266 Small Actions
Why haven't you taken it off?
Yun Ran got up and walked over. She looked at him steadily and asked.
Her pale little face came closer and closer.
Mo Beiyuan's throat tightened, and all the muscles in his body seemed to tense up because of her approach.
The night is too cold. Your clothes are too thin.
Yun Ran was speechless.
She asked him to take off his clothes, but he said that she was wearing too little.
I'm not cold. Aren't you going to apply medication? Let me take a look at your wound. I wonder if it cracked when you fought with Junye just now.
Yun Ran frowned. Because all her attention was on his wound, she did not think too much about the meaning of his words.
Mo Beiyuan placed his slender fingers on his waist. Under her gaze, he took off his clothes, revealing his firm and sexy muscles.
Now it was Yun Ran's turn to feel uncomfortable.
This was because the man sitting opposite her was like a walking hormone. She only felt a strong masculine hormone assaulting her face, making it difficult for her to breathe.
The white cloth wrapped around the wound was already soaked in blood. The wound that had yet to heal had probably opened up.
Yun Ran leaned over and untied the white cloth wrapped around him, unable to avoid being too close to him.
Mo Beiyuan carefully raised his hand again. His posture seemed to be wrapping around her waist and hugging her.
Actually, he had not touched her body at all, but this was enough to make him happy.
It was as if she was in his arms and belonged to him.
Yun Ran did not notice his small actions. She was worrying about his wound.
As she expected, the wound had already opened.
Mo Beiyuan, I have to stitch up your wound again.
Yeah.
Mo Beiyuan's expression was calm as if what she was mending was not his flesh but a shirt.
Yun Ran's delicate brows furrowed slightly. He didn't cherish his body.
Yun Ran did not say another word to him until she bandaged his wound.
As Mo Beiyuan cared too much about her, he quickly realized that something was wrong with her emotions.
It seemed like he had made her unhappy.
However, after thinking for a long time, he still could not figure out what he had done to make her angry.
Why are you unhappy?
Yun Ran was slightly stunned before she realized that she was actually angry with him.
She was angry that he did not cherish his body.
But when did she become so concerned about him?
She cared so much that he could already affect her emotions.
This emotion was also very unfamiliar to Yun Ran. For a moment, she was so flustered that she did not know how to answer him.
Seeing that she still did not speak to him, Mo Beiyuan grabbed her wrist and said again, What are you angry about?
He liked to see her get close to him and talk to him. He didn't like her to ignore him and treat him as a dispensable stranger.
This terrible mood might drive him crazy.
Yun Ran looked up at him with her dark watery eyes and met his stubborn and serious gaze. She bit her lip gently.
Her voice was a little dry and awkward. Mo Beiyuan, I I don't like you being injured.
Were you frightened by this wound? Mo Beiyuan frowned and looked at her nervously.
He thought that she was not afraid of these bloody wounds. After all, when she killed the demon beasts back then and later encountered the assassins, she had a calm expression.
Unexpectedly, she was afraid of wounds.
If he had known, he wouldn't have let her see his wound.