The little squirrel's original golden and white hair has completely changed.

In the past, several times of high cold will actively ask the small tail to become a prototype. A small furry squirrel, although half of its tail is broken, its fur is extremely soft and beautiful, and it looks very cute, especially a pair of big eyes. .

It's a pity that the big fluffy tail, which was originally very beautiful, was cut off in half, but even if it was cut off in half, it was extremely beautiful.

But now, her originally golden and creamy white soft to shiny hair became very dull, turned into gray hair, Gao Leng reached out a hand and touched her head, she quickly hid her head in her clothes.

In the past, Gao Leng liked to touch her hair after she became a prototype. It was soft and very comfortable, but now that she touched it with her hand, Gao Leng’s eyes were blurred, and she felt tears flow down. Is this Xiaowei’s hair? It felt like a dog's hair, dry, hard, and rough to the limit.

He stretched out his hand to look at her tail, but as soon as he pulled the dress so gently, Xiaowei shivered violently.

It hurts...Don't touch it, it hurts... Xiaowei's voice begged.

Gao Leng sniffed, and his heart felt sour. The begging tone made his heart break. How could the Gao Xiaowei he knew begging others? Wiped the tears quickly, and then put the dozen diamond rings on the bed.

"I bought you healing diamonds. I'll cut some Tai Sui for you. You show me your tail." Gao Leng hugged the little squirrel distressedly. He didn't expect that as soon as this sentence came out, he hadn't seen the tail. Now, the little witch immediately became a humanoid and covered her face with her hands.

"I won't show it to you, it's so ugly." She separated her face with her hands a little bit, and looked weakly at the diamond ring on the bed: "Tai Sui can still eat some. Diamonds are useless now."

"You have to use this every time you heal your wounds. Why is it useless?" Gao Leng saw that Xiaowei was covered in blood, and his snow-white skin was not as fluid as before, and it was dull and rough. He held Xiaowei for fear of hurting her. Gently put her sideways on the bed, and stretched out her hand to pull away the hand that covered her face.

"I have no strength to heal the injury with the technique, no strength." Xiaowei squatted on the bed, avoiding Gao Leng's hand that wanted to pull her face away, burying her entire face in the quilt, Gao Leng looked at her buttocks Eyes, after transforming into a human form, there is no way to see her tail injury, but it is obvious that the skin is far worse than before.

In the past Xiaowei, no woman’s skin can be compared to her. This is not comparable to anyone who is whiter. It has nothing to do with whiteness. She is white but healthy. The kind of water in the skin is slippery as soon as it touches. No one can beat the smooth and soft touch.

And now...

Gao Leng stretched out his hand and gently embraced her, touching her back with his hand, feeling sour.

Is this Xiaowei's back? Is this the back that she used to stretch out her hand to touch as if she could squeeze out water? It felt the same as an ordinary human, and he held her in his arms: "Let go of your hand and show me."

"No, it's ugly." Xiaowei buried his entire head in front of his chest, trembling slightly from the pain, but with a firm breath.

"It's ugly, I love you too." Gao Leng said softly, reaching out and grabbing Gao Xiaowei's.

After hearing these words, Gao Xiaowei seemed to be frozen. She poked her head out of Gao Leng's arms with a dazed expression: "Love?"

Gao Leng looked down at Xiaowei, and the sadness in her heart poured over her. Her face was completely devoid of the charm of the past, her eyes were dim, and her originally soft pink lips were black and jet black at this time, and her face was even harder to see the extreme.

It looks like it's getting older.

"Yes, love." Gao Leng stretched out his hand and touched her face. There was no more delicate feeling in the past. His eyes were not as wet as before, and his skin was even a little dull. He looked at Xiaowei's eyes with certainty: "I love you, so no matter what you become, I love you."

"Love?" Xiaowei tilted her head, closed her eyes weakly, and opened her eyes after thinking about it. Her dry eyes were filled with confusion. She shook her head: "I don't know what love is, I I don’t understand this. And I don’t look good now, don’t you like beautiful girls?"

Having said that, Koo instinctively reached out and covered his face again.

"Don't abandon the wife of the chaff." Gao Leng said softly, and he lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead: "You said you don't understand love, but you have been desperate to help me, save me, save the woman I love, save me several times Brother, this is love."

"You are my master, of course I want to save it." Xiaowei looked at Gao Leng with a puzzled look from the hand covering his face: "Is this love? It should be."

For Gao Xiaowei, this is instinct.

When Gao Leng became stronger, Xiaowei's position in leading Gao Leng quietly changed, becoming Gao Leng dominating Xiaowei. In the baptism of the years, Xiaowei became more and more accustomed to Gao Leng being above her, and for her In other words, there is no sense of respect or inferiority, nor does it feel wrong to listen to Gao Leng in everything. She does not seem to understand the complex human emotions. She knows that Gao Leng is her master and she is. His people, naturally, Gao Leng asked her to do whatever he wanted. He would not have sloppy thoughts, nor would he talk about the return of love.

It is right and proper to fight for him desperately. It is what I must do.

It is impossible to talk about the giving of love or the greatness of love. It has nothing to do with giving and greatness. Even if you give your life to save Gao Leng, it should be.

In her opinion, this is what should be done, not love.

"You humans want to go shopping, watch movies, and pledge each other when you fall in love. Neither I nor you, and I never thought to be like this with you. This is not love." Gao Xiaowei didn't understand, what else did she want to say , The body moved and hurt the injured area, trembling with pain.

Gao Leng gently stroked her back in pain, and didn't discuss the topic of love or love with her anymore. The little witch didn't understand, so she could understand it by herself.

"How can I make you heal faster?" Gao Leng asked, feeling a little overwhelmed. Every time she was injured or practiced, the little witch needed her body to blend in, but now it hurts like this...

"It's inconvenient here, forget it." Gao Xiaowei sighed and pointed to the door: "Go ahead, I will be better in the first half of the day, my face..."

Xiaowei's expression dimmed, and he instinctively stretched out his hand again to cover his face, and finally shook his head.

Her appearance has changed a lot, not as good as the past, the wife of the chaff has changed.