"Ahhhh! It hurts! Help me! Little aunt, help me! My hands! My hands! My hands!"

I saw Leng Sichen's palm clasping Xiao Mufan's wrist tightly like iron claws. The force was so strong that he could see the violent veins on the back of Xiao Mufan's hand, and it seemed that he could still hear the creaking sound of bones. ...

Xia Yuxun quickly went to pull Leng Sichen's hand, "Leng Sichen let go! Let go!"

The man on the bed didn't respond at all, and continued to exert force, in a posture of breaking his wrist!

"Leng Sichen...Tang Jue...Achen...Let go, okay? Good! Let go..." Xia Yuxun couldn't pull it back, so she had to coax softly in his ears.

As a result, after all the good things have been said, he still didn't relax at all, but he tried harder and harder...

Xiao Mufan was sweating profusely with pain, staring at her in grief and screaming, "Little aunt, you lie to me! Did you deliberately want to kill me! I know it's wrong, how can you treat me like this? Woo..."

"I..." She thought Xiao Mufan was exaggerating, but she didn't know it was so serious!

Seeing that Xiao Mufan's hand was really about to be broken, and he was wailing his last words, Xia Yuxun had nothing to do, and quickly lowered his head, covering the man's thin, cold and solemn lips...

Then, the iron claw was released quickly as if the switch was pressed...

Xiao Mufan was stunned for a few seconds and then quickly rolled to a safe distance, quail cowering.

"Look, I said it's okay! Come here!"

"You coax me again! You look at my hand? It's all peeled off! Is that okay?" The more Xiao Mufan looked at it, the more he felt that Xia Yuxun was like a big-tailed wolf coaxing a child. This time he refused to kill him. Passed.

Xia Yuxun squinted at him lightly, "But let's forget it, originally I was planning to wait for him to recover his memory and beg for you and say a few good things..."

Xiao Mufan rushed back with a squeak, gritting his teeth as though he was dying, and once again helped Leng Sichen up.

Fortunately, this time, Leng Sichen did not break his hand anymore.

The reason is that after he helped Leng Sichen up, Xia Yuxun quickly took a sip of rice porridge and fed it...

During the period, she tried to feed it with a spoon. Although the boy was in a coma, she felt terrible. When she changed the spoon, her mouth was tightly pressed, and she couldn't pry it apart like a clam shell.

Xia Yuxun had to continue to feed him in the most primitive way.

Although Xiao Mufan who helped Leng Sichen didn't suffer any physical harm this time, his soul suffered 10,000 points...

Is it really good for you to stage a limited-control-level picture in front of your nephew so unscrupulously?

After feeding the rice porridge, Xia Yuxun glanced at the time on the phone. It was already over ten in the evening.

The night outside the window was dark.

Well, I really don't want to go back to that **** haunted house!

"Xiao Mufan, can you figure out a way to keep me here tonight?" Xia Yuxun asked tentatively.

Xiao Mufan only regarded her as being careful about Leng Sichen, and didn't think too much, "Is there any problem with this, of course! I can still do this!"

"Thank you." Xia Yuxun breathed a sigh of relief immediately, and was finally able to live the whole night, almost feeling that he was alive again.

After Xiao Mufan went downstairs, he found that none of the servants went to sleep, and they were still waiting there eagerly.

It can also be understood, after all, it is a matter of life, where can I sleep.