Chapter 324

Muchuan's face changed slightly. If he didn't have strength now, he would have killed him directly.

Is he good to him?

Everyone in the world is qualified to say this, but Xie Yu is not.

At least other people did not let him bear all kinds of pain, but he let him taste all kinds of pain, several times struggling on the edge of death.

He once wanted to ask Xie Yu why he created him, but later he knew.

For the man.

[Ding Muchuan's likability-1, current total favoritism: 3.]

Xie Yu pursed his lips, and his face, which was more beautiful than that of a woman, raised slightly and said definitely, "although I forget a lot of things, Muchuan, I am sure, even if I am not a good person, even if I will harm many people, but I will not harm you."

Muchuan fell on the side of the fingers slightly close up, his face flashed a sneer, won't harm him?

Indeed, he would not harm another man with that face.

Xie Yu's words are right. It's right to change the name of "Muchuan" into "Lu Wenzhou".

"Oh..." Muchuan lowered his eyes, the strawberry in his palm had been crushed in the quilt, and the light red strawberry juice fell down along his palm, and the light fragrance of strawberry diffused in an instant.

Xie Yu's lips hook, and again lowered his head, his voice low, very light, with silk hook people's dumb, "even if you feed me poison, I will eat."

Muchuan suddenly raised his head.

Xie Yu is not looking up. He is lowering his head to apply medicine to him. He looks serious and moves carefully.

Muchuan pursed his lips, looked down at the strawberry juice on his palm and said, "I crushed the strawberries."

Xie Yu raised his head as expected. He looked at the palm of Muchuan's hand and turned to look for a paper towel for him. He took his hand and wiped it carefully. "It's all my fault. I should give you a fork. Your hand can't touch water."

Muchuan was vaguely held by him. The warm temperature came from his fingertips. This was the first time he touched human hands.

Xie Yu lowered his head and blew it gently in his palm. His long eyelashes stirred up like butterfly wings. "Does it hurt?"

This pain is nothing to Muchuan, but the carefulness and heartache in Xie Yu's eyes really make him feel novel.

The ghost makes a difference of, Muchuan lowers a head to say, "ache."

The other side really changed his face, he bowed his head and gently blew his hand, "it may be necessary to wipe it with alcohol, it will hurt, can you bear it well, I will be careful."

Muchuan looked at him askew and nodded, "well."

Xie Yu's action was really light. He rolled a cotton swab with alcohol in his hand.

Muchuan felt that his hands were stinging and itching, and it didn't hurt. It was a delicate feeling.

It was just rolling his hands. Xie Yu was sweating all of a sudden. He vomited, turned and threw the cotton swab into the garbage can. The whole person finally relaxed a little, "OK, don't touch it. I'll give you medicine later."

Muchuan nodded his head slightly, glanced at Xie Yu's palm which he attached with band aids at will. The whole palm of his palm was broken. The band aids were too small to stick, but he didn't care. So he applied two band aids at will, and it was more painful than not sticking.

The palm of Xie Yu's hand was already red, and the red blood covered it. It was shocking to see.

"Your hands don't handle it." Muchuan suddenly asked him.