Xiao Mokuang was still wearing a gentle and elegant aura, but his eyes were slightly darker and he was getting closer.

And the closer he got to the bed, the clearer the breath he often remembered in his memory during this period.

He walked to the bed and lifted the curtain.

Looking at Chu Ci, who was still tidying up her clothes while sitting on the bed.

As if he wanted to confirm something, he bent down, raised his hand and wrapped it around Chu Ci's slender little arm, wrapped Chu Ci directly in his arms, felt it carefully, listened to the little girl's single voice, and then called him in a low voice.

Suddenly, the impulse became stronger, and he raised his hand to hug Chu Ci tightly.

I didn't feel any repulsive in my heart, and even felt that the breath was full. During this period, the missing piece of the heart was magically filled.

‘Xiao Mokuang’s love value is 4, currently 44.’

Then he heard the little girl whisper, raising her hand to push his chest, a little irritable, "My neck."

Xiao Mokuang subconsciously let go of his hand and watched Chu Ci's movement of frowning and pressing his neck.

Perhaps because she applied medicine, in addition to the unique warm and soft breath on her body, there was also a hint of bitterness and fragrance of her herb.

It actually makes it unspeakable to mix it together.

Xiao Mokuang pursed the corners of his lips slightly, and in his heart, he didn't know what he was thinking about, so he sat directly on Chu Ci's bed and raised his hand to pinch Chu Ci's chin.

The little girl looked a lot of flesh, but she still didn't have much flesh when she touched her and hugged her. She was a small, thin and weak person.

He reached over with his other hand and rubbed Chu Ci's neck twice tentatively, "I still feel it hurts?"

At this moment, the treacherous minister who had originally planned to kill Chu Ci when she became an adult was sincere. The weapon that was originally used to make a comeback was also restrained, as if he had found some beloved toy, and he was playing with some rare movements in his hand.

Chu Ci murmured in a low voice, vaguely trying to save his back neck from his hands, "It doesn't hurt so much, it's just that it will feel much more comfortable if you press it."

Chu Ci wanted to escape, but Xiao Mokuang's hand followed, but he just held it tightly.

The ferocious beast's eyes turned around, and I don't know what he thought of, so he sniffed lightly, and quickly and gently pressed Chu Ci into the bedding again.

Chu Ci was pressed directly without any warning.

His cheeks were buried in the soft quilt, and he felt a chill behind his back. The outer shirt he had just put on was pulled down by him again.

The porcelain bottle on the ground was not broken. Xiao Mokuang picked it up, put the mouth of the medicine bottle on the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, frowned.

He raised his voice slightly and called the guard in, asking him to get the medicine in his house.

Although he usually practices martial arts, what he does makes people feel vicious, it is extremely dangerous. Many things are considered walking in the edge of the cliff in the bloody rain. If you are not careful, you will either fall into the cliff and be crushed to pieces or be shrunk by the guys who want to pull him down.

Therefore, he has always prepared all drugs for such trauma and strain.
Chapter completed!