Demon master lolicon

"Thank you! Really, really thank you! You are such a nice person!"

Han Xiaotu sincerely thanked the boy.

"You seem to trust others easily." The boy in black said while helping Han Xiaotu with the gauze, "No wonder you are so easily deceived."

"..." Han Xiaotu curled her lips, as if what the boy said was true, "But, you must not be a bad person, right?!"

Han Xiaotu smiled brightly, looking at the young man very firmly.

Unconsciously, the boy in black was made a little unnatural by Han Xiaotu's extraordinarily bright and sincere smile, and subconsciously averted his gaze.

"By the way, what's your name?" Han Xiaotu asked.

"Jiang Muliu."

"Oh, this name is pretty cool!" Han Xiaotu grinned, "It matches your cold appearance very well."

"..." Jiang Muliu's face was darkened.

"Why don't you ask me what my name is?" Seeing that Jiang Muliu had stopped talking, Han Xiaotu took the initiative to introduce herself.

"My name is Han Xiaotu."

"Oh." Jiang Muliu answered very simply, Han Xiaotu silently closed his mouth and stopped talking.

It's really an iceberg of ten thousand years, the first in provincial dialect in a thousand years!

However, the way Jiang Muliu carefully bandaged Han Xiaotu's wound was extremely attractive.

He tilted his head slightly, and his exquisite and superior profile was directly exposed to Han Xiaotu's line of sight, as if he was a character who came out of a comic and was so perfect and impeccable.

Originally he was handsome and handsome, but now his serious expression focused on bandaging is even more handsome.

Han Xiaotu thought that after seeing the two enchanting faces of the young master and Mo Yichen, she would no longer be infatuated with other beautiful creatures, but now, seeing Jiang Muliu, who has a completely different temperament from them, Only then did Han Xiaotu deeply realize that this kind of alienated beauty with a sense of coldness is so touching.

After helping Han Xiaotu bandage the wound, the next thing to solve is the problem of sleeping at night.

"You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa."

Afterwards, Jiang Muliu said, and took Han Xiaotu directly into the inner bedroom.

When she came to the bedroom, Han Xiaotu was stunned again. This so-called bedroom was really just a bed in the middle.

"Remember to lock the door before going to bed."

Before walking out of the bedroom, Jiang Muliu ordered.

After a day of tossing around, Han Xiaotu is really tired at the moment, even though the environment here is a thousand times worse than Nangong's, she has no time to care about it.

Walking to the bed, Han Xiaotu fell on the bed and fell asleep not long after.

In the middle of the night, Han Xiaotu woke up unexpectedly because he was not used to the new environment.He wanted to continue sleeping, but couldn't fall asleep after tossing and turning, so he just got up and went to the bathroom, but when he passed the living room and saw Jiang Muliu sleeping on the sofa, his heart trembled unconsciously.

Jiang Muliu, who was about 1.8 meters tall, curled himself up like a small shrimp at the moment, nestled in the small sofa, with only a thin blanket covering his body.

Inexplicably, a warm current surged through Han Xiaotu's heart.

Jiang Muliu, who looks indifferent and has a little dislike for her, is really a kind and gentle person.

Otherwise, he would never have agreed to take her in, and he didn't have to remind her so kindly to lock the door, let alone be so wronged that he gave up the only bed to her, an uninvited guest.