After wearing the book, the sickly junior brother always plots against me

When they returned to the room, they saw Xiaoxuan who came to deliver the medicine. Xiaoxuan was expressionless, but the scar on the back of his hand was not blocked, and his tone was relatively cold: "This medicine can make your festering skin heal sooner."

"As for the others, it depends on your luck."

But Liu An didn't take the bottle of medicine quickly, so what about the festering, as long as the senior brother doesn't despise himself, it's fine, and the vulgar thing like the skin bag is thrown away.

The only thing he cared about was his senior brother, and he said with a lazy but murderous look in his eyes at this moment: "When will my senior brother's poison be cured?"

"I don't pay much attention to things like sincerity. Anyway, I haven't lied to me here. If there are some people, I've changed from a human to a ghost."

Xiaoxuan put the small green bottle heavily on the table, took another look at Huaming, but quickly looked away: "Three times a day, apply it on the injured area, and then soak the medicinal herbs."

"Someone will bring the herbs you need later."

Liu An didn't care about these things, and snorted coldly: "My senior brother has suffered a lot. In the past, according to my temperament, he would definitely be bloodbathed."

"But senior brother doesn't like blood, so you better pray that senior brother is safe by my side."

Xiaoxuan didn't say anything, just turned his back to leave, his eyes were faint, his voice was also faint, as if he had lost enthusiasm for everything.

It seemed that there was such a person in the past, and there was also such an unhesitating affection, but after a long time, the wind blows and it disperses.

Xiaoxuan's eyes hurt very much, but she couldn't shed a tear, and her footsteps were shaky. After walking two steps, she stepped on a stone and fell to the ground. He lowered his head and smiled softly. He smiled, then climbed up with his hands on the cold ground, and walked forward in a sense of loss.

But where could he go?

do not know……

Maybe he can't go anywhere, he just walks slowly and grows old in this small little Tiantian, no...

He has no right to grow old, walk and die slowly...

He glanced at the flowers, plants, trees, pavilions, and lofts around him, and every place made him endlessly funny, and in the end it was nothing more than heartache.

"He's very poor."

Hua Ming sighed helplessly, then grabbed Liu An's wrist again, and shook his head: "He's not bad, um, he's not bad."

Thinking about it, without him, he would not be able to see Liu An easily, and maybe due to the delay of time, he would never see Liu An alive.

"He's half a good person, and a little bit kind."

Hua Ming quickly picked up the ointment, and quickly changed the subject: "Don't worry about it, look at your injuries, do you still think about it?"

"unimportant."

Liu An doesn't care about his injuries, as long as he hangs his breath, the key is senior brother...

Thinking of this, Liu An pulled him into her arms, and coincidentally, this ass also sat directly on her lap.

Although the skin and flesh are sour, but the heart is extremely happy, only regretting that the current body is not strong.

"You don't take yourself seriously, Liu An, what do you want me to say about you?"

Hua Ming's face always turns red so quickly, especially when he touches it with his hand, it becomes hot, what should he do if he is so thin-skinned?

"Brother, do you know that red faces are intoxicating?"

What red face is intoxicating?

Drunk too much and got drunk and blushed?

But aren't they awake now? Liu An always made up these incomprehensible words, but he smiled with crooked eyes, feeling that what he said was not a good thing.

"It made me drunk, so I wanted to commit crimes."

Hua Ming: "..."

But before he could say anything, Liu An leaned forward again, his thin lips were almost close to his chin, only the thickness of a finger.

And his fingertips are gently stroking his earlobe, rubbing and kneading gently: "Are you uncomfortable these days?"

There is something about this question that requires a deep answer.

But this deep thought made him blush even more, and he stammered: "I...I'm fine...very fine!"

Nervous?

Why is he nervous about such an ordinary question, Xiao Huaming, when he grows up, he has too many things in his mind?

Liu An's fingertips secretly increased his strength, and when he leaned over, his thin lips accidentally hit his chin again.

But he stayed for a while before leaving, as if deliberately waiting for the chin to be covered with a strong damp and hot breath.

"I'm talking about whether you are in good health. After all, you haven't cleared your poison yet."

Hua Ming was stunned for a moment, but his beating heart relaxed a bit, and he replied honestly: "It's okay..."

"Did you miss me?"

Hua Ming: "?"

Why did it come all of a sudden, I can't stand your words!

Because of his silence, Liu An's fingertips became even more resistant, so he could only blushed and hummed: "Ah, it hurts, you... what are you doing!"

"Why not..."

Hua Ming frowned in pain, his eye sockets turned red again, and said aggrievedly: "You're always like this, don't I feel hurt? Who would miss you when you're like this? I miss you only when I'm sick! Liu An, don't Always bully me! I will be unhappy too!"

very painful!

If it weren't for the fact that he was seriously injured, he would have punched him, or ripped off his two broken ears!

"How much do you think?"

This time Liu An let go of his soft earlobes, moved his slender fingers slowly, opened his collar, and hopped lightly on the collarbone, with a particularly touching voice: "I want to Where is it?"

How could Hua Ming say this, but seeing Liu An's triumphant smile made him feel very upset, to fight back against a shameless person is to be even more shameless than him, otherwise this person will use this point to bully you all the time in the future.

He tried his best to calm down his uneasy heart, stretched out the same slender fingers, and tapped from the corner of Liu An's forehead to the tip of his nose, with a wanton smile in his eyes: "Everything is wrong inside and out."

"I want you to live, but I want you to die."

Ok?

Xiao Huaming really gave him a lot of surprises, the few days of absence turned out to be so fatal, hiss, he was in a mess, he was speechless.

"Junior brother, you should understand the point of respecting the old and loving the young, right? You should respect me and obey me under my command."

"You can think what you want, but you have to understand your identity. It's a bad idea to offend the next."

"It's my job to make you happy, but if you don't make me happy, we don't like it."

Liu An thought about the few short words in his heart several times, and his eyes became more and more fiery. It turned out that when the mango was ripe, it was yellow on the inside and yellow on the outside, the sweetness was really sweet, and the core was really hard.

"When did you meet?"

Bah, I just wanted to go to Mango, but I asked such a sentence in one mouthful, Liu An coughed twice: "When did you become so talkative?"

"A twisted melon is not sweet, but a ripe one is sweet."

It's really sweet, not only sweet, but also tainted with his badness.

The table was empty, so he hugged him onto the table, put his hands on the table, and raised the corners of his lips: "Brother, save my life, okay?"