There are always bad guys trying to rob my husband

Chapter 117 Looking at her is trying to be brave
"Xiaoyue, what's the matter? Does the wound hurt?" Duanmuxiu immediately sat beside her, reached out to lift her foot, and wiped her wound.

"Master..." Xiahou Xiyue, who had just recovered from her fantasy, stared at the man in front of her in a daze. There was a touch of sadness floating up.

"Why are you crying?" The gauze on her feet did not ooze blood, Duan Muxiu slowly lowered her feet, and stretched out his fingers to lightly touch the tears on her face.

"Master..." Looking at the gentle light in his eyes, Xia Hou Xiyue couldn't help but threw herself into his arms, crying sadly, "I don't want you to have something to do, I don't want the young master to die..."

"Xiaoyue, what happened?" Why did she suddenly become emotional?Duanmuxiu reached out and stroked her back lightly.

"I just... thought of it... the young master's Yang curse... and... and..." Xiahou Xiyue was so sad that she couldn't speak. She saw the young master dying in front of her eyes. She didn't want to do this, She didn't want anything to happen to him, nor did she want him to die.

"What are you thinking with your straw-filled head?" It turned out that she was worried about herself, Duan Muxiu's heart throbbed, and a faint smile could not help but appear on his lips.

"Master, I'm serious." Her head was not filled with straw, Xiahou Xiyue buried her head in his warm embrace and protested sadly.

I don't know when it started, she was no longer afraid of him, and she didn't know when it started, her heart fell on him.

"I'm also serious, just stop thinking about it in your head, and I'll be fine." Duan Muxiu raised her pear-blossoming rainy face, and while wiping her tears, he couldn't help but sigh, " Xiaoyue, when will you change your habit of crying?"

Her tears, her crying, would make him inexplicably irritated.

"Uh, does the young master hate me?" Xia Hou Xiyue blinked nervously at him when she heard this.

"Yes, I hate it when people cry in front of me with tears and snot. Don't you know that you are ugly? This makes you even uglier." Duanmuxiu criticized mercilessly with a vicious mouth, but The hand that wiped her tears was so gentle that he didn't dare to use force, as if he was worried that his hand would hurt her delicate cheeks.

"Ah..." Not good, I was hated by the young master, and the tears I just stopped flooded my eyes again.

"If you dare to shed your tears, I'll throw you out of the window." How could this girl's tear ducts be so developed? Tears come as soon as she speaks. Duanmu repaired his handsome face and growled in a fierce tone. .

"Hmm..." When he yelled, the tears that were about to fall were immediately yelled back.

"I won't stop crying from now on. I saw you shed tears again. Xiahou Xiyue, your time of death is coming. Look at your current appearance. You are so ugly." It can't be fierce, Duanmuxiu thought to himself seeing her being yelled at by him so much that she didn't dare to cry anymore.

In fact, the way she cried was not ugly at all, and the appearance of pear blossoms with rain was very cute, but he hated her tears and her crying.

Xiahou Xiyue didn't dare to cry any more, but looked at him fascinatedly with her beautiful eyes that became clearer after being baptized by tears.

When I met him before, his expression was always the indifference of number one thousand and one. After getting along gradually, he talked more and more, and his expression was no longer the indifference of number one thousand and one. She can get angry, rage, irritable, fierce, and curse, and when she scolds her, she is very vicious and vicious.

But no matter how vicious he scolded.

(End of this chapter)