"She only told me that you were injured." Mo Qianxun faded his face and looked at her.
Bai Weiwei nodded thoughtfully and said happily: "So, you ran back in such a hurry?"
Mo Qianxun raised his eyebrows for granted and poured the white medicine foam from the bottle on the wound: "My wife is injured, of course I want to come back and have a look."
Bai Weiwei suddenly remembered that Yanhong was still lit with her vagina and could not move, "That Yanhong is still by the river, right? Didn't you send her back?"
"My wife is injured. I don't care about my wife, why do I care about others?" Mo Qianxun said angrily. He put away the bottle, turned around and opened the box to find a roll of gauze.
"What a great look! Qianxun, it's not worth my marriage to you! But you still have to keep her alone?" Bai Wei looked up at him.
He gently pressed her head and wrapped the gauze around it. His movements were quick and natural, like a professional nurse. "She said she wanted to see the scenery for a while and told me not to disturb her!"
After the head was wrapped, Bai Weiwei was carefully helped up by Mo Qianxun and treated her like a fragile doll. Bai Weiwei chuckled slightly, and it was so tender, but the feeling of being cared for was really good, "Oh... By the way, what path did you go, why didn't I meet you when I came back?" Bai Weiwei thought of reading Tao Yuanming's poems while talking and laughing with Mo Ling on the road. If Mo Qianxun was there at that time, it wouldn't be so embarrassing later.
He helped her stand up, "We may have gone wrong to go there. Sorry, Weiwei, I will protect you next time and prevent you from being hurt." As he said that, he held her in his arms and hugged her tightly, as if only in this way she belonged to him and was always by his side.
"Qianxun...I believe you will be a good husband in the future." Bai Weiwei seemed to feel his nervousness and patted his broad back.
After a few seconds, "If you hold me like this, your clothes will be wet."
Please, she didn't want to destroy the atmosphere, but it was really uncomfortable to stick the wet clothes on her body.
Mo Qianxun hurriedly let her go and said, "I'll help you change it."
"I'll do it myself." Bai Wei smiled awkwardly, and joked. She was soaked all over now, and if she changed, she had to go from inside to outside. She had just been injured and could not bear his troubles.
As if he saw her concern, he glanced at her faintly, "Do you think your gauze is so full of interest to me? Don't worry, I just saw my wife being injured but was powerless, and I felt uncomfortable. Now that I can finally do something, don't stop me."
Bai Wei smiled and said, "Qianxun, I don't mean to blame you. There is no need to say such things between husband and wife."
Mo Qianxun shaved her nose in anger, "You know it's between husband and wife." As he said that, he pulled her belt and then unbuttoned her wet outer shirt.
Bai Weiwei: "..."
Why does this guy keep blocking her with her words?
Forget it, let him go, otherwise he will feel uncomfortable.
Besides, it’s so normal for my husband to change his sick wife’s clothes.
"When you change your clothes, you will lie down honestly. You have to drink ginger soup." Mo Qianxun had taken off all her clothes, revealing her beautiful figure. Bai Weiwei was a little embarrassed, her face turned slightly red, and she wanted to dodge, but he picked up one of his clean clothes and wiped off the moisture from her body, and then dressed her clothes one by one for her, without looking at her from beginning to end.