Seeing that the other party was full of suspicion, she sighed and shook her head: "This person only relies on the word "righteous" when he walks around the world. You are not kind to me, but I cannot be unrighteous to you. 81中文┡』Ω.com"

Mo Mei was slightly stunned. She was really aimless, just for this worthless loyalty in the world?

Seeing that the man was disbelief, Tan Luo nodded sincerely, and pretended to be considerate and helped him tie the belt on his waistband.

"Since you are awake, there is nothing to do with me here. The world is so big, I still need to save the people and say goodbye!" She said justice and was about to get up, but the man suddenly grabbed her cuff.

"I'm thirsty." Mo Mei glanced at the wooden table. The meaning was obvious, that was that you wanted to pour me water.

"What?" Tanluo was stunned.

"Didn't you say you want to talk about loyalty in the world? Pour water!"

You old man, Tanluo was short of breath, and this was like shooting himself in the foot.

She brought the teacup in front of the man, raised her eyebrows and said, "Do you still have to come and feed you water?"

Seeing her smiling shyly and charmingly, Mo Mei sat together very close, and her fair handsome face was dyed with a layer of redness. He lowered his eyes slightly, and his long eyelashes trembled, like a black butterfly wing thrust, covering the helplessness in his eyes.

He hesitated a little and slowly stretched out a pair of hands with distinct joints. Since his usual weapons were soft weapons like Soft Sword and Tiancan Silk, there was only a thin layer of calluses in the belly and palm of his hand. He took the tea cup brought by the girl, and the tea was warm, but he drank it very slowly. The slightly raised Adam's apple slid up and down, making a slight swallowing sound.

I have to say that this man’s killing method is quite elegant, and his posture of drinking water is also quite elegant.

Tanluo took the teacup he had drunk and placed it on the table, and a man's low voice came from behind him.

"I'm hungry, go get some food."

Take your uncle, Tanluo is chest tight, she is not his slave.

"What, isn't it just about loyalty when walking in the world? This is how you treat the injured?"

She was speechless, she admitted her mistake. She took a stack of pastries from the table and placed them in front of the man, and said viciously: "Do you still have to feed you?"

Seeing that she was so reluctant, Mo Mei replied seriously: "Okay!"

OK, you're so tall!

Tanluo twisted up a piece of osmanthus cake and placed it on the man's lips. When he saw him open his mouth, he decisively and quickly stuffed it in.

"Woman, you won't be gentle!" Mo Mei stared at her.

"Trouble!" Tanluo rolled her eyes. If every man was like him, she would rather be alone for the rest of her life than marry. Well, suddenly, I missed my days in the world of immortal cultivation.

She picked up a piece of osmanthus cake again. Seeing this, Mo Mei opened her lips lightly and opened her mouth and put it in a small mouth.

His fingertips were close to his lips, and the man's warm breath was sprayed on the back of his hand. Tanluo, an old tree spirit who had been more than 3,000 years, would blush for the first time.

She absent-mindedly handed the remaining pastry to the man's lips, but unexpectedly, she didn't know the degree and strength well, and her fingers were unbiased into the other person's mouth, and was gently wrapped in the warm soft tongue.

Mo Mei took her fingertips, raised her eyes and looked at her in surprise.

Although the girl was wearing a gray-white men's clothing, her eyebrows and eyes were still hard to hide the clear and agile. Her lips were red without touching, her eyebrows were green without drawing, her face was like a silver basin, and her eyes were like water apricots.

In Mo Mei’s past impression, he only distinguishes between men and women, and between living people and dead people. No matter how beautiful a woman is, she is still a beauty with a dry bone.

But now it seems that he finally knows why there are men in this world who are heartbroken and longing for a mere woman.

She is indeed beautiful.

Feeling the delicate fingers between the lips and teeth carrying a trace of sweetness, Mo Mei retreated stiffly, and he lay back back on the bed, closing his eyes and no longer looking at her.

"I'm sleepy." The low voice was filled with three points of nervousness and three points of shyness, and the rest was at a loss.

"Didn't you just wake up?" Tan Luo got up and patted the debris on his fingers. This old man was really hard to serve.

He just closed himself for too long, didn't know how to get along with others, nor did he like to get along with others. Apart from performing tasks, he was used to being alone. This was the first time he had lived in the same room for such a close distance, and the other party was a woman of unknown origin.

"It's time to change the medicine for your wound." Tanluo estimated the time and took out a stack of gauze from the medicine bag.

When Mo Mei heard this, she opened her eyes again and looked at her with a look that you would be so kind.

"You can change the dressing, you have to close your eyes." He turned his face slightly, his body tensed unconsciously.

Tanluo held the scissors' hand and paused, and said in a low voice: "Is that possible?"

She poked the bright scissors in her hand to the man's chest. Seeing this, Mo Mei reached out and grabbed her white wrist: "You dare!"

You old man, a man is still like a mother-in-law. Tanluo held the scissors and cut off the dirty gauze on his body, which was as powerful as a broken belly.

Mo Mei was lying on the couch and felt a chill. In the past, he was dealing with the injuries himself. The feeling of being served by others was indeed not something that everyone could bear.

After the gauze was cut open, Tanluo saw a small area of ​​wound on his chest, but the wound was extremely deep. Judging from the healing situation, the man recovered quite quickly. As expected, he became perverted. Not only did he become good at kung fu, but his physique was far superior to ordinary people.

Seeing a woman staring straight at his chest, Mo Mei's face was red and red, and she couldn't help but shout: "Don't look again!"

This man, if you don’t watch it, you won’t watch it!

She covered her eyes with white gauze, covered her hands with light green ointment, and touched the other person's chest. The wound was close to the heart, and the girl's pair of tender gums slowly groped. Wherever she passed, she caused trembling in her skin and a layer of fine bumps.

Mo Mei felt that there were two small, delicate and cold hands near the wound, gently rubbing and stroking them inch by inch. The tighter his body was, the more he didn't dare to show his energy. His whole body seemed to be burned by flames. Suddenly, the weak and boneless little hand touched about an inch above the wound, and his whole body was trembling and he groaned unbearably.

"Um--"

He turned his face and looked elsewhere, revealing his fair and slender neck, with beautiful curves, slightly closing his eyes like a dying swan, and his eyelashes trembled slightly.

Tanluo seemed to hear a kitten-like whimper, thinking about the fun, and then applied the lump again.

"Don't--"

He couldn't help but get cold air when he was gently touched by the cold ointment. Mo Mei gritted her teeth, and the pain of being seriously injured was stronger than this slim and itchy feeling.

"Don't touch me!"

"..." Tan Luo said to the old man as he was really hard to serve. After several attempts, he finally found the scar.

She evenly applied the ointment she bought from the clinic to the wound, and felt that the man under her was gradually becoming honest and lay flat on her side for her to toss. After treating the wound, she took off the blindfolded white veil.

"Who asked you to take it down!" Mo Mei warned with a gloomy face.

"Then you bandage the wound yourself. Why is a big man more squeamish than a young wife?" Tanluo muttered, picking up white veil to help him wrap it again. "Just like you, your thin face, what if any woman who has no eyes marrys you, how can you hug your wife at the wedding night?"

"Can you lie down and let your wife suppress you!" Tanluo exclaimed.

"You shameless woman!" Mo Mei forced herself to sit up, clenched her fists and wanted to start beating her.

"You dare to try it. You are a ungrateful wolf who has revenge and is a heartless man!" Tan Luo was clenched by the man, and wanted to struggle but was afraid that the wound would collapse again. "A gentleman will not act. You are a despicable villain, a violent man! If you had known that you shouldn't have saved you at the beginning. If you had let you corpse on the street, you would have performed the way for heaven. Maybe you would have saved you, a arrogant bandit, and the crime of harming the people will have to be imposed on me!"

"If you dare to say that I am a bandit again!" Mo Mei said viciously.

"Customer, your soup is ready." The inn man knocked on the door with a steaming bowl of medicine.

"Come in." Tan Luo said.

Mo Mei glared at the girl with an expression of eating a fly, Tanluo smiled and said, "I know you are embarrassed again, don't be afraid, sister protect you."

So, under the other party's contemptuous look, she swung the hot pillow under her butt and patted the handsome man's handsome face, accurately blocking him tightly.

"You hateful woman!" a man roared.

"Speak quietly, don't move around, you will be seen."

"How dare you humiliate me like this!"

"Hey, I told you not to move around, it all slipped out."

"As a woman, don't you know how to be gentle?"

"What about this? Is it because you're too fast and you're cracking again?"

The young guy blushed and his heart beat, finally put the bowl of soup on the table, but he didn't dare to say anything more and fled in a hurry.

Tanluo watched the pillow slide down the man's face again, revealing a pair of dark brown eyes.

This man seems to be the legendary soft and hard way. When his eyes look at you with cold eyes, he is determined to kill.

By the way, the common point between this bandit and the killer is that they kill as soon as they want, and they are so willful.

She thought secretly that if she fought with him again, she would definitely have a great chance of winning. First, the other party was seriously injured, and second, he was now shirtless and it was absolutely impossible to throw a hidden weapon or sprinkle poison!

The most important point is that she once heard that killers would hide poison in their gums. She didn't find any poison when she took off the man's chin just now.

So in a word, she is quite safe now and you can ignore the threat to this man at all!

Mo Mei lay on the couch, glanced at the bloody patch on her body, and said uncomfortablely: "How is your injury?"

He acted ruthlessly and rarely missed. It was a miracle that the other party could survive until now, but when he saw the blood stains on the girl's clothes, he was obviously also severely injured.

Tanluo was stunned. He was caring about himself?

She lowered her eyes and looked at the mottled traces on her chest. Of course, she would not say anything comforting to "Don't worry, I'm not seriously injured."

"I live a good life thanks to you!" she said hatefully.

"Yes." Mo Mei hummed lightly. This woman was jumping around and she was really doing well.

Seeing that the other party closed his eyes and stopped looking at her, Tanluo simply spoke: "Since you are awake, I will no longer be with you!"

"good."

So refreshing? She was puzzled.

"I'm really leaving!" Tanluo stood up and walked out the door, looking back and saw that the man on the bed was still closing his eyes.

She pushed open the door and stood outside: "Your decoction is almost cold, remember to drink it."

The demon beauty just lay there motionlessly.

"It's just a man who wants to kill you, why don't you worry?" She murmured to herself, turned around and walked out of the inn.
Chapter completed!