Demon master lolicon

"I thought you didn't wake up, so you were already making breakfast." Han Xiaotu followed Mo Yichen to the dining table and sat down. At this time, Mo Yichen took out the toast again.

"Of course, you are a patient, I must take good care of you." Mo Yichen contentedly ate his own fried egg, and smiled brightly at Han Xiaotu.

"Then I was a blessing in disguise!"

Han Xiaotu sighed, if she hadn't been injured by the fall, she might not have been able to wait for the day when Mo Yichen served her.

"Perhaps you can think so. After all... not everyone can get the honor of being served by this young master."

Han Xiaotu shook her head, she really couldn't stand Mo Yichen's narcissism.

Not long after, Mo Yichen went to school, and Han Xiaotu, the "disabled person", took a blanket, wrapped himself up, and started watching TV on the sofa.

While watching the popular Korean drama "The Heirs" these two days, the doorbell rang unexpectedly.

Could it be that Mo Yichen forgot something?

Thinking that no one would come at this time, Han Xiaotu stood up and opened the door with some doubts, but it was Nangong Zeye who appeared in front of her.

"Master?"

Han Xiaotu's eyes widened in surprise. At this time, the young master should be at school.

Before Han Xiaotu asked her question, the next second, she was hugged tightly by Nangong Zeye, with such strength that she could hardly breathe.

"Master... what's wrong with you?"

Han Xiaotu's voice came from Nangong Zeye's chest indistinctly, but Nangong Zeye didn't answer, but put his hands around Han Xiaotu's waist and rested his chin on her shoulder, as if to put her As if rubbing into his body, let her cling to his body without any gaps.

For some reason, Han Xiaotu felt that the young master was different today, remembering the slightly haggard face of the young master she saw when she opened the door just now, she guessed that something must have happened last night.

Maybe the young master encountered some difficulties, maybe the young master just wanted to find someone to comfort him, no matter what, as long as the young master needed her, she would never hesitate.

Slowly, Han Xiaotu also stretched out her own hands, and gently embraced the young master's back, stroking gently one after another.

After an unknown amount of time, Nangong Zeye finally raised his head and let go of Han Xiaotu slowly.

At this time, Han Xiaotu had the opportunity to look at Nangong Zeye's face, those beautiful dark blue eyes looked extraordinarily sad and lonely today.

"Han Xiaotu, I dreamed about my mother last night."

Nangong Sawano finally spoke, his expression looked so sad, as if he had lost everything.

During the eight years with Nangong Zeye, Han Xiaotu seldom heard the young master mention his mother Leng Weimiao, but the rare few times were enough for her to understand how much the young master's mother meant to him. important.

She clearly remembered that one year, when she woke up inadvertently at night, she found that there was no young master around her.The little girl immediately got up from the bed and went outside to look for the young master, but she ran all over the floor and did not find the young master, not in the bathroom, study room, or kitchen.

Han Xiaotu didn't know why the young master suddenly disappeared in the middle of the night, so she ran to the roof of Nangong's villa with the last hope, and on the roof, Han Xiaotu saw only wearing thin pajamas, huddled into a ball, The young master who was sobbing faintly.