C6 (1/2)

Nie Mo's throat moved slightly.

Before he met her, he did not know how he had ever liked having a girl like this.

The Nie clan didn't have any ugly girls. Just as the madame had said, they were clever and quick-witted, as well as ambitious.

Why was it different from them?

Sometimes, Nie Mo really wanted to know what she was thinking about.

If the two of them were of equal status, if she wasn't a servant, or if he wasn't the mistress, if his father didn't impeach the Minister Yu and cause the Yu Family to suffer a crushing disaster, he might have really asked for it.

Now, he couldn't ask.

Nie Mo had always thought that his memories were useless, but no matter how it turned out, he felt like he was poisoned.

He had clearly just been fished out of the water by her at that time, but when he saw her, his mouth was still parched and his entire body became like a marionette in her hands …

She thought Nie Mo was not satisfied with his sleep, so she quickly pulled the blanket away and got out of bed to put on his shoes.

The moment she moved, and destroyed the scene in front of Nie Mo's eyes, Nie Mo regained consciousness.

”Don't move, let me see your leg.”

Why was there a moment of hesitation?

The modern she was wearing shorts and walking down the street, but then the modern, not now!

The Dazhou was already very open-minded, but he still had to be careful not to reveal anything below the neck. Compared to the crabs and river crabs of future generations, he was a real river crab.

Once there was more dew, dipping into the pig cage was good. There were simply too many ways to wish for death. Why was she no longer afraid of death? She was afraid of dying in too much pain.

Nie Mo's patience was surprisingly good.

But why didn't he have the courage to challenge the limits of his patience?

She pulled back her skirt, revealing two straight white calves.

Nie Mo only regained his senses when he saw the white cloth on her knees. He sat down on the edge of the bed, his fingers unbuckling the raw buckle.

Just as he was about to stop him, he heard Nie Mo say, ”Don't move, I want to see if the medicine you gave is all right.”

Why is he following Nie Hu around for two hours now? He was sweating, sweat was plastered onto his wounds and medicine, and when Nie Mo took off the cloth, he trembled in pain. He immediately grabbed Nie Mo's wrist.

Nie Mo's hands were cold, and his eyes were red.

Their gazes met, their eyes filled with moisture, looking pitiful and adorable.

Unconsciously, Nie Mo was moved. He did not move, but only said softly, ”If you do not reveal it, it will become even more painful when it grows in your flesh in the future.”

He felt warm and gentle, and when he heard her voice, he felt like a cold poisonous snake.

If it wasn't for him, she wouldn't have been forced to kneel in front of the guests by the Third Miss.

No matter how beautiful Nie Mo was, in the eyes of others, no matter how nice he treated her, he knew that because of these, her life would be in danger.

Thus, when she recognized him, she didn't beg him. Instead, she tried her best to stay at a distance and abide by the rules.

The girls could not act rudely in front of their masters, in case their masters were displeased, so she could not bite the pillow in front of Nie Mo.

She took a deep breath, ”I don't dare to trouble Second Master, let me do it myself.” There was still a tremor in his voice.

Nie Mo coughed lightly, ”You have no experience, let me show you.”

F * ck! She had never experienced this in her previous life, and she didn't want to have it in her current life either.

She finally let go of him.

But when Nie Mo lifted it up, it was so painful that she shivered. Tears flowed down his cheeks drop by drop onto his skirt, and he bit his lips with all his strength to not cry.

Nie Mo scolded Nie Hu in his heart, but he did not say a single comforting word to her.

Blood started to seep out of Nie Mo's leg once again as he reached out to catch the two tears that were dripping, ”Don't fall on the wound, it'll be even more painful.”

He didn't dare to make a sound, afraid that he would burst into tears. He could only droop his head and nod.

Nie Mo once again applied a layer of medicine on her. He didn't know where he got the gauze, but he slowly wrapped it around her knees.

How could she know? If she wanted to survive better, she should have thanked him. But she didn't want to say it.

She silently withdrew her tears, took out kernels s from under the pillow and wiped her eyes.

While doing all this, she kept her head lowered, she did not see Nie Mo slowly retract his hand that was holding onto the kernels.

He stood up and said condescendingly, ”Rest. You don't need to come out for the next two days.”

After saying that, he waited for her to look over and indicated that she should look at the window. Under the window, there was a small basket of fresh grapes on the table.

”The grapes have been washed.”