Shen Mubai stretched out his hand to grab his hand, only to see a wound left on the man's fair skin, bright red blood slid down the veins, it looked about three to four centimeters in length.
She couldn't help but glared at the other party, "Is this still called a small wound?"
Usually, when she suffered some skin trauma, Rozel would find out and deal with it immediately. She looked like an enemy, and she didn't know that she thought she was missing an arm or a leg. When it was his turn, he never took it seriously.
Thinking of this, Shen Mubai felt a little uncomfortable.
"Don't let it get your hands dirty." Rozelle pulled back and said, "I'll deal with it."
Shen Mubai said, "I'll go with you."
Because it was his right hand that was injured, Rozelle had to use his left.
"Let me do it." Shen Mubai reached out to take the medical supplies in his hand, before he refused, he added, "This is an order."
Rozelle paused, looked at her with slightly lowered eyes and said, "Are you worried about me?"
Shen Mubai carefully cleaned the wound for him, and said without raising his head when he heard these words, "Of course."
Rozelle stared at the girl's lips, and said in a calm tone, "You don't need to be so nice to me."
"Is this good for you?" Shen Mubai felt a little funny.
"For me it is." Rozelle replied.
Shen Mubai couldn't help but raised his face, and joked, "If one day there appears someone who treats you better than me, are you planning to give your life to him?"
"My loyalty belongs only to you, and so does my life." Rozel met her gaze, "Except for you, everything else is of the same nature to me."
On the contrary, Shen Mubai felt a little embarrassed by the other party's sincere expression, thinking to himself, this person is too stubborn, so he couldn't help but put on a serious look, "Rozel, actually, I don't want you to treat me as your master. "
The fingertips on the black-haired man's hand moved slightly, and his deep eyes were fixed on her.
Shen Mubai continued, "I have always put you in an equal position, Rozel, if you have something you want to do, you can do it with confidence. I will support you unconditionally, and you don't have to worry about your father .”
The male lead has only been by her side for the past few years, looking like he has no desires, and no one knows what he is thinking.
Shen Mubai looked at the 35% progress bar above the other party's head, and sometimes couldn't figure it out, didn't Rozelle have something he wanted and something he wanted to do
Or, the opponent's goal has no destination and direction.
If it's the former, it's okay, but if it's the latter, there's no way to start.
Unlike last time, this time Rozel maintained a silent attitude.
Shen Mubai couldn't help but observe the expression on his face tentatively, the other party lowered his eyes slightly, calm and expressionless as always.
"Rozelle, do you have any?"
"Can you give me some time to think about it?" The black-haired man raised his face and said, his thin and graceful lips were full of abstinence and bewitching taste.
He was undoubtedly perfect, without a single flaw in his body.
Like the most perfect work of art of God.
But only on the surface, only those close to him know that there is a deadly danger hidden under this skin.
"It's okay, you can tell me after you think about it." Shen Mubai began to bandage his hands.
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