Mo Xiaosheng's white hair was draped messily on his chest, and his chest was half-opened to reveal a strong chest. A trace of energy leaked from behind him. It seemed that Chen Tzuyu's blow just hurt him badly.
He braced himself forcibly, ignored Chen Tzuyu's words, and obsessively looked at the direction Lu Man was shrinking, with a wry smile at the corner of his mouth, and said, "Can you help me heal my injury?"
Lu Man frowned when he heard what he said. He didn't name him by name. But Lu Man knew that he was talking to her. She sat on the shoulders of Shebi Shi and did not move. To Mo Xiaosheng , She couldn't figure out his thoughts, but seeing him and Chen Tzuyu's vigorous appearance, she at least knew that he was not on her side.
She is no longer the same Lu Man, the last time Zhang Di had taught her a lesson, telling her the end of abusing sympathy! This time she will not repeat the same mistake again!
She did not move.
After Mo Xiaosheng waited for a while, seeing Lu Man not moving, he understood her intentions. The bitterness at the corners of his mouth gradually spread, and a faint laughter came from the depths of his throat.
"Cough!" The laughter was too loud, and the wound was involved, and he couldn't help coughing twice.
He stubbornly covered his mouth, the knuckles of his fingers were slightly green, enough to show how hard he was!
After a while, he stopped coughing, got up from the ground staggeringly, and walked on the bridge embarrassedly.
"Mo Xiaosheng!" After two steps, Lu Man suddenly stopped him.
A glimmer of hope suddenly flashed in Mo Xiaosheng's frustrated eyes. He quickly turned around and said to Lu Manily, "I am."
Lu Man was a little hairy by him. She hesitated for a while and asked her own question: "Why do you always have to struggle with Chen Ziyu?"
As soon as the voice fell, he saw that the hope in Mo Xiaosheng's eyes suddenly extinguished. He opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything. He turned around silently, dragging his tired body forward.
I don't know if it is Lu Man's illusion, she actually feels that such Mo Xiaosheng... is a bit pitiful.
At this moment, Chen Tzuyu suddenly grabbed her waist and said dullly, "Is this gentleman not as good-looking as him?"
"Huh?" Lu Man didn't react for a while.
"You keep staring at him." Chen Tzuyu's voice came from above her head dullly.
"Um..." Lu Man was a little embarrassed. When he understood the jealousy in Chen Ziyu's words, he suddenly laughed and said, "You look good, you are the best."
However, Chen Tzuyu did not stop there. He put his chin on Lu Man's head, pressed her head firmly in his arms, and said: "You can ask me what you want to know."
"Then would you say it?"
This question has been circling in Lu Man's heart for a long time. There are no two leaves in the world that are the same. It is certainly not an accident that Chen Ziyu and Mo Xiao grow so alike.
Sure enough, Chen Tzuyu's body was slightly stiff when he heard this question.
This reaction was not what Lu Man expected. During this period of time, every time Mo Xiaosheng was mentioned, he was so silent, as if it were a scar he didn't want to uncover.
"Okay, okay." Lu Man patted his shoulder in relief, and said generously, "It doesn't matter if you don't want to say it."
As soon as the voice fell, I felt Chen Tzuyu tighten his arms abruptly, and a pressure instantly came from Lu Man's limbs.
"When you are strong enough one day, I will tell you this secret."