Don't Play With the Goddess of War
Chapter 105: Is It Painful? I'll Blow You
By the time she saw the media reports, An Xia knew that she had misunderstood.
Telling her early is only to prepare her for a police interrogation, but her sudden reaction worries her.
Handing the phone back, An Xia lightly closed his eyes, and exhaled a stale air, "Sorry, I misunderstood. I'm waiting for the police to come and ask, you don't have to worry."
He glanced at his neck, his eyebrows stiffened, "I just hurt you."
He paid no attention to himself, and almost a step too late to dodge, the tip of the dagger in his hand should have hurt him.
“This is just a small injury,” Mu Chenyuan replied lightly. After receiving the phone, he was silent for a while, and said lightly: “Your reaction is so big that it surprises me.”
It was so big that he even regretted telling her earlier for a few seconds.
“Doctor Cheng is a good person.” An Xia replied, and there was more sadness in her clear voice that she had never felt before.
Raising his eyes, he moved away from the city, and the picture of the doctor talking about him getting dressed quickly flashed through his mind, so clear that it seemed to have happened yesterday.
And before he could return his clothes, the good man was gone.
He touched his hand in his pocket and took out some plaster, he also practiced strengthening in the last two days, his palm was bleeding, and the plaster was always taken with him.
"Bend and treat the wound." An Xia's voice softened after tearing the tissue. "My anger is not good. Please stay away from me in the future to avoid unintentional injuries."
He only apologized for hurting her today, not regret.
Mu Chenyuan did not immediately bow, lowered her eyes, and looked at him who was less than half a fist away from her. It was too close, so close that he could clearly see her different eyelashes, and he could feel her breathing.Even closer All spilled on her chest.
The fragrance of hers and temperature penetrated into her clothes, pressed into her skin, and then came out into her heart, as if she was pierced with a steel needle, and the pain was soothed.
"What's? L'm mad? Don't want me to face it?" A Xia picked up the wound medicine that had been torn, waiting for the wound medicine to be affixed, and the black eyes that were relieving the cold and staring at the sharp and handsome one, which was perfect for him, once again, let Him soften his voice, "In the future, I'll try my best to wait for you to finish before deciding whether to act on you or not."
When it's time to move, he'll keep moving.
The pale night hid a strange emotion in Mu Chenyuan's eyes. That sharp and handsome face was so calm that there was no change. He lowered his eyes and looked at Liyan, who was raised under his eyelids. After staring for almost a minute, he finally bowed.
Cold fingers stroked the skin of her neck, and a strange trembling millet suddenly came, and the sharp and extra-sexy jakun inadvertently slid up and down, and Mu Chenyuan had clenched his fists in secret.
"The wound is not deep, it can heal in three or five days."
Soft breaths splashed on his chin and neck, flowed downstream, and sank into his chest, shaking again.This time, even his tailbone was so foreign and soft that the strength of his entire body was suddenly withdrawn.
A Xia thought that he was suppressing her, and subconsciously exhaled and blew.
Mu Chenyuan: "..." Ji Ling rushed to Tian Ling Gai and nearly flipped over, and she clenched her fists in time to resist the trembling waves that appeared.
"No pain, don't blow." He held back, and his jaw line stretched out sharp and beautiful.
An Xia clenched the corner of his mouth, "I was once injured when I was a child. My mom told me that it never hurts to blow."
Then, after his mother died, no one would blow his pain away.
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