When Chen Su'er calmly looked at her, she actually found that Xiaobao was holding her right wrist, which was wrong! She was holding her! I remember that I had tried to move like this, because Murong Jing grabbed her wrist and said that her lifeline...

Xiaobao understands martial arts? What age is the child?!

Chen Su'er looked at Xiaobao. At this time, the little ghost actually showed the solemnity that was not suitable for the child, and showed a sense of seriousness and seriousness. She had to believe that the little ghost in front of her was not simple, so unbelievable... or when a person was serious, it would be so different.

However, she felt that something was inconsistent.

Xiaobao stopped until the blood turned red after sucking.[

He took a big breath.

At this time, he took out a small porcelain bottle with a thin neck from his arms, poured out a black pill, and blinked his round eyes, "Dad, you will be fine if you eat it. You Du is not afraid of it." After that, his little hand also delivered the medicine to Chen Su'er's mouth.

Chen Su'er has no reason not to accept it.

Xiaobao is saving her!

I didn't expect that a little devil would be saved today?

Really...who will believe it if you say it?

She looked at Xiaobao with concern, and then to his blood-stained mouth, she couldn't help but gently wipe him with her sleeve, "Xiaobao, will you have something to do? Do you want to eat one too?"

Suddenly, Xiaobao smiled purely and said innocently: "No need. This little poison is useless to Xiaobao. Don't worry, dad." The soft and fat little hand poured out another medicine, crushed it and applied it to the wound. He picked up a clean leaf and pressed it on the wound. He pulled out a handkerchief from somewhere, tied the wound, and then put down her pants and put on her shoes.

The movement was very smooth and gentle…

Embarrassing! She didn't know why she felt this way...

There is nothing wrong with it, she just thinks something is wrong anyway.

"Xiaobao, how old are you?"

"I..." Xiaobao suddenly smiled brightly, "Why did Dad ask this question again?"

"I feel like you don't look like a child, you know so much." Confused, super doubtful! If he were a five-year-old child, she would have hit the wall! I remember she was only in preschool at the age of five.
Chapter completed!