The First Beauty in the Stars [女a男o]

Chapter 27

Chapter 27 027

The lights in the tent were turned on again, warm and yellow. Gu Yancheng took off his wet clothes and sat in the pile of quilts wrapped in Mo Li's quilt. He was shy and wished he could only show his face.

"Stretch out the legs." Mo Li found out the disinfectant and sat beside Gu Yancheng.

She originally asked Gu Yancheng to wake up Brown Tang Bobo and treat him quickly, but after hearing about Bobo's treatment method, she was so frightened that she hurriedly searched for medicine.

Looking at the five centimeter-long wound on Gu Yancheng's thigh, he thought to himself that it was a good thing he didn't let artificial intelligence treat it, otherwise he would burn it directly with a laser, and he would pass out from the pain if he didn't die, not to mention... Gu Yancheng's legs are tight and slender

, If there was such a big black scar from the scorching, where would she cry?

"Relax, there may be a little sting." Mo Li said and gently applied the medicine on the wound with a cotton swab. Gu Yancheng was very patient, he remained motionless, his gaze fell on Mo Li.

Mo Li's expression was very focused, and her movements were very cautious. Gu Yancheng felt a little novel about this treatment method. He watched Mo Li rubbing the medicine lightly, almost feeling nothing, but she would stop after rubbing it twice, or blow gently on the burning wound.

"You seem to be very skilled in the work of nursing robots." Gu Yancheng spoke, he was half leaning against the quilt, Mo Li also put a soft pillow behind him, he was wrapped in warmth and Mo Li's smell, if he didn't speak again If so, he felt that he was going to fall asleep comfortably.

Mo Li continued to move his hands, and said casually: "I'm not like you. There are not so many robots where I live, and I have to do everything myself." After a long time,

Gu Yancheng didn't speak anymore, and Mo Li finished painting He thought he was asleep, but when he looked up, he met Gu Yancheng's eyes.

Those usually sharp eyes looked gentle and peaceful under the warm yellow light, and he said hoarsely with sleepiness in his voice: "Can you tell me? Your business." He thought of the crow sleeping in the tent next door

, The "only person who can understand each other" has become a thorn in Gu Yancheng's heart, nothing is unique, if there must be one, Gu Yancheng hopes that person is himself, not anyone else.

He looked at Mo Li, restrained all his aggressiveness, and tried to appear docile and harmless, but Mo Li hesitated for a while and still didn't say anything.

She leaned forward, approached Gu Yancheng's face, and reached out to hold his hand that was exposed outside the quilt: "This is not about me alone, trust me, okay, I will not hide anything from you except this." Gu Yancheng's

eyes There was a little disappointment in the expression, but he did not continue to persecute. After Mo Li wrapped the wound on his thigh with gauze, he let go of the hand holding the quilt, and put his arms around Mo Li's neck. There was still some sleepiness that could not be concealed, but he looked at Mo Li with stubborn and deep eyes, and he said,

"Mark me."

Mo Li is indeed a fox who has practiced for three thousand years. Her eyelashes drooped and her expression was restrained. Gu Yancheng's lips. Like a muffled thunder in the spring rain, the scents are entangled and exchanged, she presses his shoulders, puts her arms around his waist, feeling the process of the hot person in her arms melting in her hands.