Male god, don't tease me: Little soldiers also want to be kings!

Chapter 234 What's the matter with blocking the knife for you?
Mo Yumeng opened her eyes.

The little gangster still gritted his teeth, trying hard to chop off the knife.

But it was blocked by a pair of blood-stained hands.

The blood kept dripping.

Along the slightly slender hand, it flowed drop by drop.

On her hands, on her face, and in her eyes.

The two confronted each other, neither of them would let go.

Mo Yumeng's tears were almost unstoppable, she could clearly see the blade penetrated into the flesh and blood, rolling up a layer of blood mist.

"Zhao Zhiyue, let go!" Mo Yumeng ran one meter away and shouted anxiously.

How much does it hurt?
But Zhao Zhiyue gritted his teeth, his mouth was about to bite through, and he still didn't want to let go.

How can I let go?

He can't fight, and he doesn't have much strength.

If you let go, what if the little bastard hacks her again?
He must persist.

Finally, a team of policemen came running from a distance, pulled the little gangster away together, and put him in handcuffs.

Mo Yumeng's tears could hardly stop.

She looked at Zhao Zhiyue's palm, and the bones were already exposed.

But there is nothing to bind here.

Mo Yumeng looked around in a panic, where was the gauze, where was the medicine?

"Sorry, I'm late." Zhao Zhiyue smiled palely, his eyes were full of serious apology.

Can see you doing this for me, no matter how much blood you shed with this knife, why not?
Bai Yu, who rushed over, heard Zhao Zhiyue's words, and his pace slowly slowed down.

He may have underestimated the man's affection for her.

Between them, is there any past that he doesn't know about?

Mo Yumeng was directly stimulated by his words and burst into tears.

This man really lied to her.

It's her who should really say sorry.

Can't respond to his affection, can't accept his likes.

"I'm sorry..." Mo Yumeng sobbed softly.

"What are you sorry for?" Zhao Zhiyue was a little flustered.

He was used to the heartless Mo Yumeng, he couldn't stand her like this.

"I don't like you... woo woo..." Mo Yumeng lowered her head and cried to herself.

Zhao Zhiyue's eyes were full of sadness, she couldn't see it anyway, and he didn't have to hide his emotions.

"What do you like or not? Aren't we good brothers?" Zhao Zhiyue's tone was still relaxed and gentle, "Stop crying, send me back to bandage the wound! Do you want to see your brother bleed to death?"

Mo Yumeng raised her head, her face was full of wet tears.

But at first glance, what she saw was not Zhao Zhiyue standing in front of her, but Bai Yu.

Not far away, he looked at her with a look that she couldn't understand.

She threw herself directly into Bai Yu's arms, her head began to roll back and forth, whimpering.

This night, she, who had never experienced such things before, felt her inner emotions surging like a sea.

Grievance, fear, guilt, worry.

All kinds of emotions were intertwined, making her throw herself into Baiyu's arms without thinking.

Bai Yu lowered her eyes, rubbed her hair, and comforted her silently.

Zhao Zhiyue smiled desolately, and looked down at the blood that kept flowing from his palm.

Actually, it doesn't hurt at all.

Mo Yumeng, who raised her head again after a few seconds, had no trace of tears on her face.

It's just that the mood is still very low: "Baiyu, I just borrowed your clothes to wipe my tears."

"Yeah." Bai Yu's tone was flat, his expression was flat, and he just looked back at the police who were cleaning up the scene.

"Let's go to the hospital!" They got into a police car, "There is a very close hospital nearby, and it will take less than 5 minutes."

　It's still a reward of 50 book coins!

　　【How will Little Lemon treat Zhao Zhiyue from now on? 】

　　I will like the first little fairy who guesses right.

　　Remember to bring a screenshot to me!

　　The first answer works.

　　There are in the profile of the group number.

　　Do not post the correct answer in the chapter review.

　　you guys~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)