Chapter 170 She Is Very Precious to Him?

After Li Yan left the room, Qiao Mu naturally couldn't sit obediently. "ωωω.qiiLα more and more complete"

She came out of the bathroom in a mess, and put on the bathrobe without even wiping her body. At this time, she was uncomfortable. The most important thing was that she was not wearing panties

The bathrobe is open, and it may be exposed if you are not careful. She quickly walked to the cabinet, found the panties she had prepared in advance, and was about to change into them when Li Yan had already returned.

"What are you doing, aren't you allowed to move?"

With a cold voice, Qiao Mu quickly turned around and hid the panties behind him.

Qiao Mu kicked his leg with a smile, and said nonchalantly, "Little uncle, it doesn't hurt anymore."

Li Yan narrowed his black eyes, walked over with big strides, immediately picked up Qiao Mu, put her on the bedside, and warned: "It's time to sit down, I'll apply the medicine for you."

Qiao Mu held the small piece of cloth in his hand, and subconsciously pulled down the nightgown to prevent himself from being exposed.

After Qiao Mu did this action, he felt that he was really too cautious, because Li Yan didn't pay attention to whether she was naked at all, and his eyes were fixed on the red and swollen place of her knee.

He was kneeling on one knee, squatting in front of her, gently supporting her leg with one hand, and squeezing out ointment with the other hand to rub on the bruised area.

He lowered his head, Qiao Mu had the opportunity to look at the man in front of him presumptuously, and he did it very carefully and carefully just for the simple act of applying ointment.

All along, he gave her the impression that he was either cold or bad, and it was rare to see him so serious, as if he was treating something precious.

precious

Qiao Mu was so caught up in her thoughts that she actually had such an illusion

To Qiao Mu, this small niggle is really nothing. When has he ever been cared for like this?

Looking at the scene in front of me, my heart seemed to be full, digging out the almost forgotten memories bit by bit,

Such a familiar feeling made her want to cry.

"Okay, the swelling will subside after a while."

Li Yan put away the ointment, raised his head while speaking, and then saw Qiao Mu looking at him with moist eyes.

He frowned slightly, "What's wrong, does it hurt?"

Qiao Mu bit her lip and said "um", if she said it didn't hurt, why was she crying?

Li Yan's heart softened in an instant, and he sat beside her, hugged her helplessly, and patted her on the back lightly, "Don't cry, didn't you just pretend to be fine, did you have something to do. "

It's good that Li Yan didn't speak, but when he spoke, Qiao Mu's big eyes blinked, and the tears accumulated in his eye sockets fell down with a "click".

Qiao Mu sniffed, feeling so ashamed.

What she disliked the most was crying, but she lost her composure in front of him again and again.

Pushing him away, she muttered softly: "Little uncle, I'm going to change clothes."

Looking up at him, he found that his eyes fell on her chest, there was a strange expression in those deep black eyes, Qiao Mu followed his line of sight, looked down, and was surprised to find that the nightgown on her chest was rubbed open. Yes, that deep hook was exposed.

Her face suddenly turned red, and she hurriedly tightened her nightgown, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze.

Li Yan's gaze fell on Qiao Mu's hand, and he raised his hand to pull out the unknown object in her hand, and then saw a pair of panties.

The corner of Li Yan's mouth curled up, his smile was extremely charming, "Qiao Mu, what do you mean by holding this thing in your hand if you don't wear it on your body?"

... (..)(Hei Di's favorite: sweet wife is very cute)