Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 34

Misha was speechless when she heard this sentence.

Carefully stick your feet out.

"Then be careful."

Bo Xinglan didn't speak, she lowered her head and put her feet on her lap.

He lowered his head, his brows were tightly furrowed, as if there was some serious injury in front of him.

Misha looked at him as if he was facing an enemy, and was a little speechless.

There is a little blood next to the nail, why is he so nervous?
He didn't care about such serious injuries and bleeding so much before, why is it different now?

Bo Xinglan carefully sterilized him again, took out the medicinal wine and wiped it on her bruises, and held her feet with both hands to rub them.

The warm palm moves lightly, and the strength is just right. Although it hurts a little, it is still tolerable.

Misha pursed her lips and endured.

Bo Xinglan seemed to be aware of her movements, so she couldn't help but lighten up her strength.

With a fluttering hand on the sole of the foot, Mi Xia laughed without holding back.

Just now when it was a little heavier, I only felt pain, but now that it is lighter, I can't stand the itching.

"It's itchy! Don't touch it."

She shrank her feet and hid, but Bo Xinglan was still holding on to her ankle.

"Don't move!"

As Mi Xia struggled, the soles of his feet would always rub against Bo Xinglan's hand, and he huddled up in the corner of the sofa laughing.

"Stop rubbing, stop rubbing, let go of me, it's so itchy!"

"No, it will be swollen tomorrow."

Bo Xinglan spoke seriously, not letting her move.

Misha was already laughing so much that she lay down on the sofa, wiping the tears seeping from the corners of her eyes.

"Then you should be heavier, I am not afraid of pain, I am afraid of itching."

Bo Xinglan frowned, and began to push Mi Xia's medicine as if facing an enemy.

The strength of the hand was light at first, then heavy, and then it was heavy, which made Misha hurt. He quickly relaxed the strength, and Misha laughed again.

It took half an hour to heal a small injury like this.

In the end, Misha laughed until her stomach ached, and she curled up on the sofa.

As soon as she saw Bo Xinglan approaching, she backed away in fright.

"Don't, stop rubbing, I can't take it anymore."

There was no expression on Bo Xinglan's face, but Mi Xia felt that his facial features softened a bit.

But after a while, it cooled down again.

"You rest and eat later."

After finishing speaking with a straight face, Bo Xinglan went upstairs directly.

Mi Xia lay on the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Aunt Chen coming to pack her things with a rare smile on her face.

"The young master is so kind to Miss Mi."

Misha choked on her sudden words.

"Where is it?"

"Didn't the young master still rub Miss Mi's feet? I watched the young master grow up, and I have never seen him so close to anyone."

"Really?" Mi Xia didn't believe it, thinking that Aunt Chen was bluffing her. "Even his parents aren't close?"

Aunt Chen sighed.

"Master and Madam..."

She shook her head, didn't continue talking, and left with her things.

Misha looked at her expression suspiciously.

Aunt Chen meant that Bo Xinglan had a bad relationship with her family?

In the past, Zixuan seemed to seldom mention Bo Xinglan and his family. Most of them said that Bo Xinglan used his identity to steal his things...

Mi Xia froze for a moment, and carefully recalled the past.

It seemed that when Zixuan talked about Bo Xinglan with her, he never praised her, but only spoke bad words.

Said that Bo Xinglan was conceited, said that he was indifferent, and stole his business regardless of brotherhood...

Could it be that the relationship between Bo Xinglan and his family is really that bad?

(End of this chapter)