Chapter 548： Willing to be your majesty's imperial minister 31

Xiao Mo Kuang still had a gentle aura, but his eyes were slightly darkened, just so close.

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

He went to the bed and raised the curtain.

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

As if to confirm something, he bent down, raised his hand to encircle Chu Ci’s slender arm, wrapped Chu Ci directly in his arms, felt it carefully, and listened to the little girl making a doubtful single tone, and then lowered it. The sound called him.

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

There is no partial rejection in my heart, and I even feel that the aura is filled up, and the missing part in my heart during this time is magically filled.

‘Xiao Mo’s love value +4, currently 44. ’

Then he heard the little girl whispering, raising her hand to push his chest, a bit frizzy, "My neck."

Xiao Mokang let go of his hand subconsciously and watched Chu Ci frown and press his neck.

It was probably because she was taking medicine. In addition to her unique warm and soft breath, there was also a slight bitterness and aroma of herbal medicine in this bedroom.

There is an unspeakable smell when mixed together.

Xiao Mo Kuang just pressed the corners of his lips, didn't know what he was thinking about in his heart, and sat directly on Chu Ci's bed, raising his hand to pinch Chu Ci's chin.

The little girl looked a lot of meat, but there was not much meat when she touched it and hugged it. It was a petite, thin and weak one.

He leaned in with his other hand and tentatively rubbed Chu Ci's neck twice, "Still feeling pain?"

At this moment, the treacherous minister who originally calculated that Chu Ci would kill her when she became an adult is sincere, and the sharp tools that were originally used to turn the river and the sea have also converged, like finding some beloved toy, with some rare actions in his hands. Playing gently.

Chu Ci murmured, vaguely trying to rescue his back neck from his hand, "It's not that painful anymore, just pressing it will make it a lot more comfortable."

Chu Ci wanted to escape, Xiao Mokuang's hand followed immediately, just holding on to it.

The eyeballs of the fierce beast rolled around, not knowing what he had thought of, he chuckled, his backhand quickly and gently pressed Chu Ci into the bedding again.

Chu Ci was not prepared to be pressed.

He buried his cheeks in the soft quilt, and only felt a cold behind his back. The shirt he just put on just now didn't know when he took it off again.

The porcelain bottle on the ground wasn't broken, Xiao Mo picked it up frantically, put the mouth of the medicine bottle close to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently, frowning.

Slightly raised his voice and called the guard in, asking him to get the medicine in his room.

He usually practices martial arts. Although the things he does make people feel vicious, but in the end it is extremely dangerous. Many things are considered to be walking in the rain of blood on the edge of the cliff. As long as there is one accident, it is not falling into the cliff and breaking into bones. , It was the guys who were staring at him who wanted to pull him down.

Therefore, he has always prepared all kinds of drugs for this kind of trauma and strain.

Seeing the little girl lying prone between the bedding, the beautiful butterfly bones stretched under his hands, and a white tender face turned around, seemingly with some doubts.