Dressed as a villain's stepmother, I use spiritual springs to raise cubs

Let's not mention whether Xia Bai'an's temperament will take the initiative to ask for the long sword in the thief's hand.

She would never verbally admit other people's things as her own just because this sword was very precious.

Bad lie.

Mo Che knew it well, but his eyes swept across her hand lightly: "Come here and apply the medicine."

Unexpectedly, Xia Bai'an turned pale with shock, and took a few steps back again and again.

"You don't doubt that the thief will hold such a good sword! You must be Mo Che in the name, hand over the real Mo Che!"

"..."

Mo Che had bulging veins on his forehead.

Just when Xia Bai'an was at war between heaven and man, Mo Che got up and dragged her back to the table, threw the long sword onto the soft couch, and firmly grabbed Xia Bai'an's wrist and began to apply medicine to her.

Xia Bai'an grinned in pain, suspecting that Mo Che was taking revenge on him more than once.

After her hands were finally re-bandaged, she shook her hands and stared at Mo Che with a pale face: "It hurts."

"Close your mouth next time, it won't hurt."

"It hurts me."

Xia Bai'an lay down on the table, tiredness and pain came in waves, causing her eyelids to twitch.

Mo Che shot her a sideways glance.

Only then did Xia Bai'an obediently stop bringing up this topic, and changed the subject: "Fang Houde caught it, should we go for an interrogation?"

"I'm not in a hurry to settle everything today." Mo Che's tone gradually softened.

"So can we eat next?"

"hungry?"

"Very hungry and in pain." Xia Bai'an sobbed and buried himself in his arm, "I worked so hard to resist the attack of the thieves, but you didn't take good care of me, a hero, and abused me when you applied the medicine, it's unreasonable !"

"..."

Mo Che watched her performance quietly.

After a while, Mo Che couldn't resist the weeping Xia Bai'an, picked him up and went to the kitchen.

When Xia Bai'an was carried out, she still smiled slyly. Even after Mo Che threw it on her shoulder like a sack, she just picked and pulled it casually, and even pinched Mo Che's face.

"You're really easy to lie, you'll believe me after a few fake cries."

Resisting the urge to throw her into the flower garden as fertilizer, Mo Che quickened his pace.

Xia Bai'an was upset by his upset stomach, but still clenched Mo Che's lapel tightly, and said sullenly, "Be kinder to me, so I won't be afraid of you."

"How is it good for you?" Mo Che asked her as he put her down.

Xia Bai'an just stood firm, and thought for a while: "For example, instead of seeing me as your confidante and roommate, try to see me as your younger sister?"

Sister, you can't possibly kill me, right?

As soon as Xia Bai'an finished speaking, he was thrown back on his shoulder like Mo Che was like a sack.

"I'll help you raise your children and make money for you. Isn't it too much not to let me be a younger sister?"

"I don't have a sister."

"Then I'll be your sister!"

"To shut up!"

Mo Che directly slapped her hard on the leg.

Xia Bai'an was aggrieved and stopped talking, but she leaned on Mo Che's shoulder and swayed. She thought about it carefully, Mo Che would definitely not do anything to her, and he pretended to cry just now, but he still pushed himself to the ground. Take it in the kitchen.

Maybe he's just being arrogant?

Xia Bai'an thought for a while, then patted Mo Che's back, and called softly, "Brother Mo Che?"

The sound was like a kitten's paw.

Gently swept across Mo Che's heart.

Mo Che's movements froze for a moment, and the next moment he slapped Xia Bai'an's legs twice: "Don't bark."

"..."

Tsundere ass, he just treats my old lady as a partner.

He is an ironwood, the kind that does not bloom.

Xia Bai'an thought angrily, at least his body was as beautiful as a flower, and Mo Che could not only keep himself steady all year round, but he didn't even respond to calling him brother coquettishly.

Who will he really like in this life?

Xia Bai'an was brought into the kitchen in a daze, and the cooks seemed to be going to put out the fire, Mo Che only found a servant to come over to light the fire, made her an egg custard, and fed her to her mouth with a spoon.

"It's fine if I come here... Mmm!" Xia Bai'an's mouth was stuffed, and tears flowed from eating, "Hot, hot!"

Mo Che took out the spoon and said to her, "Pretending?"

Xia Bai'an looked away guiltily: "It's not hot, it's just that you fed it too suddenly, so just bark twice."

"Open your mouth."

"I can really..."

"Open your mouth!"

"..."

Xia Bai'an opened his mouth in humiliation, enduring the feeding of this log.

Thinking of her being a good doctor herself, not only was the wound on her hand bandaged by others, but now she is sitting here like a sick person and being fed by others, so she can't lose face.

The egg custard was delicious though.

Xia Bai'an happily ate the whole bowl, almost unable to open his eyes, and waited bit by bit for Mo Che to order the servant to bring the message.

She was in a daze, her body lightened.

When she came back to her senses, she had already been hugged by Mo Che, she regained consciousness a bit, and asked him, "Are you sure you don't care about things tonight?"

"Ao Pingchuan is planning to bring Fang Houde to our residence. In the Lin residence, we are not sure if there are any accomplices. If they kill Fang Houde to silence them, or rescue Fang Houde, we will not be worth the loss." Mo Che said.

Xia Bai'an rubbed his eyes: "Okay, then let me down, let's go home."

"Go to sleep." Mo Che walked out, "I'll wake you up and take a shower when I get home."

Xia Bai'an looked at him for a while, stretched out his hand to pinch his face, and asked, "Does it hurt?"

"Are you doing it again?" Mo Che raised his brows high.

"Let me make sure I'm not dreaming?"

"pain."

"Then I'm not dreaming, you are really Mo Che, it's really terrible, why are you being so nice to me all of a sudden!" Xia Bai'an held his face in his hands, his face paled in shock.

Something is really wrong with Mo Che tonight!

"Throw it here, I will carry it back, choose one." Mo Che asked her with a cold face.

Is this Mo Che?

Xia Bai'an stared at his pair of cold red phoenix eyes, and patted his chest reassuringly: "Just go back alive."

Mo Che still wanted to throw her into the flower garden.

But facing Xia Bai'an's smiling face, he just slowly moved away his cold eyes, and walked out with her in his arms.

Before reaching the gate, Xia Bai'an fell asleep in his arms.

Mo Che was helpless, he still didn't forget to ask someone to take her sword back, he weighed the person in his arms, and carried him directly into the carriage.

The groom glanced at him in astonishment, and was about to say something when Mo Che blocked him with a sharp look.

Mo Che glanced at these people coldly, and said in the lowest voice, "Don't make a sound."

A few people thought of him killing all directions, and they dared not make a sound, even the carriage was moving slowly.

But no one urged.

After returning to the mansion, Ao Pingchuan escorted Fang Houde to the firewood room, but Mo Che came back leisurely with Xia Bai'an in his arms.

Wu Yue stood aside, thinking that he would make some jokes as usual.

But Ao Pingchuan just stared at Xia Bai'an who was deeply asleep, and didn't make a sound.