Chapter 116

Song Shi Yu looked at a certain second master who helped him check his hands, flattened his mouth and said wrongly: "something's wrong, pain!"

Mu Qianxun frowned slightly, released her hand, and said, "you sit over there. I'll take the medicine for you."

Song Yu nodded and did not speak. He walked in the direction of the stone table.

Just sit down not long, mu Qianxun took a can of ointment to come over.

He had planned to give the ointment to song Shiyu and let her apply the medicine by herself. Seeing her pathetic appearance, he still sat down on the stone chair beside her and pulled up her scalded hand to apply the medicine for her.

The ointment is cool on the skin, which reduces the burning sensation of the scalded part of song Shiyu's hand. With the touch of Mu Qianxun's cool fingertips, gradually she not only forgot the original pain, but also inexplicably developed a very comfortable feeling.

This feeling is not familiar to her, but it is not strange.

She remembers that once her hand was scalded by boiling water, and Mu Xianzhi also helped her apply medicine in this way, and the feeling was similar.

"Well, it'll be all right in a moment."

Mu Qianxun took good medicine for her, then stood up and put the ointment back to its original place.

When I came back, I saw that the rain in Song Dynasty still kept the original movement, and tears were rolling in a pair of beautiful eyes, as if it would overflow immediately.

He had never been scalded, so naturally he didn't know how painful it was when he was scalded.

However, even if it really hurts. It should not hurt to tears!

What's more, he has already applied the medicine for her. He still knows the effect of his own medicine.

"Does it hurt that much?"

When Song Yu heard his voice, he became calm and shook his head subconsciously.

Mu Qianxun saw her shaking her head and said, "since it doesn't hurt, why are you crying?"

"I didn't cry." In the Song Dynasty, the sound of rain was stuffy.

As a result, as soon as the voice fell, the tears in the eyes fell down.

She hit her face so fast that mu Qianxun couldn't believe her.

"What are you crying for?"

"Uncomfortable, want to hug!"

Mu Qianxun: "do you have any milk bags?

Before he could say anything, Song Shi Yu suddenly stood up and forced his arms around his waist.

Because of the sudden, he didn't have time to escape, he was directly attacked by the rain of Song Dynasty.

The next moment, he pushed her with his hand, trying to push her away.

However, the person in his arms not only didn't mean to release his hand, but also hugged him more tightly.

After several times of pushing, mu Qianxun didn't push her away.

In Song Dynasty, Yu tightly hugged his waist and buried his face in his arms. Tears fell down like broken beads.

She didn't know what she was crying for, but she felt very uncomfortable and wanted to vent.

This little emotion comes and goes quickly.

After a while, her tears stopped.

Realizing that she had hugged mu Qianxun, her body was stiff.

It was also as like as two peas that she felt the feeling of holding the thousand strings.

The only difference is the taste.

Mu Qianxun has a fragrance of herbs that Mu Xianzhi doesn't have.

It may be that he often contacted with herbs, or it may be that he was injured.

It's not the first time that she admires Qianxun. It's just that last time she was so scared by Xiaodao that she didn't notice the feeling of holding him.

Before she finished thinking, mu Qianxun's cold and light voice came from her head.

"Have you had enough?"