face, and then shouted angrily at Xuan Mo:

"How many women have wiped their tears with this handkerchief! I don't want it!"

She remembered what had happened before, and she got angry!

"New. ”

Xuan Mo's faint two words made Han Xiaoxi instantly restrain his temper, and sat obediently in front of Xuan Mo, letting him gently wipe his tears.

"Did something happen, why did you cry all of a sudden?"

Xuan Mo just asked like this, and Han Xiaoxi's tears immediately broke the embankment and poured out desperately.

She covered her mouth, and then didn't want Xuan Mo to see this fragile appearance, and wanted to bury her head in this quilt.

"I'm the chief judge, I ...... I can't cry in front of others. ”

"The judge is also a living person, why can't you cry? You can not cry in front of others, but you can in front of me. ”

Xuan Mo dug Han Xiaoxi out of the quilt like digging potatoes and held him in his arms.

"Woo woo woo ......"

After Han Xiaoxi cried for a long time, crying like a tearful person, she reacted, should she explain why she was crying.

"Okay, can you tell me now?"

Xuanmo was also gentle enough, so he waited for Han Xiaoxi to vent his emotions before quietly listening to her heart.

"I've had countless injuries since I was born, and I've dealt with them myself. You know that loneliness? I'm even used to it, and I don't ask anyone for help anymore. If you are sick, you don't need to be accompanied. ”

Han Xiaoxi said as he spoke, the teardrops that couldn't hold his lower eyelids were still rolling down unscrupulously, and the hot teardrops were smeared on Xuan Mo's arms, blooming one after another, like pearls with broken threads.

"Me too. I understand. ”

Just these six words, Xuan Mo has already expressed his mood.

He understood, he understood, he understood her.

I understand her strength, but also understand her vulnerability.

All of these, he loves.

Xuan Mo gently kissed her lips under her eyes, and collected all the slightly salty and bitter teardrops into her lips.

"I ...... I'm so fragile, does the Night King still like me?"

Han Xiaoxi dissected his fragile side, but he was a little worried that Xuan Mo would accept such a self.

"You didn't rely on me, you just relied on yourself, and after so many years of sitting firmly in the chief judge, you actually said that you were fragile? Besides, even if you are fragile, I still rejoice in you. ”

Han Xiaoxi buried his little face in his chest, smelling the good smell that belonged to Lord Night King, and his little hand quietly tried to enter from Lord Night King's front placket......