Chapter 227 She Is Still Afraid that He Will Dislike Him

Mo Yuchen saw that Shen Xingluo didn't look like he was lying. He slowly picked up the coffee in front of him and said, "For now, I'll believe you for once."

Shen Xingluo "······"

What does it mean to believe her just once?

What she said was obviously true, why didn't he believe it?

Forget it, don’t argue with him.

Now that the coffee has been delivered, she has to deal with the injury on her hand.

After all, she is a person who loves beauty, and her hands are called the second face. She doesn't want to have an ugly scar on the back of her hands.

In order to get rid of the scars on her body, she suffered so much that she became as fair and fair as she is now.

How can we leave scars at will now?

"Where are you going?"

Seeing Shen Xingluo was about to leave, Mo Yuchen quickly called her to stop.

From the moment she appeared in his sight until now, she had been hiding her left hand behind her back, as if she was afraid of being discovered by him.

Shen Xingluo, who was about to turn around, replied nonchalantly, "I'm going back to my room, can't I?"

"Did I let you go?"

Mo Yuchen's breathtakingly beautiful face was calm and calm, but with a raised eyebrow, it added a bit of evil charm.

Shen Xingluo responded obediently, "No."

Although he didn't let her go, he didn't say he wouldn't let her go either.

It seems that a cup of coffee can't extinguish the fire in his heart.

What should she do so that he would stop caring?

"What's hidden?"

Mo Yuchen asked while gently blowing on the still steaming coffee.

Tibetan?

Shen Xingluo was startled, then shook his head.

"Nothing hidden."

Although she could use this opportunity to explain to Mo Yuchen that it took her so long to make coffee because her hands were burned.

But she didn't want to say it, and she didn't want him to know.

After all, it's not a big deal.

What's more, if Mo Yuchen knew, he might say that she was clumsy and couldn't do anything well.

Furthermore, if he knew that Mo Ziqin indirectly caused her injury, he would probably go to Mo Ziqin again.

Mo Ziqin already hated her so much, but once this happened, she probably wouldn't look good on her.

Old Mrs. Mo had just come back, and she didn't want to make the situation so ugly.

Mo Yuchen took a sip of coffee and narrowed his eyes slightly. It was too sweet.

He likes to drink the original flavor.

The cup Shen Xingluo brewed had added sugar.

It's also his fault for not making it clear to her in advance.

However, it's not like she doesn't have a mouth.

If you really want to know his preferences, just ask Aunt Guan.

Obviously, she had no idea at all.

Putting down the coffee, he raised his head and looked at Shen Xingluo, with disbelief in his deep and narrow black eyes.

"You're not hiding anything?"

The tone was threatening.

"Forehead······"

Seeing that she could no longer hide it, Shen Xingluo had no choice but to stretch out his hand.

"I accidentally got burned."

If she doesn't admit it anymore, it sounds like he will twist her head off based on his tone.

It has already threatened her life, how can she dare to continue to deny it?

As she stretched out her hand, Mo Yuchen could clearly see that the back of the hand, which was as white and as small as an onion finger, had blisters that burst with a single poke.

His dark eyes flashed across the dim light, and he grabbed her wrist and pulled hard.

"what happened!"

Along with his stern voice, there was also the sound of Shen Xingluo taking a breath of cold air.

"hiss."

She couldn't help but cover her shoulders.

The pair of willow-leaf eyebrows frowned slightly.

Could Mo Yuchen be gentler to her?

Her hand had just been reattached after it was dislocated.

Did it hurt her?

Thinking about it, Mo Yuchen relaxed.

But when he thought of her being injured but deliberately hiding it from him, he felt angry again.

"Stop pretending, don't try to fool me again!"

For her, such an injury would not cause her uncontrollable pain.

She was just pretending to be pitiful in order to avoid this disaster!

"I didn't. How could I have fooled you?"

Shen Xingluo felt aggrieved.

He hurt her, and she didn't blame him yet, so why did he blame her instead?

The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she became.

Then, all the emotions came like a flood, directly involving her.

Tears rolled uncontrollably in his eyes as clear as glass beads.

Snap.

A teardrop rolled directly from her eye and fell down her cheek on the back of Mo Yuchen's hand.

Mo Yuchen looked up and saw her eyes that were soaked in tears and as red as a bunny, and his heart softened.

"Does it hurt that much?"

Even the tone of his speech couldn't help but become gentler.

"Yes. I just dislocated my joint and got burned again, and you still pulled hard, wuwu..."

Shen Xingluo raised her other hand and wiped her eyes. Anyway, she was feeling aggrieved and depressed right now.

Hearing her words, Mo Yuchen frowned, and the word "Sichuan" immediately appeared on his originally angular forehead.

It was his lack of consideration.

"Okay, stop crying, let's go back to the room first, and I'll give you medicine, okay?"

The gentle tone is heart-pounding.

He blew gently on the back of her hand.

Looking at the huge blisters, I felt bad.

"Um."

Shen Xingluo nodded in a hoarse voice.

Since Mo Yuchen had already lowered his attitude and allowed them to step down, how could she not give them face?

Just stop when you're done and click until you're done!

Return to the room.

Mo Yuchen frowned and carefully applied the ointment to the blisters on the back of her hands.

"Does it hurt?"

He moved very carefully.

"It doesn't hurt."

Shen Xingluo said truthfully.

It really didn’t hurt, and because he was blowing on it while applying the medicine, it was cool and accompanied by a tingling sensation.

"How did you get hurt?"

he asked.

"I accidentally spilled the coffee on the back of my hand, which is why I took so long."

Shen Xingluo touched his nose.

"Afraid I'll wait too long?"

Mo Yuchen straightened up and took a look at her blisters, which were completely covered with ointment. His heart felt like something was tugging at him.

"Yeah. I'm afraid you might think I'm slow, so I'm a little anxious."

Shen Xingluo followed the trend and answered.

Put the responsibility on him so that he has no one to blame.

Mo Yuchen paused, then moved his eyes from the back of her hands to her face, looking at her delicate yet childish facial features.

Until he saw the cunning glint in her eyes.

He looked away.

Is she still afraid that he will dislike her?

He knew she was lying, but he didn't expose her.

"What's the matter with dislocation?"

He placed the ointment and swabs back in the first aid kit.

"I was just playing around with the Mastiff. It was so exciting."

Shen Xingluo quickly made an excuse.

I felt ashamed of the Mastiff.

Tomorrow, she will prepare sumptuous food for the Mastiff.

to express her gratitude.

Seeing the ointment and cotton swabs used in the first aid kit, Mo Yuchen frowned again.

Ever since Shen Xingluo came to the Mo family, she seems to have been constantly injured?

These things have never been taken out before.

Suddenly, his expression became serious and cold.

"Sink, star, fall!"

There was a heavy severity in his tone.