Chapter 482

For a long time, Han Muzi said in a soft voice: "you are injured. I'm not a doctor. It's useless for me to stay here."

"Who said no?" Night Mo Xuan lifts Mou, the vision is straight toward her to see, thin lips tiny Qi: "come over."

Although his face is still very ugly, it looks much better than before. Instead of moving forward, Han Muzi stood in the same place and said in a low voice, "if you have something to say, I can hear you."

"Is it?" The night Mo Xuan sneers: "but I can't? Come here

Han Muzi Don't push an inch

"Well, I'll go." Finish saying, night Mo Xuan still really plans to get up to walk toward her.

He just moved for a moment. Han Mu Zi's face suddenly changed. He walked towards him before he had time to think about anything. Then he pressed him back to the bed, "don't mess around. The doctor will take care of the wound for you? How can you... "

The words behind were drowned in his arms. Han Muzi was held in his arms with a dull expression. His heart seemed to be still for a moment, and his breath was the breath of this man.

Although This is the hospital.

Han Mu Zi's eyelashes trembled and her voice was uncertain: "you, what are you doing?"

Night Mo Xuan greedily breathed a while in her neck, voice stuffy: "confirm whether you are safe."

Han Muzi

"I'm fine. Let me go." Han Muzi said, trying to push him away.

"Well..." Night Mo Xuan pain dull hum a, success let Han Mu purple action all stop. She was the one who had seen his wounds with her own eyes, and had seen them for so long, how could she not know the horror of those wounds?

So at this moment he yelled pain, which must be true pain. After all, she couldn't stand it.

"You're fine, but I'm not." The voice of night Mo Xuan takes so a little aggrieved, the hot air that exhales sprays in Han Mu Zi's neck completely, he is particularly sad: "even if it is a hug, do you want to push me away?"

Han Mu Zi blinks. How do you feel that this person is taking advantage of her?

She took a deep breath to calm herself.

"How long do you want to hold it?"

"Soon, soon."

Yes!

Then I'll trust you once! Hold for a while, hold for a while, who let him be a patient? Who let him hurt himself?

She can't push him away, can she?

Anyway, after being held for a while, she won't lose a piece of meat, and yemoxuan hasn't held her before, so she just takes it as The old hug is good.

But she underestimated the shameless degree of night Mo Xuan, originally thought that he would quietly hold her, but did not expect that this guy only quiet for a while, the hand around her waist began to be dishonest.

At first, his hand just moved a little, nothing else.

However, he probably realized that Han Muzi didn't resist, so yemoxuan became unscrupulous. His hand began to move up slowly and touched her back gently. When Han Muzi felt that something was wrong, he frowned and raised his head to see what the hell yemoxuan was up to.

As a result, as soon as I raised my head, a shadow fell in front of my eyes.

Then, a soft lip.

A touch of warmth covered her lips.

Han Mu Zi stares big eyes, the feeling between the heart was touched by electricity is general, some numb.

She was stunned to see in the near night ink Xuan.

Most likely because of the pain, so he did not even open his eyes, eyelashes in the shadow cast around the eyes feel fragile.

"Well." Han Mu Zi a few seconds to return to God, reflexively reached out to push him, the result pushed for a while, no response. Push again, night Mo Xuan cries on the spot ache, the broken voice overflows between lips.

Han Muzi saw the cold sweat coming out of his forehead, and his heart softened again. He pushed his hand and had to put it down.

You can't push him, you can only ask him.

Han Muzi never thought that in five years' time, she would still be like this Let him hold it in his arms and kiss it gently.

Night ink Xuan kiss is not heavy, very light.

Like snowflakes falling on the ground in winter, there is no desire and impurity.

As time went by, Han Muzi didn't know how long it took. Yemoxuan finally let go of her, but her hot thin lips fell on her forehead and hair top, and then said: "you are willing to let me hold and kiss you so quietly. Even if I die this time, it's worth it."

Han Muzi

This man!

She didn't bite her own teeth.

A moment later, Han Mu Zi raised her head and glared at the night Mo Xuan: "are you hungry? Shall I give you something to eat? "

The distance between them is very close, because they just kiss, so there is still a trace of intimacy in the air.

"Will you prepare something for me?" Night ink Xuan does not answer, ask.Han Mu Zi immediately speechless, and then some angry looking at the front of this took advantage of the good man: "you are for me hurt, I will not want to?"

Listen to speech, the eye ground of night Mo Xuan Mo color is a little gloomy, "originally you are for me to hurt for you, so just want to prepare for me to eat."

But soon, the gloom of his eyes was replaced by other emotions, and his eyes were fixed on her: "in that case, you can stay and take care of me during this time."

Just now, Han Muzi, who was still standing upright, was really reeling because of his words and almost fell forward. Fortunately, she stabilized herself.

Looking at this man's bad smile, she was obviously hurt.

But what can she do? You can't really leave him here.

Han Mu Zi clenched her teeth and said, "it's OK to take care of you, but you can't be like that again."

"Just now? Which one? " Night ink Xuan pick eyebrows, eyebrows also with satisfaction.

This looks irritating, Han Muzi no longer pay attention to him, cold voice: "I go back first, later come to see you, you yourself no problem?"

"How long?"

"Who knows?"

"Not too long. What if I faint when my wound hurts?"

Han Muzi: "I'll be here in an hour."

Night ink Xuan finally satisfied with the lips: "good."

When Han Mu Zi left, he looked at Yemo Xuan anxiously. Although his expression was very pleasant and hateful, his pale lips and cold sweat on his forehead still showed that he was not in a good state.

So she'd better go and return as soon as possible.

After Han Muzi's figure disappeared in the ward, listening to the sound of footsteps, the bad smile on yemoxuan's face slowly disappeared, and then replaced by the color of pain.

The pain on his back made him not know which posture to keep. It was impossible for him to lie down or lie down.

It's just Thinking of the sweet and greasy taste of the corner of the lip just now, Yemo Xuan thinks that it's a good thing to get hurt.

A moment later, he closed his eyes and laughed at himself helplessly.

"Ye Mo Xuan, please be a man."