Chapter 509： His pity for her tears (2/2)

She hurriedly reached out and grabbed his wrist, her eyes full of embarrassment and pleading, ”Big ice cube, don't be here, someone!”

Xiao Xu frowned when he heard the words. ”Does it matter here?”

Chu Qingyan blushed even more, and she was ashamed. ”Because I'm a girl, girl, girl!”

Xiao Xu frowned again. ”I know you are a girl, so you don't have to emphasize it all the time.”

Chu Qingyan felt that she was really defeated by him, and he simply clung to his wrist, which meant that she would not relax.

As soon as the voice fell, he realized that he was shy?

”We are all like this in the barracks,” he explained with a low cough.

”I'm not a boy!” Chu Qingyan snorted!

Xiao Xu felt that he couldn't talk to her this time, so he stood up, and when Chu Qing's face was unknown, he stretched out his hand and hugged her.

”Then I will give you some medicine.” Xiao Xu turned around and left.

I haven't been held in my arms for a long time, but at this time she was very tired, the reflection arc became longer, and the person was dull, too late to think about it. He closed his eyes stupidly on his chest.

When she returned to the room and placed her on the couch, she was already asleep.

Xiao Xu looked at her exhausted face and couldn't bear to wake her up. She sat down next to her couch, then laid her legs flat, and lifted her pants up.

The purpose is to streak blood stains, some are abraded, some are scratched by sharp things, some are bruised, and some are red and swollen. Because her skin is white, these scars are more obvious and more horrible.

He had been injured from all ages since he was a child. When he saw the wound, he could guess where the injuries came from.

The slender wound was scratched by the protruding gravel when climbing, and the large piece of red, which was rubbed by the stones against the cymbals when it slipped down without grasping it, was a large area of ​​bruise. He was hit on the ground ...

Xiao Xu narrowed his eyes, his eyes moved with strange emotions, his pupils moved, and he could only turn into a long sigh in the corner of his mouth.

He took the medicine and helped her, carefully and carefully.

No one can imagine that a person accustomed to killing with weapons will have such a tender moment.

These wounds are all top-of-the-range medicines. After being taken today, most of them will be better tomorrow, but tomorrow, she will have new scars.

Xi Wu is like this. Without injury, there is no progress.

That's how he came. He never felt any pain, but when he saw the scar on the little guy, he didn't feel it.

The person under his hands seemed to feel the pain and could not help sobbing.

Those who fall asleep are the most unsuspecting, and at the same time they reveal the most real feelings.

There were tears in the corners of the closed eyes.

He couldn't help but reach out and wipe the corners of her eyes, his fingertips moist and warm.

Xiao Xu's hand was a meal, and he couldn't help but think of the bitterness of his teeth to endure the pain, and also pretended to be fine with someone who talked and laughed with her. The softest part of her heart was hit gently by her.

At this time, the person lying on the bed rolled over, no longer crying, but opened his mouth slightly.

”I won't give in, I won't--”

The murmured self-confidence, as if persuading others, is like persuading itself.

Xiao Xu's hand touched her cheek, and slightly smiled with pity.

”Little guy, I know, you won't lose.”

You have always been eye-catching.