Qing Ben's black and cute demon concubine strikes

Chapter 193 Snow Clothes' First Time (2)
His appearance didn't seem to be much different, but his eyes were a little wandering.

At this time, Lingjiu's attention was all on his injury, and he didn't notice his expression at all. Two small hands nimbly avoided touching his wound, and took off the blood-stained white clothes piece by piece. Some places that are not easy to take off are cut with a knife.

What was displayed in front of her was still a body as white as jade, lean and not slender.Just looking at the blood hole on the shoulder, and the bruises on the abdomen and various places, Lingjiu suddenly felt that the whole body was not well, and her cheeks trembled for a while, "It's all hurt like this, you still hugged me just now?"

She was also angry that she wasn't careful enough, and she didn't realize this all of a sudden.

Song Xueyi knew it was useless to explain, and said softly, "I've already hugged you."

Meaning, it's useless to be angry now, so stop being angry about it.

This rascal!Lingjiu was neither angry nor angry, and stretched out his hand to him with a cold face, "Medicine."

Although she also carried a lot of medicines given by Song Xueyi in her Qiankun Spiritual Artifact, Song Xueyi knew best which kind of medicine was best for what kind of injury.

A box of trauma medicine appeared in Song Xueyi's hand. Before Lingjiu took over, he took Lingjiu's hand first, "show me your hand first."

Lingjiu: "Small injury."

It's just that Song Xueyi's gentle attitude is unyielding stubbornness, Lingjiu has no choice but to let him toss his palm.

The white silk was pulled away, revealing that the small and tender fleshy hands were completely bloodless, and the skin of the opened wound also showed a whiteness of severe blood loss.

Song Xueyi's face tightened.He felt that his injury was not as uncomfortable as looking at the wound in front of him.

It is useless to use trauma medicine for the symptoms of blood loss, and it must be supplemented internally.In Song Xueyi's mind, he had already worked out a set of medicinal diets to enrich the blood of Lingjiu.

While applying trauma medicine to the wound on the little hand, he carefully tied it up with clean white silk.

Lingjiu looked at the serious-looking young man and thought distractedly: If this guy works in a modern hospital, he doesn't know how many self-harm cases will be caused!
"Dove?"

"Ok?"

"I called you three times."

Lingjiu came back to her senses, raised her head and bumped into Song Xueyi's soft eyes, the emotion in those eyes made her heart skip a beat!
This look, this look.

The look in Wei Yun's eyes when he looked at Bitao looked alike but not like that. She thought Wei Yun's eyes were familiar before, so it turned out to be from Song Xiaobai.

"What's wrong?" Song Xueyi looked at her suspiciously.

Lingjiu shook her head, "You must like me very much."

Suddenly being told such a blunt sentence, Song Xueyi was stunned, she didn't know what to say for a while, her usual calm and indifferent, her ingenuity was thrown into the sky.

His expression immediately entertained Lingjiu, and he stretched out his hand to pull his face with a smile, "This kind of look, you only have to look at people who are close to you."

It was discovered!

Right now, Song Xueyi only had this one thought in his mind.If it can be materialized, then these four words will definitely be bloody, bold and large, with lightning and thunder.

"It's not in vain that I love you so much." Lingjiu let go of his cheek, soaked a white brocade handkerchief in water with his uninjured hand, and then helped Song Xueyi wipe the blood on his face, "From now on, I will respect Aunt Sun Honor me like that, you know?"

Unable to make an expression, Song Xueyi, whose body was stiff and heart beating, could not help showing a trace of doubt when she heard this.What does this have to do with my mother.

"Why don't you talk?" Lingjiu muttered for a while, only to realize that Song Xueyi hadn't spoken.

Song Xueyi moved her lips and said softly: "Ju'er is only so old, so you just say filial piety?"

Age is definitely a big pain for Lingjiu, she said blankly: "My heart is more mature than yours."

Hearing this, Song Xueyi understood that the girl in front of her didn't understand her own thoughts at all, and she would be wrong when she said that she liked and was close to people.

The meaning of liking and being close in her words is basically the emotion between relatives.

The body was already seriously injured, and there was another wave of ups and downs in the mind, which made Song Xueyi's brows reveal a look of exhaustion.

This was discovered by Lingjiu, and she couldn't help but soften her voice, coaxing him: "Go to sleep."

Song Xueyi looked at her with half-closed eyes, and said with a light smile, "Jiu'er really looks like a little elder." The little elder who pretends to be an adult is really interesting and cute.

Lingjiu, who didn't know Song Xueyi's true meaning, was delighted by what he said, and said solemnly: "I'll sleep with you, I'll watch over you."

The corners of Song Xueyi's mouth turned up, and he blinked his eyes, with confusion appearing in his eyes.

"That's what Jiu'er said." His voice was soft, sleepy and lazy, so soft that it tasted like a baby, and the low magnetism tickled people's hearts, "When I wake up, I want to be the first You can see Jiu'er right away."

What the hell!Heart strike!

The male god is acting like a baby, why don't you be so awesome!

Lingjiu stared at Song Xueyi blankly, sure that he was acting like a baby, seeing him like this, his whole body was numb.

Song Xueyi didn't know if she was also aware of her state at this time, her ears behind her black hair were bright red, but she didn't intend to explain.Suddenly he leaned close to Lingjiu and kissed the tip of her nose. Before Lingjiu could react, he leaned against the chair and closed his eyes.

Time was silent for three seconds, and Lingjiu burst out laughing with a "puchi".

"Song Xiaobai, you really are getting smaller and smaller!"

Song Xueyi, who hadn't fallen asleep yet, heard her relaxed words, her eyelashes trembled, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and then she really fell asleep from exhaustion.

If Sun Gulan knew all this, she might be jealous of Lingjiu again.

As a mother, she has raised her son for 13 years, and she has never seen her son act like a baby to her. Now, it is the first time that she has fallen on the head of a seven-year-old girl. This is how embarrassing for her.

Seeing that Song Xueyi's breath was slightly heavy, Lingjiu knew that he was really exhausted today.

While wiping Song Xueyi's body with a wet towel, she thought: If it wasn't for Song Xiaobai's late start in martial arts training, most of the time when he unraveled the poison formation was spent on alchemy, where would there be that black man? The arrogant man in clothes.

"It's just that after Song Xiaobai's weird physique was spread, I don't know if it's good or bad."

After the poison formation was released that day, Lingjiu discovered that the spiritual roots in Song Xueyi's body were strange.Perhaps it was because he was forcibly plundered since he was a child, and then he was constantly demanded and oppressed by the poisonous formation. Not only did this spirit root not disappear with time, but it became more and more courageous, just like steel that has been honed in various ways. , grow into a more powerful spiritual root.

(End of this chapter)