Chapter 105 Does It Hurt? I Blow to You

The moment he saw the media report, An Xia knew that he had misunderstood him.

Telling her earlier was just to prepare her to face the police's questioning, but her sudden reaction made him worried.

Handing the phone back, An Xia gently closed her eyes, and heavily exhaled bloody breath, "Sorry, I misunderstood you. I'll wait for the police to come and ask, you don't have to worry."

His eyes swept over his neck, his brows were tightened, "I hurt you just now."

He didn't guard against himself, no matter how fast he dodged, it was a step too late. The tip of the dagger in her hand should have hurt him.

"It's just a small injury." Mu Chenyuan replied lightly. After taking the phone, he was silent for a while, and said lightly: "Your reaction is so big that I am surprised."

So big that he regretted telling her in advance even for a few seconds.

"Doctor Cheng is a good person." An Xia replied, her clear voice was full of sadness that she had never felt before.

Looking up, far away from the urban area, the image of Doctor Cheng telling her to get dressed quickly flashed in her mind, so vivid that it seemed like it happened yesterday.

And before she had time to return the clothes, the kind person had already left.

She fumbled in her pocket with her hand and took out a few band-aids. She has been training intensively for the past two days, her palms are calloused and bleeding, and the band-aids are always with her.

"Bend down and treat the wound." An Xia's clear voice softened a lot as he tore off the thin paper, "I have a bad temper, so stay away from me in the future to avoid accidental injury."

There is only apology for hurting him today, no regrets.

Mu Chenyuan didn't bend down immediately, but lowered his eyes, looking at her who was less than half a fist away from him.

It's too close, so close that you can clearly see her well-defined eyelashes.

Even closer, he could feel her breath on his chest.

What weight can breath have?

But in a subtle way, her smell and temperature penetrated into his clothes, stuck to his skin, and then escaped into his heart, as if being pierced by a steel needle, the pain was soothed.

"What? Angry? Don't want me to deal with it?"

An Xia held the wound medicine that had been torn open and was just waiting to be pasted on. Her black eyes, which had been swallowed cold, stared at the handsome face who was very suitable for her. Once again, she softened her voice, "From now on, I will try my best to wait for you After finishing speaking, I will decide whether to attack you or not."

When it's time to make a move, she will still make a move.

The thin night covered the strange emotions in Mu Chenyuan's eyes, and the sharp and handsome face was so calm that there was no change.

He lowered his eyes, and looked at Li Yan who was raised up under his eyelids calmly. After staring for nearly a minute, he finally bent down.

Cold fingers caressed the skin of his neck, a strange trembling came suddenly, the sharp and extremely sexy Adam's apple slid up and down inadvertently, Mu Chenyuan had already clenched his fists in secret.

"Fortunately, the wound is not deep, and it will heal in a few days."

The soft breath sprinkled on his chin and neck, rose downstream, and sank into his chest again, trembling came again.

This time, even the tailbone felt a numbness and trembling that was so unfamiliar that the strength in his whole body was suddenly withdrawn.

An Xia thought that she had pressed the pain on him, subconsciously exhaled and blew lightly.

Mu Chenyuan: "..."

Jiling rushed to the top of the sky and almost overturned the cover.

He clenched his fists in time to restrain the wave after wave of trembling.

"It doesn't hurt, don't blow it." He restrained himself, his jaw line showing a cold and beautiful line.

An Xia pursed her lips, "I was injured once when I was a child, and my mother told me that it wouldn't hurt if I blow it."

Later, after her mother died, no one complained about her pain anymore.