Chapter 300

Ling Xiaoan lowered her head and sobbed. Her burning tears fell down her pale face

He's like a big wolf! Or a very abnormal, very bad, eat people do not spit bones of the big gray wolf!

The back of his hand seemed to be burned for a while. Then Xiao Han realized that his little woman was crying again, silently shedding tears, suppressing the low cry, and the little soft body was shaking in front of him.

He picked her up and went into the room.

The sheets on the bed were all new, worried that she would not sleep well, and specially asked someone to change a softer mattress.

Xiao Han put the man on the bed and looked at her intently.

The eyes are full of charming luster, the small gray face is gradually a little bright red, and the trembling lips are particularly attractive

"I'll get you some water, eh?" He didn't kiss her, he didn't move her, he just looked down at her, but her tears still trickled down, her curly eyelashes were stained wet, and she looked very pitiful.

He used to like watching her cry.

More like... Make her cry.

But now, the tears like pearls, like drops on his heart, spread a sour.

She was reluctant to cry.

It hurts to watch.

Xiao Han goes to the bathroom. The sound of water slowly fills the bathtub. He rolls up his sleeve and reaches out to test the water temperature. Then he comes out.

Bending over to pick her up, he said with a smile: "the water is ready, go wash it."

Ling Xiaoan raised his swollen apricot eyes, his voice was so light that he could hardly hear them, and he was shaking faintly: "I, I want to wash myself."

After living in the hospital for such a long time, she really wanted to have a good bath.

But she knew that next in the bathroom, she would be pressed in the bathtub, and then torn apart by the wolf

She doesn't want that!

Xiao Han put the person down, pinched her chin, and raised her mouth obliquely: "do you want to wash by yourself?"

She nodded several times.

"Then wash it yourself. I'll wait for you outside. Call me if you need me."

"..." Ling Xiaoan was so stunned that he was in the same place for a long time, showing a silly appearance.

When did he talk so well?

It was not until the abnormal wolf really walked out of the bathroom that she gradually regained her mind and quickly went to lock the door.

The bathtub is constant temperature, with massage function. It's very comfortable to soak in warm water. Ling Xiaoan closes her eyes, and her nervous limbs and nerves gradually relax.

Even the inexplicable pain on the body seems to have no feeling for the time being.

However, the thought that the wolf was still waiting for her outside made her face tense again.

He said that he would live here in the future. Does that mean that she would sleep with him every night after that? Sleeping in the same bed? Face him every second? Did she not even have a chance to breathe?

Ling Xiaoan stands up from the bathtub.

But I found that

She just walked in empty handed. She didn't have a clean change of clothes.

Helpless, she had to continue to wear that dirty clothes, always not naked out.

But when the moving door opened, he stood outside.

The deep and secluded eyes, like hunting hunters, are waiting for his small prey to break into his arms.

"I forgot my pajamas?" Xiao Han handed his clothes to him. Under the orange light, he hit his handsome face. At the moment, his rebellious face was outlined very gently.

Ling Xiaoan carefully took the clothes, under the man's eyes, rushed into the bathroom.

After changing her nightdress, she walked out slowly and stood in front of him. She didn't dare to look up. Every finger was slightly curled, and her heart was beating hard.

But he suddenly pulled her into his arms, close to her ear, gently and hoarsely said: "I'm hungry, go to cook for me."

Do, cook?

It's about evening. It's time for dinner

Ling Xiaoan didn't know why, but quickly nodded and ran to the kitchen.

Can hide for a while, is for a while!

Keep breathing the same air with him. She'll faint with tension.

Standing in the kitchen, she heard the patter of water coming from the bathroom. He went to take a bath.

It's just

He seems to take a long bath.

She cooked two simple dishes, rice has been cooked, but he has not come out.

She walked uneasily to the bathroom door. The sound of the water had already stopped, and there didn't seem to be any movement inside.

Is something wrong?

"Xiao, Xiao Han?" Ling xiao'an looked like a mosquito and raised his head to exhort.

He did not answer, there was no sound in it, so she planned to go away.

If you take a bath, nothing else will happen.

But just as she turned around, there was a loud "bang Dang" sound coming from the bathroom.

"Xiao Han? I... I made the meal. " She stopped and called again.

This time, she was even more courageous, stretched out her hand to pull the door.

WOW——

Xiao Han directly opened the remaining half, but he was naked and tied a bath towel around his waist.

"You, your body..." looking at him, Ling Xiaoan's eyes immediately stained with a layer of moisture, and panic.

In front of his chest, there were at least five or six red scars, deep and shallow, so shocking!

She was not unfamiliar with such traces. Last time, he was injured on his back and fainted. Later, four Liang came to apply medicine for him.

As Xiao Han goes out, Ling Xiaoan finds that on his back is

She stood where she was, her eyes getting hotter and hotter.

"Can you apply medicine? Come and help me with the medicine, eh? " Xiao Han sat down on the sofa and looked at the frightened little woman.

Ling Xiaoan went step by step.

Standing beside him, she did not dare to see, even more did not dare to touch.

But he can't paint his back. If she doesn't help him, will his back rot?

These scars don't seem to be left at the same time. Why? Who did it? Is it his father again?

Hearing his breath, she was not sure if she hurt him. She put ointment on her hand, but she did not dare to touch him again.

"Did I hurt you?"

Xiao Han grabbed the shirt beside him and put it on his body. He stretched out his long arm and fished her between his legs.

Her dress was open, and she sat on his thigh tremblingly, afraid to touch his wound.

"I can stand the pain." He spoke almost to her ear.

Then he picked her up, went back to the room and looked down at her: "does it still hurt?"

Ling Xiaoan bit his lip and said for a long time: "my stomach... Has a little pain."

"Xiao, Xiao Han! Don't do that -- "

She exclaimed, but it was too late.

His lips have fallen on her flat belly, gently kissing he