Pampered Fei Brimming with Cuteness

She felt a good grievance, and her heart was like a needle-punched, painful, painful pain, echoing the red and swollen wound on the wrist.

Qian Duodu bowed his head and glanced at his wrist. The white gauze was attached to his arm, and the faint blood was faintly immersed.

She was also injured... but Long Muzhen, but did not notice...

The eyes of the money blossoming were red in a moment, and the fog was so full that the whole person was stiff in place and could not move.

Long Muzhen took Zhaoyang out of the wooden barrel and put it on his couch. He covered the quilt for her, took a coat and put it on himself. Then he told the cold iron to ask the doctor.

After the cold iron came in, I saw a mess in the house, and the money blossomed like a child who did the wrong thing. Standing head down and standing honestly, I didn’t say anything.

When he blinked, he saw the blood on her sleeves and quickly exclaimed: "Money girl, how is your wrist hurt, you endure for a while, I will go to the doctor."

When Long Muzhen heard it, he immediately turned around and ran to the front of Qian Duo Duo, picked up her wrist and worried: "Where is it hurt?"

However, when his arm was lifted for a while, the money blossoming took a step back as if it had touched the electricity.

Then retract your wrist into the sleeve and hold it with the other hand, so that you don't let Long Mu look.

Her little gesture made Long Muzhen froze, and looked up in a hurry, watching the little woman who had been silent in front of her eyes.

She kept her head down, biting her lips, a lips like a cherry lips, and she was bitten by her blood.

The eyelashes curled on the eyelids, and the black-and-white eyes were flashing with a thin mist.

It seems like you may cry at any time.

In particular, she did not speak, not like before, when she was wronged, she was looking for him to pay for it.

At this time, the gimmick is more like a delicate glass doll, which is pitiful and extremely fragile.

Long Muzhen was made her like this, and she was flustered, especially the blood on her wrist, and his heart hurting like a piece of knife.

How can she get hurt? How can it bleed?

By the way, he just accidentally slammed her, and her wrist was on the wooden barrel. Was it cut through the skin?

Long Muzhen bit his gums and thought that her wound was broken by herself. He couldn’t speak at all.

However, just now he was really anxious, for fear that she was a little bit screaming for a while, she would kill Zhaoyang by mistake.

"Duoer..." After a long while, Long Muzheng screamed and yelled at her...

Qian Duodu heard that Long Muzhen called her name as gently as before. He bit his lip and squinted his head and looked at the man in front of him.

On the face of Junmei, there has been no such thing as a slap in the face, but it has turned into a feeling of distress and worry.

Qian Duodu looked at him and watched it for a long time. He forced the tears in his eyes to go back, lowered his eyelids and removed his gaze.

Then, with his head down, he pulled down his little purse and handed it to Long Mu.

"This is for you... the rest, I will try my best..."

At first, Long Muzhen did not know what was in the purse. He opened it and saw that it was a hundred and twenty thousand silver tickets, and his unique token of the king.

He squeezed the purse tightly, and his face gradually faded away with the words she had just said.