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I don’t know where the unreliable 360 ​​went, and there is no reply.

So Xiao Ming had no choice but to take the ointment and go into battle himself.

Realizing his approach, the child's body tensed up and trembled slightly.

At this time, [Shun Mao·Ming] is online again.

Under Xiao Ming's soft comfort, the child finally didn't resist his approach so much.

As the child's body relaxed, Xiao Ming felt a little fortunate that the fever came at a good time. If the fever hadn't been so fuzzy, the child probably wouldn't have relaxed so easily and let him take the medicine.

Xiao Ming gently lifted the child's legs, let his feet rest on his shoulders on both sides, and looked down at his wound.

Although he tried his best to avoid it, Xiao Ming's eyes still unconsciously aimed at an indescribable place during the period.

I saw the little thing between the child's legs lying softly in the middle, just as well-behaved as its owner.

After having the memory of the original owner, Xiao Ming felt that he was not well.

Obviously it's just a medicine, but I always think of some bad things, and my eyes start to wander.

If I go on like this, I'm going to bend a cliff!

Xiao Ming: 6, let’s discuss, can this be coded?

360: Why don't you turn the child over to apply the medicine?

Xiao Ming blushed suddenly, raised his voice and said: You...why didn't you say it earlier!What did you do just now?

Xiao Ming turned the child over with his face flushed, but he cursed the original owner in a low voice, he must be influenced by the original owner to have such shameful thoughts and actions!

Xiao Ming: Yes!definitely is! !

The ghosts of Tang and Sui Dynasty smiled: This pot brother doesn't memorize it.

Xiao Ming dug a large lump of green ointment on his index finger, and with the other hand, he opened the baby's white flowers, the soft and smooth sides were round.

...Then Xiao Ming kept this action.

5 minute later.

360 yawned: You should hurry up.

Xiao Ming: 6, I, I can't do it.

360: Then you can see it?

Xiao Ming's heart froze, his eyes closed, and he pressed down his fingers like a strong man breaking his wrist.

Aware of the soft springy feeling from his fingers, Xiao Ming opened his eyes and saw that his index finger was poking straight on the white flower on the left side of the child, and a dimple-like depression was also poked out.

360: Old rascal.

Xiao Ming: ...

Xiao Ming dug out the medicine again, this time he gritted his teeth and applied it directly without hesitation.

Xiao Ming managed to apply the medicine on the premise of trying not to touch the cracked part of the child.Just when he breathed a sigh of relief and was about to raise his hand, 360 said: paint the inside too.

At the end, I added another sentence: "Come on, come on."

Xiao Ming's eyes are red, this damn 360!

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ming bit his lip and tentatively pressed his finger down.

"Oh!" For a moment, the child's body tensed up, his brows were tightly frowned due to the pain, and he let out an uncomfortable sob.

Xiao Ming didn't dare to move anymore, and waited for the child to get used to it, and then lightly applied the ointment on his finger.

After repeating it several times to ensure that the ointment was all applied, Xiao Ming's back was already soaked.

360: You can think so much with just applying medicine, you beast.

Xiao Ming: ...It's all the fault of the original owner, who has polluted my pure thoughts.

Tang Sui, the original owner who has been focusing on taking the blame for 30 years:  …

Xiao Ming gently turned the child back, then covered him tightly with the quilt, reached out and probed his forehead with the back of his hand, and found that the fever had subsided a lot, Xiao Ming felt very relieved.

Although the child was much better, Xiao Ming still didn't dare to relax. He soaked a towel in cold water, wrung it dry, folded it and placed it on the child's still hot forehead.

The child let out a sigh of comfort.

Xiao Ming lay on the edge of the bed, staring at the sleeping face of the child.

My son is so pretty, Xiao Ming smacked his lips.Staring and staring, Xiao Ming's eyelids hugged together unconsciously, his neck tilted, and he fell asleep.

The next morning.

When Xiao Ming opened his eyes, he saw the child looking at him softly. When he saw him wake up, he curled his lips and called out with a smile, "Good morning, Dad."

Xiao Ming looked at Yan Shu's smiling face and was a little speechless. His own child must have been transformed by some goblin...

"Shu'er, you, are you better?" Xiao Ming asked worriedly.

"Dad, I'm much better." Yan Shu blinked, opened his eyes wide, and asked a little confused, "Dad, why are you standing so far away? Can you get closer to me?"

"Shu'er, are you, I, I'm afraid of you, you won't like it..." Xiao Ming was at a loss.

"How come?" The child's eyes were instantly covered with mist, "Dad, do you hate me?"

Xiao Ming's heart twisted, he quickly stepped forward and hugged Yan Shu, and comforted him, "Why?! Shu'er, you, are you willing to forgive me?"

"Forgive?... Hehe, Dad, why do you think so?"

Xiao Ming felt that there was something wrong with Yan Shu's voice, and just as he was about to bow his head, he heard a stern voice beside his ear, "I wish you could die—!"

Xiao Ming looked down, and saw the child in his arms showing a bloodthirsty smile, his face contorted, holding a sharp knife in his hand, and stabbing himself in the chest!

"Do not--"

Xiao Ming jumped up abruptly and opened his eyes.

He lowered his head and touched his chest, there was no blood, so he was dreaming just now.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and when he looked up, he saw Yan Shu staring at him with a complicated face. Xiao Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he said with a stiff smile, "Morning, morning."

Yan Shu didn't speak, still staring at Xiao Ming with deep expression, opened his mouth after a long time, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Why, stand so far away?"

When Xiao Ming thought of that dream, he was about to shed a cold sweat.

Xiao Ming shook his legs and said tremblingly, "Shu, Shu'er, it's very dangerous for children to play with knives, hahahaha, haha."

Yan Shu frowned.

Xiao Ming's heart was about to pop out, seeing Yan Shu frowning made his mouth dry and tongue dry, feeling that heaven was not far away, he summoned 360 words in his heart: 6, what will happen if I die?

360: Be rejected by hell ugly, and then become a lonely ghost.

It was rare for Xiao Ming not to care about it, but swallowed his saliva and asked: I mean, what will happen if you die in this world?Can you start over with a reload?

360: You can reincarnate and try to come back in your next life.

Xiao Ming understands that if he dies in this world, he will be gone, and he can't even go back to reality.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ming took another two steps back, further away from Yan Shu.

Yan Shu watched the person in front of him back while trembling.

Yan Shu lowered his eyes. From Xiao Ming's point of view, it was the child's alienation from him that made his face full of loneliness and sadness.

Seeing his expression like this, Xiao Ming couldn't help remembering what happened to the child, and couldn't help feeling distressed, so he took a deep breath, took a few steps forward and sat on the edge of the bed, put the towel on Yan Shu's forehead Stepping aside, he plucked the child's bangs and asked softly, "Is there anything else uncomfortable?"

Yan Shu looked at the person in front of her with unconcealable worry, it didn't look like she was pretending.

Seeing that Yan Shu didn't speak, Xiao Ming thought that he was still uncomfortable, so he hurriedly pressed his forehead to feel the temperature of the child's forehead.

The man's approach made Yan Shu's eyes widen unconsciously, and he clenched his hands tightly, but before he could react, the man left.

The man's temperature disappeared, Yan Shu heaved a sigh of relief, but also felt some inexplicable nostalgia in his heart.

so warm...

"Great, I don't have a fever anymore." Xiao Ming was very happy, and tucked up the quilt for him again, "I'm going to cook the porridge, can you sleep for a while, good boy."

After finishing speaking, before he could react, he stretched out his hand and rubbed his head, and then hurried away.

Yan Shu was taken aback, then remembered what happened last night.

He had a severe fever last night, but it didn't prevent him from being aware of what was going on around him.

Looking at the figure of the man leaving, Yan Shu thought of his care last night, as if the man's gentle comforting sound was still ringing in his ears, Yan Shu showed a puzzled look, not long after, he squinted his eyes, and there was an unknown expression in his eyes. The light flashed.