Looking at Xiao Moyan's tall back, Ji Xingzhi didn't even bother to explain, and said in a very cowardly manner: "Uncle, I was wrong. I will never be upset again."
Xiao Moyan's figure moved slightly: "What else?"
Ji Xingzhi was slightly stunned. Is there anything else?
Ji Xingzhi thought about it. Just now, the emperor's uncle asked her if she had learned her lesson, but she ignored him. So, she quickly said, "I have learned my lesson and will never run around again."
Hearing this, Xiao Moyan nodded: "That's good."
After making sure that Xiao Moyan would not leave, Ji Xingzhi loosened her clenched sleeves and said in a very aggrieved voice: "Uncle, my hand hurts..."
Xiao Moyan turned around and looked at Ji Xingzhi who stretched out her hands to him. Seeing the scratches on her hands, his eyes moved slightly. He finally squatted down with his noble body, reached out to help Ji Xingzhi, dipped some medicinal wine left on the low table with a towel, and gently wiped Ji Xingzhi's tender little hands. His movements were slow and his eyes were calm.
Ji Xingzhi looked at Xiao Moyan's profile, with clear outlines, a clear and bright face, and he was extraordinary. Especially at this moment, he looked so handsome.
Ji Xingzhi felt that the saying "serious men are handsome" was absolutely true.
A serious man is indeed handsome, especially when he is serious about you.
After a moment, Xiao Moyan suddenly raised his eyes to look at Ji Xingzhi and asked, "Does it hurt anymore?"
Just now, Doctor Xu screamed so miserably when he was wiping it, but now there is no reaction at all.
"Ah?" Ji Xingzhi paused, then frowned in hindsight, then nodded seriously, "It hurts."
Although Xiao Moyan knew that Ji Xingzhi was pretending, he did not expose her. He quietly wiped the small scratches on Ji Xingzhi's hands and applied a little ointment.
After applying the medicine, Ji Xingzhi pulled Xiao Moyan's arm and acted coquettishly: "Uncle, hug me~ hug me~"
Xiao Moyan picked up Ji Xingzhi as he was told, and then sat on the low couch.
"Uncle, Xingzhi's shoulder hurts. Can you rub it for me, uncle?" Ji Xingzhi lay in Xiao Moyan's arms, pouting and saying aggrievedly.
Xiao Moyan paused and said, "Okay."
The slender hands pinched Ji Xingzhi's delicate shoulders lightly, and Ji Xingzhi's mouth corners slightly raised. She felt that she was so happy that she was bubbling, and the bubbles were colorful.
"My arm hurts too~" Ji Xingzhi said.
So, Xiao Moyan pinched his arm.
"My head hurts too~" Ji Xingzhi said.
So, Xiao Moyan rubbed his head again.
"My chest hurts too~" Ji Xingzhi said.
Xiao Moyan paused, then suddenly asked, "Does your mouth hurt?"
Ji Xingzhi, who was relaxing with her eyes closed, blurted out without any defense: "It hurts~"
As soon as these words came out, Ji Xingzhi suddenly opened his eyes, quickly covered his mouth, and thought to himself: Oops, I was too proud and subconsciously said it hurts.
Xiao Moyan expressionlessly reached out and gave Ji Xingzhi a slap on the face, saying indifferently, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore..." Ji Xingzhi replied in a crying voice.
Rubbing her forehead with her hands, Ji Xingzhi wanted to cry but had no tears. That "bang" must have hurt so much. The emperor's uncle was really merciless...
After a while, Ji Xingzhi fell asleep in Xiao Moyan's arms.
Xiao Moyan looked at the little person in his arms, was silent for a long time, then took out a white pill and fed it into Ji Xingzhi's mouth. His slender fingers gently touched Ji Xingzhi's pink little mouth, and his eyes looked outside through the open window. The bamboo shadows swayed, and his eyes, which had always been cold and indifferent, now revealed a complex look. His eyes were deep and distant, but disappeared in a moment.
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