Save the poor little hero (quick wear) (MTL)

Chapter 138

    "Come here." Shen Mushen pulled the sword out of the scabbard, and the morning sun shone on the blade, with a coldness Light.

    Gu Chaochao swallowed and took a step forward silently.

    "Gu, Chao." Shen Mushen called her word by word.

    Gu Chaochao had no choice but to move forward again.

    After taking a few steps with difficulty, she happened to reach the front of the incense burner table, and she could no longer walk. Shen Mushen didn't need her to go either, so he grabbed a sword flower, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at her throat.

    Gu Chaochao raised his lower jaw subconsciously, trying to tighten his neck and get further away from the sword, but he never thought that this would only expose the dead end more.

    "...General, if you have something to say, you must be firm." Gu Chaochao reminded.

    Shen Mu stared at her expressionlessly: "You're very proud of me watching me like a clown these days?"

    "The conscience of heaven and earth, General!" If it wasn't for the sword being pointed at her neck, she would have wanted to throw herself directly on the ground. The shrew cried, "I always respect the general as a reborn parent in my heart, how could I make fun of the general!"

    "How many truths do you have now with your mouth?" Shen Mu deeply did not believe her.

    Gu Chaochao cried: "Besides concealing his identity, he is sincere to the general and never dares to lie."

    "But I don't believe you." The more Shen Mushen thought about it, the more angry he became.

    Seeing that he     was about to start having a seizure again, Gu Chaochao was so nervous: "How can I prove it?"

    "Prove it?"

In the past, Gu Chaochao's face changed, and he stepped back subconsciously, but unexpectedly bumped into the table behind him, and lost his balance for a while. She instinctively went to help, but she forgot that there was an incense burner on the table, and accidentally burned her hand.

    Shen Mushen was just trying to scare her, but who would have guessed that such a thing would happen, when he reacted and shoved the person over, Gu Chaochao's right palm had been burned with a small blister.

    "Back what?!" He looked at a round blister on her red palm, and his voice suddenly became severe.

    Gu Chaochao was about to die unjustly: "If you don't kill me, how can I retreat!"

    "How dare you talk back?" Shen Mushen narrowed his eyes.

    Gu Chaochao: "..." He almost forgot his situation.

    After a quarter of an hour, the two of them sat side by side on the foot of the bed.

    Shen Mu lowered her eyes and rubbed the medicine for her, and wrapped a thin gauze on it: "Originally, this kind of small injury didn't need to be wrapped, but you are too rash, so you should wrap it with something to avoid You burst the blisters, and you want to come and cry with me again."

    Gu Chaochao looked at him with concentration, only to feel that this person's mood was like the weather in June, the rain poured down and the sky was clear in just an instant.

    As soon as Shen Mushen raised his head, he met her inquiring gaze, and immediately asked displeasedly, "What are you looking at?"

    "General, your hand hurts."