Chapter 749 Returning from the Death, Scattered Flowers (33)

The clothes below were difficult to take off, so the child found a pair of scissors to cut off the blood-stained fabric on his knees.

The flesh and flesh were already stuck with the fabric, and when it was lifted, a few bloodshots were torn. Wen Xien's face was pale in pain. She bit her lip, which made her cry out in front of the child who was not so embarrassed.

The child looked at the shocking wound and tightened his heart. He looked up and found that Wen Xien had sweated coldly in pain. Seeing that he had seen it, he showed a pale smile that was not caring at all. It seemed that these pains were nothing to her, but she was trembling when she hung beside her.

His eyelashes drooped slightly, his lips tightly pursed into a hard line. He tightly stretched his face, and his hands were lighter and lighter.

There are some herbs at home. Wen Xien asked the child to chop the herbs and apply them to the wound.

Wen Xien's skin was too thin and too fragile, as white as a piece of jade. The wound appeared on her body, looking particularly serious and terrifying.

However, in addition to the knee injuries, Wen Xien also had many minor injuries on his body, and his clothes were still wet. While the child was burning hot water, Wen Xien changed into clean clothes.

The child walked over with a tub of hot water in his hands. His pace was very steady, bringing the full amount of water to Wen Xien's footsteps.

He wrung out the towel and wiped Wen Xien's hands, but when he picked up Wen Xien's hand, he suddenly stopped moving.

Wen Xien looked over in confusion and saw the child staring at the scars on her hand with dark eyes. This one was scratched by a small stone, neither deep nor shallow.

The pink fingertips trembled slightly, and the pale lips slightly opened: "Little Flower, it doesn't hurt."

fraud.

Even though he was so afraid of pain, his eyes were red and he was still showing off his strength in front of him.

My chest was stuffy, as if I was about to breathe. The irritability was like a small flame, a spark that could start a prairie fire, and it would almost burn him.

What can he do?

He can do nothing.

The child lowered his head, making people unable to see his expression clearly, but the aura emitted from him was very sad.

Wen Xien felt a little distressed when she looked at it. The next second, her palms were itchy, and the smooth and warm touch made her body stiff.

Her tone increased: "Little Flower!"

Then the child did not stop because of this. He was very serious and licked the wound one by one.

The blood stains on the surface were gone, but the child seemed to be stunned and actually licked it inside. He even touched the tender flesh. The wound cracked again and the blood flowed out. The child was licking it very seriously and did not let go of a trace.

It's very...

He shrank his hand and was grabbed by the child the next second. He finally raised his head slightly, and the hair on his forehead covered his dull eyes. There was a trace of blood on his pale lips, and he immediately licked it clean again.

His expression was very strange, as if he was savoring something, and with that gloomy expression, he was extremely terrifying under the erratic candlelight.

Miao Hua didn't seem to think that he had done something wrong. He stared at Wen Xien with his eyes straight, stuck out his tongue and licked Wen Xien's wound, and asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Wen Xien was speechless for a moment. The blood on his hand had stopped, but the wound he licked opened again, and there was still a slight sting.

But in the child's strange sight, what Wen Xien originally wanted to teach a lesson turned into relationships.

“…This is dirty.”

The child lowered his eyelashes. He looked at the white wound that was licked by him, his heart was sore and sore, and finally turned into a sentence.

“Not dirty, not at all.”

It's disgusting at all, it's the taste of Wen Xien.

Miao Hua wiped Wen Xien's feet clean when he exposed him. Wen Xien was obedient and dared not move for a moment.

Wen Xien shrank in the quilt. Because she had just soaked her feet, her hands and feet were still warm. She quietly looked at the busy child and suddenly said, "Why don't you take that bag apart and take a look?"

His heart was all over Wen Xien, and he couldn't care about any burden or not.

Hearing Wen Xien's tone, she knew that she wanted him to see. Miao Hua put down the things in his hand and removed the bag on the table.

I took it out and saw it. It was a piece of clothing, black, with soft fabric, which looked not cheap. But in fact, this kind of fabric was particularly rough for Miao Hua. I don’t know how many times better than he is now in the clothes he wore before, but...

Wen Xien suffered so much injuries, his cloak was wet, and it was even more heavy on her body. She was very wet all over her body, but the clothes inside the bag were very clean and there was no rain at all, which was enough to show that she was well protected.

A piece of clothing he looked down upon was protected by the other person with all his strength.

The fingers twitched nervously, and the child trembled all over and started trembling like a sieve.

Rubbing the soft fabric, Miao Hua tried hard to stretch his face and asked softly: "You... made yourself like this for this dress?"

That's not to say, Wen Xien mainly went to buy New Year's goods. She originally thought it would snow in the afternoon, but she didn't expect it to rain heavily and everything behind her was lost. Only this piece of clothing, Wen Xien couldn't bear to throw away, and it was dirty. In fact, this fabric was very expensive for Wen Xien. She didn't want children to wear bad clothes. Moreover, it was the Chinese New Year that she had to wear good clothes once.

Wen Xien didn't expect the child to react so much. He was a little surprised and a little nervous: "It's not a problem with the clothes, do you like this dress?"

Holding the clothes tightly, Miao Hua lowered his head and did not speak.

Wen Xien thought the child didn't like it, so he couldn't help but feel a little regretful that he was good at making decisions and should take the child to choose what he liked. At that time, Wen Xien wanted to give the child a surprise, but he didn't expect it to become a fright.

Although I felt disappointed, Wen Xien still smiled, his black eyes were shining, and he blinked: "Try it first and see if it fits."

Miao Hua did not move. He was very thin due to malnutrition, but he had grown a little flesh these days. He raised his eyes and saw the loss in Wen Xien's eyes. His dark and dull eyes suddenly opened for a moment.

He began to change his clothes obediently, and changed it in front of Wen Xien. He was not as thin-skinned as before, but his headphones were very red.

The child's facial features are not very outstanding, and they are even a little ordinary. In addition, they are dark and thin, so they seem even more uncharacteristic. However, his temperament is very calm, which highlights that he is different from other children.

After getting dressed, Wen Xien asked him to walk around twice and see it. It was very suitable, not too big or too small.

Wen Xien looked at her likes, and praised her all kinds of things, and directly said that the child's face turned red.
Chapter completed!