Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

The palms of the hands were touching the man's heart.

Having been hugged by him twice, Mu Xing felt the bones on his body, but she didn't expect that he was even thinner than she felt.

Separated by a layer of shirt fabric, there was no flesh on his body, and his sternum was so hard that it hurt your hands.

How can you be so thin?

Mu Xing frowned and looked at the man, but the man's black eyes were filled with tears and his eyes were red. He held her wrist and begged, "Baby, hug me..."

Mu Xing: "..."

"Baby, I didn't want to drive you away, I'm sorry..."

Not getting any response, Fu Lingxiao apologized helplessly and begged humbly: "If you are angry, you can hit me and scold me. Don't ignore me, okay... Hug me, please, I hurt so much..."

He really hurts, and his heart hurts so much that it's about to burst.

Mu Xing read the information from the man's intermittent words. He went crazy and became ill because he blamed himself and drove away the person he kept calling "baby".

And he hugged her, kissed her, and called her "baby" several times. It was probably because he was ill and had a unclear mind, and mistook her for the baby he called her. When he woke up, he realized that she was not the baby, so he drove her away indifferently.

You obviously love her to the point of madness and want to drive her away, but the miserable situation you are in now is purely your own fault!

Mu Xing was not in the mood to play stand-in literature with him. He clasped his wrist with a cold face and pulled his hand away forcefully, "You admit it wrong, I am not your baby."

"baby……"

The man didn't grab her hand anymore, but grabbed a little bit of her skirt.

Those deep eyes were foggy and clearly invisible, but they seemed to be looking at her carefully, as if they were afraid of making her angry.

Mu Xing really couldn't stand his appearance, and couldn't knock him out. He felt his pulse just now. He was too weak and could kill him accidentally.

She pulled back her skirt and stood up, "I'll call your bodyguard to help you find your baby."

The hem of the skirt was pulled away from her hands, and the familiar breath disappeared.

Fu Lingxiao was so afraid that she would never come back that she got up in panic and chased after her. However, his body was already extremely weak and he rolled off the bed.

It fell to the carpet with a dull sound.

Mu Xing turned around when she heard the noise, and saw the man lying on the ground, his bandaged hands grabbing the carpet, crawling toward her with difficulty. Every time he moved a little, a blood mark was left on the carpet.

In his mouth, he was still muttering painfully: "Don't go..."

Mu Xing felt an uncontrollable suffocation in his chest, so he ran over and knelt beside him, helping him up.

Fu Lingxiao leaned into her arms, his long arms hurriedly hugged her slender waist, and his thin handsome face was buried in the crook of her neck, "Baby, don't leave me..."

Poor, helpless, fragile.

Mu Xing was afraid that forcing him away would break him up, so he suppressed his temper and said, "I told you I'm not your baby, Fu Lingxiao. If you go crazy again, I'm really going to attack you."

"You are."

Fu Lingxiao hugged her and pressed his thin lips to the side of her neck, stubbornly affirming.

He was clearly a living person, and all Mu Xing felt from him was coldness.

She was too lazy to argue with him about whether it was a problem or not. His mind was not clear right now and it would be useless to talk.

She changed her mind to coaxing, "Okay, okay, I am, then do you want to listen to me?"

Fu Lingxiao nodded obediently, "I'm obedient, as long as the baby doesn't leave me."

Mu Xing: "Then let me go. I'll help you go to bed and help you treat your wounds."

The man who just said he had to be obedient suddenly buried his face deeper into her neck, and his arms around her were tightening, "Don't let go, you will disappear again as soon as you let go."

Mu Xing could only continue to coax in a soft tone: "I will not disappear. I promise you that I will always be by your side to accompany you."

That thin and soft voice almost drowned Fu Lingxiao.

His whole heart was trembling, and he nestled greedily in the warm embrace and asked carefully: "Can you kiss me, baby?"

"..."

Take measures!

Mu Xing gritted his teeth and threatened instead: "If you don't listen to me, I'm leaving."

"Baby, don't go, I'm obedient."

Fu Lingxiao let go of his arms in fear, propped up his weak body and climbed onto the bed.

Seeing that it was difficult for him to crawl, Mu Xing sighed helplessly, stepped forward and helped him lie down on the bed, picked up the disinfectant and continued to treat his wounds.

This time Fu Lingxiao was very cooperative and lay motionless, but his hands were still holding the hem of Mu Xing's skirt uneasily, for fear that she would suddenly disappear.

Mu Xing lowered his eyes and neatly helped him deal with the bloody hole in his neck, wrapped it with gauze, and then helped him deal with his hands.

The moment he untied the bandage on his left hand, Mu Xing's eyes trembled.

The palm has been processed, and the broken flesh has been removed. A part of the gauze is tightly attached to the phalanx, and the bleeding flesh can be pulled out directly after peeling it off.

She had hallucinated pain, and her heart clenched unconsciously. She glanced at the man quietly, but he showed no reaction, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

Mu Xing looked away, his hand movements became gentle, and he helped Fu Lingxiao take care of his left hand and carefully placed it by his side.

She held his right hand that was holding the hem of her skirt, and instead of forcing it away, she coaxed him, "I want to help you deal with your hand injury. Let go first. I won't disappear. Just call me when you're scared." "

The cold voice softened unconsciously, hiding a feeling of love that even she couldn't detect.

Fu Lingxiao hesitated for a while and slowly let go of his hand.

Concentrate all your energy to feel that Xing'er's breath is still there, her hand is holding his, and the warm touch spreads from her hand to her heart.

The cold heart began to beat again.

Reality and hallucinations are intertwined, and his confused thinking has long been unable to distinguish them. It is just an instinctive fear. After the hallucinations disappear, he will die in pain again.

"baby……"

He moved his thin lips and called her softly.

Mu Xing's hand movements paused slightly, and then he responded: "Yes, I'm here."

"baby……"

"Well, I'm here."

He called softly over and over again to confirm that she was still there.

She answered over and over again, telling him she was there.

After the hand injury was taken care of, Mu Xing breathed a sigh of relief and was putting the medical supplies into the medical kit when her thin waist was suddenly restrained by a force, and then she was carried to the bed.

Mu Xing could accurately identify the ebony agarwood in the smell of blood all over his body.

It was this smell, like a poppy, that eroded her nerves day and night, making her so fascinated that she couldn't sleep.

Surrounded again by the smell that she had been thinking about all day and night, her thinking ability was lost in an instant, her brain was in chaos and she could not think. She did not want to struggle, she just wanted to indulge deeply...

Fu Lingxiao hugged her delicate body with all his strength, locked her in his arms, held her chin with his other hand, and kissed her lips eagerly.

Soft little hands climbed up his back and hugged his thin body. Fu Lingxiao was in disbelief. He suddenly froze. His long-awaited hope came true, and tears suddenly fell from his empty eyes...

With his heart trembling, he closed his eyes and allowed himself to sink into this dreamy bubble...