The emperor chases his wife: a black-bellied husband clings to the door

Chapter 414 Strong Collision 15
She didn't want to be tortured to death by someone in a rage!

Moreover, to leave here, one must have sufficient authority.

After a moment of silent contemplation, Xia Yumo suddenly smiled, as if she had made up her mind, and took a deep breath to completely relax herself.

Enduring the pain, he went down to look for pajamas in the closet.

However, there was a neat row of shirts and suits hanging in the closet, except for Ouyang Hanting's pajamas, there was nothing else.

Men's pajamas were too big for her, and based on Ouyang Hanting's height, even though she was considered taller than average among women, she could only be described as petite and dainty in front of Ouyang.

His pajamas were hanging on him, probably about to mop the floor.

After scanning the closet for a while, she reached for a white shirt and put it on.

I feel much more comfortable.

After putting on his clothes, he lay down again, and about five or six minutes later, Ouyang Hanting came back with a small medicine box in his hand.

Xia Yumo didn't fall asleep, she opened her eyes as soon as the door rang, and was stunned when she saw the medicine box in Ouyang's hand.

Ouyang Hanting was fine, he put the medicine box on the bedside table, sat down by the bed, and beckoned to her, "Come here."

Xia Yumo's sleeping position was in the back, and when he summoned her, she instinctively resisted, but her rationality made her know that she must not offend Ouyang Hanting, which was a good proof just now.

Reason finally overwhelmed instinct, and she leaned obediently to Ouyang Hanting's side.

Her obedience caught Ouyang Hanting a little by surprise, his eyes glanced at the shirt on her body, and his eyes became even more sinking. In the depths of his eyes, the scorching flames danced faintly, as if they were about to ignite into a conflagration.

However, he quickly lowered his eyelids, and said with some deliberate indifference, "If you were so good earlier, you wouldn't suffer so much."

Xia Yumo pursed her lips, wanting to retort her lips, but finally smiled sweetly, "Yeah, am I learning to be good?"

Probably because she accidentally pulled the wound on the corner of her mouth when she was laughing, she took a deep breath.

Ouyang Hanting glanced at her, his eyes couldn't hide his distressed look, but his words were not angry, "If it hurts, don't be brave, remember the pain well, don't always forget the pain when the scar is healed."

Seeing his distressed expression, Xia Yumo's mind flickered, and she murmured, "You gave me the pain too. If you don't want me to heal the scar and forget the pain, then don't let me hurt anymore."

Ouyang Hanting was taken aback, then suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand to rub her hair, he was gentle and pampering, "I told you, don't be angry with me. Well, the face is so swollen, and the corners of the mouth are swollen. It's broken, I'll give you some medicine, it will make you feel much better."

Xia Yumo didn't refuse, and watched him turn his back and quickly open the small medicine box to take the medicine with tweezers.

When her eyes glanced over his back inadvertently, it was as if her eyes were frozen, and she couldn't move her eyes in a daze.

The two of them confronted each other just now, and they never had the opportunity or the mood to pay attention to his back. Now when they looked carefully, they saw a large scar on his back.

The scars have become very faint, and if you don't look closely, you can hardly see them. However, if you look closely, you can still find their hideous appearance.

Xia Yumo only felt that her heart seemed to be firmly grabbed by an invisible big hand, and the pain was unbearable.

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, tremblingly stroking the scars that were already very shallow, and choked up, "It must be very painful, right?"

(End of this chapter)