Villain, weak and helpless (wearing books)MTL

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   Shen Hanxue was lying on the bed quietly with her eyes closed, her complexion pale, even a woman Zhao Xiaohua could not help but be moved when she saw it. No wonder there are so many unwillingly come to Shen's house all day to propose a marriage, hey.

    Zhao Xiaohua sighed slightly, and fed Miss Shen with a small spoon of fish soup. Fortunately, she could swallow it, otherwise she would really not be able to pay for the doctor's treatment. After feeding the fish soup, Zhao Xiaohua wiped Shen Hanxue's mouth carefully, which was relieved. The so-called trouble is that you can't throw it away, you can't catch it, and you have to wait on it.

    Chen Mo babbledly watched Zhao Xiaohua take care of Shen Hanxue, and the sour bubbles in her heart were about to overflow. Xiaohua is good at everything, but a little softhearted. On weekdays, he pretends to be a little stupid and pitiful, but Xiaohua has nothing to do. At that time, he still thought this advantage was good. Now that Xiaohua is sympathetic to Shen Hanxue, why is he so awkward?

    When Zhao Xiaohua turned her head with the empty bowl, what she saw was Chen Mo staring at Shen Hanxue on the bed, wishing to stare Shen Hanxue out of the bed, and immediately stepped forward vigilantly to block Chen Mo's sight, wrinkling He

    raised his eyebrows and looked at him and said: "Why are you still here?" "..." Chen Mo almost laughed at Zhao Xiaohua's reaction, but he still couldn't explain the incident of entering Shen Hanxue's boudoir that night. Holding her breath to attract Xiao Hua's reaction from Shen Hanxue, she showed a silly smile: "Xiao Hua, you forgot, you said you want to give me medicine!"

    "..." I can't remember what I should remember, no I remember everything that should be remembered! Zhao Xiaohua had a black line on her face. Seeing that Chen Moda meant that I would not leave if you didn't give me medicine, she had to drag the person out.

    After finally tricking people into his house, Chen Mo sat on a small stool obediently and handed Zhao Xiaohua the ointment he bought today, waiting for Zhao Xiaohua to apply the medicine to herself.

    "..." Zhao Xiaohua silently watched a big man of eighty-eight meters tall with a cleverly waiting expression, the corner of her eyes jumped uncontrollably, and she unbearably dug out a lump of ointment and rubbed Chen Mo's "scar". Above, while wiping it, he said with some doubts: "Where did you go that day? I didn't find you no matter how I looked. Also, did the fire have long eyes? Why didn't it hurt anywhere? It just burned. The roots of your ears are here..." The

    more Zhao Xiaohua thinks about it, the more weird it becomes. Yes, she doesn’t feel strange that Chen Mo’s hair burns away. But the hair is still good, and only a small piece behind the roots of the ears was burned. What kind of weird posture was this guy at that time that caused this kind of weird injury?

    Zhao Xiaohua was waiting to stretch her head to the front and take a good look, she was held by Chen Mo's big hands and moved her head to her eyes. She blinked her agile eyes and looked at Xiaohua nervously: "Ahem, Xiaohua, you, why are you so close suddenly, we haven't got married yet, okay..."

    "..." There is a half-cent relationship with being married or not! Zhao Xiaohua immediately let go of her hand speechlessly, and stopped to get the bottom line. No matter where this guy went that day, he didn't do anything good!

    Zhao Xiaohua directly threw the scald cream to Chen Mohu and glared at him: "After the injury is applied, I will go back first. I will sleep in Miss's room, so don't give me any tricks!"

    "Ah? Shen... Miss... The room is just a bed. How can you sleep on the couch, Xiaohua? How about..."

    "... Why don't you go to the couch next to you and take care of the young lady?" Zhao Xiaohua interrupted him coolly, whistling her eyes. Fly to Chen Mo.