Chapter 1388 Obey, My Master (35)

Shen Mubai reached out to grab his hand, only to see a wound left on the man's fair skin, with bright red blood sliding down the texture, which seemed to be about three or four centimeters in length.

She couldn't help but glare at him, "Is this a small wound?"

Usually when she suffered some skin trauma, Rozelle would immediately notice and deal with it. She looked as if she was facing a powerful enemy. I don't know, she thought she was missing an arm or a broken leg. When it was his turn, he never took it seriously.

Thinking of this, Shen Mubai felt a little uncomfortable.

"Don't let it dirty your hands." Rozelle pulled back and said, "I'll take care of it."

Shen Mubai said, "I'll go with you."

Because the injury was to his right hand, Rozelle had to use his left hand.

"Let me do it." Shen Mubai reached out to take the medical supplies in his hand, and before he could refuse, he added, "This is an order."

Rozelle paused, looked at her with slightly lowered eyes, and said, "Are you worried about me?"

Shen Mubai carefully cleaned his wounds and said without raising his head when he heard these words, "Of course."

Rozelle stared at the girl's lips and said calmly, "You don't need to be so nice to me."

"Is this called being nice to you?" Shen Mubai found it a bit funny.

"For me, yes," Rozelle replied.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but raise his face and joked, "If one day someone is nicer to you than me, are you going to give him your life?"

"My loyalty belongs only to you, and so does my life." Rozelle met her eyes, "Except for you, everything else is of the same nature to me."

On the contrary, Shen Mubai felt a little embarrassed by the other party's true expression, thinking that this person was too stubborn, so he couldn't help but put on a serious look, "Rozel, actually I don't want you to treat me as your master. "

The fingertips of the black-haired man's hand moved slightly, and his deep eyes stared at her.

Shen Mubai continued, "I have always put you on an equal footing. Rozelle, if you have anything you want to do, you can do it with confidence. I will support you unconditionally, and you don't have to worry about your father." .”

The male protagonist has been by her side for the past few years, looking like he has no desires and no desires, and no one knows what he is thinking.

Shen Mubai looked at the progress bar above the other party's head, which was still at 35%, and sometimes he couldn't figure it out. Didn't Rozell have what he wanted and what he wanted to do?

Or, the other party's goal has no destination and direction.

If it's the former, it's okay, but if it's the latter, there's no way to start.

Unlike last time, Rozelle remained silent this time.

Shen Mubai couldn't help but tentatively observe the expression on his face. The other person lowered his eyes slightly, looking as calm and expressionless as ever.

"Rozelle, do you have it?"

"Can you give me some time to think about it?" the black-haired man raised his face and asked, his thin lips with beautiful lines full of abstinence and seduction.

He was undoubtedly perfect, with not a single flaw in his body.

Like God's most perfect work of art.

But just on the surface, only those close to him knew that what was hidden under this skin was a danger that could be fatal.

"It doesn't matter, you can tell me after you think about it." Shen Mubai began to bandage his hand.