Yan Xiao was obviously very good at dealing with trauma. He skillfully took out the medicinal powder, candle, and roasted the knife he carried on the fire.

When he turned around again, his breathing was stagnant.

He has excellent eyesight. Even in the dark night, he can still see clearly what's going on over there with the little bit of light coming from the window——

The man's clothes were half unbuttoned, half of his clothes had fallen off, revealing his round shoulders, and most of his chest was exposed...

He is very thin, with delicate collarbones protruding, and smooth and beautiful lines. But he is by no means weak, with thin muscles attached to his slender frame, undulating slightly with his movements.

The blood oozing from the wound had long since solidified, and the clothes on his right shoulder were stuck to the flesh and blood. He was moving carefully, trying to separate the two.

That must be painful.

His whole body was trembling slightly, and his teeth were biting his beautifully shaped lower lip so tightly that he almost drew blood. Sweat dripped down his forehead, slid over his Adam's apple, and went down along his chest, disappearing deeper.

.

…

…………

That look in his eyes could almost burn someone to death. No matter how slow Bai Mu was, he would still notice it.

He raised his eyes and looked over, but was startled by the fierce look in Yan Xiao's eyes. He couldn't control the strength of his hand for a moment, and violently lifted up a large piece of fabric stuck to the injured area. The pain made him convulse, and he bit down tightly.

Lip, still couldn't help but let out a suppressed cry of pain.

Bai Mu: "San'er, is he going to take the opportunity to stab me to death?!"

"Damn it! Are you so heartless? I came here specifically to save him. Not only did he stab him, but I will also kill him and silence him..."

"Fuck! Fuck!!"

"..."

System: "I don't think so."

Bai Mu shook his head: "You don't understand."

After spending so much time with his third son, Bai Mu also probably knows the way artificial intelligence analyzes dangers - it's nothing more than surrounding environmental factors, plus the other person's body language.

But Yan Xiao didn't move at all just now, and Bai Mu couldn't explain to it why Yan Xiao's look just now made his hair stand on end.

...He even suspected that he would be eaten alive.

system:"……"

It follows the good, "Okay."

Bai Mu: God, "Okay"! Can you still love the system a little bit?! Your host is in dire straits right now, and his life may be in jeopardy the next moment!!

He began to talk about the conditions, "If I am stabbed to death by the protagonist, can this be considered a work-related injury?"

"I don't have high demands, and I don't need you to compensate me for anything. As long as you don't deduct points for failing this mission..."

"..."

It was a daily routine for Bai Mu to talk to the system, but he did not relax his vigilance towards Yan Xiao because of this. In other words, he was originally focused on Yan Xiao, so when the other party moved, he immediately noticed it.

The muscles all over the body are tense, ready to jump at any time.

This embarrassed and vigilant look...

Yan Xiao chuckled, a low and hoarse voice.

——If this were a cat, the hair on its body would probably explode right now.

He walked up to him and pressed his exposed shoulder, "I'll do it."

Bai Mu:......

Please allow him to refuse.

Of course Yan Xiao didn't give him this chance and took action directly.

He was much more straightforward than Bai Mu's grinding and grinding method just now, and he tore it with his hands. The sound of the cloth breaking was accompanied by a burst of pain, and Bai Mu almost passed away.

Bai Mu:!!!

What did he just say?! This man wanted to hurt him to death, right?! Cruel! So cruel!!

The clenched teeth were pinched by someone's cheek and forced open, and something was stuffed into his mouth. Yan Xiao still said concisely, "Bite."

Bai Mu was already unconscious from the pain. He subconsciously shook his head in refusal and tried to spit out the piece of cork.

Yan Xiao seemed to make a "tsk" sound and reached out to push the cork inside to make sure it wouldn't be spit out. Then he lowered his head to look at the wound.

After Bai Mu was injured, he struggled all the way. The wound was no longer what it was originally. The dagger had been stirred in the flesh, and it looked very ferocious.

Yan Xiao was not surprised at all, he had expected it.

Just like that, you still plan to leave the city directly?

I was afraid that I would get cold after just a few steps.

There was no way to light the lamp, and with only the faint moonlight, I couldn't see clearly. It should have been difficult to deal with it, but Yan Xiao did it very simply.

Yan Xiao was originally worried that Bai Mu would struggle, but apart from the slight trembling, Bai Mu remained erect and motionless.

——I'm acting well now.

Even though he was thinking this way, he still praised his "toughness" in his heart.

After all, in the camp, we saw a lot of people crying for their parents when dealing with wounds. Even when Yan Ling was dealing with similar injuries back then, seven or eight people had to hold him down, and he would jump up if he wasn't careful.

Adhering to the idea that "long-term pain is worse than short-term pain", Yan Xiao's treatment of the wound was not delicate, but it was absolutely quick.

——The conditions are not precise either.

He finally tied the bandage into a knot and looked up at Bai Mu, but was startled again.

The man's eyes were distracted, and there was a thin layer of water in his eyes.

Under his gaze, the wet long eyelashes trembled, and a teardrop welled up and snaked down along the wet streaks at the corners of the eyes.

Yan Xiao's breath was suffocated, as if he was bewitched, he raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears.

Soft...and delicate...

Several descriptions flashed through Yan Xiao's mind instantly——

Silks and satins from Jiangnan, mutton-fat jade from Yili, Longquan porcelain...

...But it's not as good as the touch under my hands.

His movements were very gentle, but he still left an obvious red mark on it.

A little further down, on the side of his cheek, there were two clear fingerprints, clearly accusing him of the atrocities he had just committed.

He was probably born with no feelings of guilt, and he didn't even feel sorry for it. Instead, he felt an inexplicable impulse and excitement, and even wanted to leave more traces.

His hands unconsciously rubbed on his face, stained with wet traces of water, tears, sweat...and...

His calloused fingers pressed against the slightly opened lips, and after a moment's pause, he reached into his mouth and roughly touched the cork.

Then……

was bitten.

Bai Mu worked hard, and when Yan Xiao pulled out his hand, there was a circle of teeth marks on the knuckle of his index finger, which was bleeding a little.

Bai Mu: Feeling refreshed.

He said without sincerity: "I'm sorry."

Yan Xiao looked at Bai Mu, his eyes returned to their usual agility, but he didn't expect that the time would slow down at this moment.

He laughed and said, "You have good teeth."

Bai Mu: "..."

The feeling of powerlessness as the punch hit the cotton.

Yan Xiao touched the tooth marks on his hand again and looked at him with an unknown smile.

Bai Mu: "..."

For some reason, he even felt that he was at a disadvantage...

What kind of devil is this?

Compared with this person, President Gu in the novice world is simply a well-behaved and harmless little angel.

…

After treating Bai Mu's wounds, Yan Xiao untied his shirt in front of him without any hesitation.

Bai Mu: "..."

He looked at the tight and smooth muscle lines and was envious for a moment, but he quickly stopped his thoughts.

Fuck, those eight-pack abs are amazing?! I remember back then...

Bai Mu was halfway through complaining when he suddenly paused.
To be continued...