Reborn Pretty Demon Concubine

Chapter 822 Why Pretend You Can't See Me
"Xiao Mo, are you okay? Are you feeling uncomfortable? I heard you called me just now?" Han Jian just opened the door, and he was still at the door, so he asked inexplicably about the room.

Xia Jinmo hurriedly followed, followed his eyes to look inside, only to find that there was a woman exactly like her lying on the bed inside, but that was obviously not her, because that person saw Han Jian with the same expression in his eyes. She is indifferent, and her belly is flat and unflattering.

Xia Jinmo's abdomen didn't have a big bulge, but there was a baby inside. Although I don't know when Han Jian found out that she was happy and sealed her, but the abdomen is not so flat, it is still slightly bulged.

"Han Jian, that woman is not me, I'm here." Xia Jinmo stretched out her hand to stop Han Jian when she cared about that woman in the past, but Han Jian just frowned and stopped for a while After a short step, he still walked to the woman, poured water for her, greeted her with care, and cared about her.

"Xiao Mo, how is your injury? Is it better?" Han Jian asked her softly after feeding the woman with water.

But Xia Jinmo didn't see any injuries on her body, so it was not only a little strange to hear Han Jian asking this.

"It's much better, thank you for taking care of me." The woman smiled slightly and replied to Han Jian.

The way she smiles is really like her, but she rarely says thank you to Han Jian.

But after Han Jian saw her sweet smile, his heart seemed to be melted, and he walked over, sat next to her, and stretched out his hand to fight for her.

And when Han Jian lost her fighting spirit, Xia Jinmo finally discovered her wound. It turned out to be on her abdomen, but it was just a cut that was cut five inches away. As soon as the sword gave her fighting energy, the wound began to absorb fighting energy, which became obvious.

"Han Jian, don't lose, she is not your Xiaomo, she is a fake, I am Xiaomo, wake up, wake up quickly." Xia Jinmo said when he lost his fighting spirit to that fake Xia Jinmo. He took his hand again, reminding him for a lifetime.

This time it made him feel very obvious, because his hand was pulled by Xia Jinmo, and his position was shifted, and the battle energy could not be output smoothly. This movement made Han Jian frowned fiercely, and withdrew his hand .

"Xiao Mo, take a good rest, I'll go out for a walk." Han Jian told the woman lying on the bed, then stood up and went out.

"Han Jian..." Xia Jinmo chased after him, why is this man so clueless, she has called him so many times, and he also has a feeling, why do he still trust that woman?

"Xiao Mo, you must get better soon. When you get better, I will take you out of here secretly. Let's find a secret place, live our happy life, and never come out again." Han Jian went out to sit At the edge of the pond outside, he muttered to himself in a low voice with affectionate thoughts.

"Han Jian, you are poisoned." Seeing Han Jian's appearance, Xia Jinmo really wanted to kick him away.

"Han Jian, don't you even tell the real from the fake? It's just a puppet inside?" Xia Jinmo sat beside Han Jian, seeing how sad he was, the punch he raised was just a puppet. Instead of hitting, he reached out and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Xiaomo, don't be like this. I know you are injured now, and you are not their opponent, so you must take good care of your injuries. We will have a chance to escape from here when you recover."

When Xia Jinmo hugged Han Jian, Han Jian suddenly said something strange.

What the hell is this, Xia Jinmo didn't understand at all, what she said to her was still talking to herself, just thinking about the fake one in the room?But that fake one is not here at all. If he cared about them, he would talk to himself instead of giving targeted advice.

"Han Jian, do you know that I'm by your side, but am I not injured?" Xia Jinmo leaned close to Han Jian's ear, and asked softly into his ear.

Xia Jinmo knew this, even if she couldn't show her body, Han Jian should be able to feel her.

"It's getting late, it's time to cook for Xiaomo." Han Jian said as if reminding her to let go, and then coincidentally put his hand on Xia Jinmo's, hesitating a little , with a little force, Xia Jinmo's hand was just pushed down.

It seems that Han Jian really found her, but why did he deliberately ignore her, and pushed her hand away.

Although he was puzzled, the only thing now was to follow him to investigate the situation clearly.

After Han Jian entered the room, he quickly cooked a few dishes, but they were not what she liked, but Han Jian sent those dishes to the room, sandwiched the rice, and fed the woman lying on the bed.

Seeing Han Jian's tenderness towards that person, Xia Jinmo suddenly felt sour.

"Han Jian, you forgot about me and think this woman is better than me, are you willing to accept her to replace me?" Xia Jinmo sat next to him and asked him sourly.

But Han Jian didn't say anything, just smiled and continued to feed the woman, until the woman was full, and then came out with the woman's leftover food.

It's not surprising that Han Jian took the food and didn't eat it. After all, he was like this when he was with her before. Han Jian seldom eats, but when he eats, he will definitely be with her.

"Xiaomo didn't like to eat these at all before. It seems that people's tastes will change when they are injured." While talking, Han Jian raised the fire again and cooked several dishes again, but this time they all burned. It's what she likes.

"I used to eat with Xiaomo, and I always felt that these dishes were delicious, but now I eat them alone, and I feel that the taste is very bad." Han Jian sat down, picked up a little dish, took a bite, and shook Head, said something to himself, no longer eat.

Looking at the food placed by Han Jian, Xia Jinmo was feeling a little hungry, and this was her favorite food. After hesitating for a while, she sat down and ate.

Anyway, Han Jian couldn't see her, so he didn't have any scruples, and started to feast on her.

But what she didn't expect was that although Han Jian couldn't see her, the meals seemed to be different, and those meals were eaten by her in a while, leaving only a little leftovers.

But Han Jian didn't seem surprised when he saw that there was no food left, and put away the dishes leisurely with a smile.

"Han Jian, why are you pretending you can't see me? Why don't you want to admit it?" While Han Jian was washing the dishes, Xia Jinmo walked over again, hugged him from behind, and asked the question in his heart.

(End of this chapter)