Pet Addiction: The Prince’s Desire to Spoil His Pet

But Wen Zhigu's attitude is still indifferent: "I said it has nothing to do with you."

Although Ji Xubai was a little disappointed, he didn't force her to ask, but just said to her: "Master, if you need help with anything, you can find my father..."

Wen Zhigu didn't respond to him, but just opened the plaster and put medicine on his chest.

During this period, Wen Zhigu was very quiet, focused on giving him the medicine, and said nothing.

Ji Xubai also didn't ask anything, and looked down at the fingers she applied the medicine on. Wen Zhigu's fingers were very beautiful, slender and fair, and there was a little pink luster on the nails.

When he used to teach her to read in the academy, he would often walk to her desk. Even though he knew that she would feel like sitting on pins and needles every time because of his gaze, he still liked to watch her write. Without him, watching Wen Zhigu write is a kind of Very enjoyable visual feeling.

The words written by Wen Zhigu are not the same as those of ordinary girls. They are smooth and flowing, calm and loose after precipitation, this is the first feeling for Ji Xubai.

Perhaps because of this, no matter what she held in her hand, it looked beautiful.

Ji Xubai suddenly wanted to see Wen Zhigu write again, but he didn't dare to mention such meaningless words for no reason, and according to Wen Zhigu's temperament, it was impossible for her to agree to him.

Naturally, Wen Zhigu didn't know that Ji Xubai was thinking about this in his heart. After she gave him the medicine, she sent someone to prepare meals. He probably guessed that this guy hasn't eaten since she went out.

Ji Xubai can't lift his hands now, even if he is eating, he has to be served by Wen Zhigu, but Ji Xubai's emotions surged up again inexplicably, his heart became more and more depressed, he just pretended to eat warm food calmly. Zhigu fed the meal to his mouth, and after a long time, he asked quietly: "zhigu, when are you going back to the barracks?"

"It's nothing important to come to the barracks, and it doesn't matter if I go or not."

"Won't it delay you?"

Wen Zhigu lowered his head and stirred the soup in the bowl, and said calmly, "What do you want to say?"

Ji Xubai pursed his thin lips and fell silent.

Wen Zhigu put down the bowl in his hand, raised his head, and said in a faint voice, "I think so, let me go."

Ji Xubai nodded slowly in silence.

"I'm leaving, you can smash things anytime, anywhere, right?"

Ji Xubai looked up at her, slightly startled.

"How do I know? I don't need to ask. Every time I come here, the girls in Yuyuan come to me as if they are asking for help. Ji Xubai, if you are really willing to cooperate, I can leave at any time, but I don't believe it." From the beginning to the end, I don't believe a word of your nonsense, so what you say is useless."

Ji Xubai was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed, and accidentally pulled the wound again, coughed a few times in pain, and slightly parted his lips with painful panting: "So, how long can you take care of me?"

When he asked this question, his tone was full of clear self-deprecating.

He himself felt ridiculous.

Ever since he woke up from the fire, every day and every night, his whole body was on the verge of collapse.

Sometimes, I really thought about dying.

It can also let Wen Zhigu vent his anger.

But when I think of my father who is getting old, I really can't bear it.

But if he went on like this, he couldn't find any meaning in living.

He lives like this, except for bringing burdens to those around him, it doesn't have any useful meaning.