Chapter 189 Jealous!
Dongfang Ming sensed the presence of someone at the door and deliberately yelled, "It hurts! Xiao Yue'er, be gentle~"
Lan Xiyue glanced at him strangely, "How can you, a grown man, be afraid of pain? Okay, I'll be gentler, and you should be quiet and don't make any noise."
A sly smile flashed across Dongfang Ming's eyes. "What's the matter? Xiao Yue'er is afraid of being heard?"
Lan Xiyue glared at him and said, "That's enough, shut up!"
Dongfang Ming saw this and laughed even louder: "Okay, I'll listen to Xiao Yue'er."
"Bang!" The door was kicked open and Mo Liyuan rushed in like a gust of wind. His eyes were as deep as the abyss, staring at Lan Xiyue closely.
Lan Xiyue felt as if she was being thorned by a thorn, her heart tightened, and her hands trembled. Seeing this, Dongfang Ming frowned slightly, but couldn't help but let out a "hiss".
Lan Xiyue stopped what she was doing and slowly turned around. Seeing Mo Liyuan standing at the door with a murderous look on his face, she felt inexplicably guilty. "Well, he's injured. I... I'm treating him."
As soon as she finished speaking, she turned around, quickly sewed the last stitch, and sprinkled medicine powder on the wound.
"Okay, Dongfang Ming, you'd better not use your internal energy until your wound has healed. Otherwise, if the wound breaks, don't come to me again." Lan Xiyue instructed.
As soon as she finished speaking, Mo Liyuan said coldly, "Come here!"
Lan Xiyue was stunned and walked towards Mo Liyuan in a daze.
After taking a few steps, Dongfang Ming grabbed his sleeve. He cried out in pain, "Xiao Yue'er, I have a headache!"
Lan Xiyue turned around and glared at Dongfang Ming, thinking to herself: No, brother, why are you making a fuss at this time?
Dongfang Ming gave Mo Liyuan a provocative smile: "Xiao Yue'er, I have a headache~" There was a hint of playfulness in his smile, as if he deliberately wanted to provoke Mo Liyuan.
Mo Liyuan's gaze became even colder. He unleashed his inner strength, and Lan Xiyue felt a powerful force pulling her towards him.
Dongfang Ming also violently unleashed his inner strength, charging straight at Lan Xiyue. Lan Xiyue felt the pull of the two inner forces, her body swaying slightly. She couldn't help but be speechless and said angrily, "Dongfang Ming, stop it now! Don't you remember what I just said? Do you want to re-open the wound you just stitched?"
Dongfang Ming's pale smile became even wider when he heard this, "Okay, I'll listen to Xiao Yue'er." After he finished speaking, he slowly withdrew his hand.
Lan Xiyue threw herself into Mo Liyuan's arms. Mo Liyuan lifted her chin and said in a cold voice, "Are you concerned about him?"
Lan Xiyue was stunned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "No, brother, why are you jealous? I just don't want my efforts to go to waste."
"Hmm? If Yue'er doesn't say anything, does that mean she agrees? I've already said that Yue'er only has me in her heart and eyes. Since he's treated differently by Yue'er, I'll kill him now."
After he finished speaking, Mo Liyuan pulled Lan Xiyue aside without any explanation, and with a flash of his body, he attacked Dongfang Ming.
Seeing this, Dongfang Ming was not willing to be outdone. The two of them immediately started fighting, from inside the house to outside.
"No, ouch... stop it." Lan Xiyue held her forehead with her hand. She watched the fierce fight between the two people, her eyes full of helplessness.
Lan Xiyue appeared in the middle of the two people with a strange figure. Mo Liyuan and Dongfang Ming stopped at the same time.
Lan Xiyue glanced at the wound on Dongfang Ming's chest that was bleeding again, and felt a little angry. Well, I sewed it in vain.
"Yuer, get out of the way."
"Xiao Yue'er, please move aside. Others may be afraid of him, but I am not." Dongfang Ming said unwilling to be outdone.
Lan Xiyue glared at Dongfang Ming, "Are you trying to kill yourself?" She threw herself into Mo Liyuan's arms, holding his waist tightly with both hands, "Mo Liyuan, I only treated him because he was injured. It's just treatment, don't be angry..."
Mo Liyuan felt the softness in his arms, and the jealousy in his heart gradually dissipated. He just hugged her tightly without saying a word.
Dongfang Ming looked at the two of them, clasped his hands tightly, and felt very uncomfortable. Does Xiao Yue'er like him so much?
Dongfang Ming pretended to be pitiful and said, "Xiao Yue'er, my wound is torn..."
Lan Xiyue yawned, her voice filled with fatigue. "I'm so sleepy. I'm going back to sleep. Dongfang Ming, there's medicine on the table in the room. Take care of it yourself!"
Just kidding, Mo Liyuan had finally suppressed his anger, and now she was about to treat Dongfang Ming's wound, and this guy would definitely be angry again.
Mo Liyuan picked up Lan Xiyue and strode away.
Dongfang Ming covered his chest, feeling a sharp pain in his heart. Xiao Yue'er...
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