Deadly marriage pet: ex-wife divorce invalid

Chapter 56 I'm Just a Joke
Lin Mo quickly pulled out a few tissues from the side, and wiped the blood on Lin Le's hands.

As if nothing had happened, he withdrew the needle from the back of Lin Le's hand again.

"Since you don't want to pierce those blisters, don't pierce them! Just let it rot slowly by itself, and the person who will pus and bleed will only be you, not me!" Lin Mo threw With the tissue paper in his hand, he leaned his back on the sofa, crossed his legs, and took out the phone from his pocket.

Her indifferent appearance seemed as if nothing had happened, if it wasn't for the faint pain on the back of her hand, Lin Le would almost have thought that nothing had happened.

The huge room was silent for a while, only the sound of Lin Mo tapping the screen was left.

Lin Le lowered his head and stretched out his hand, and began to pick up the blisters on his hand with a needle.

In fact, what Lin Mo said is not wrong at all. If you let the scar go, although it will not hurt temporarily, but after a long time, when it festers and rots, the wound will hurt even more. !
It was his right hand that was injured, and Lin Le stretched out his left hand clumsily to keep poking the blisters on his right hand.

Several times I almost poked myself elsewhere.

Lin Mo, who was sitting by the side, finally couldn't stand it any longer, he couldn't help but dropped his cell phone and grabbed Lin Le's hand.

"Lin Le! You are going to be so stupid! Who would want you if you are so stupid!" Lin Mo quickly helped Lin Le remove the blisters on the back of his hand, and then applied ointment and bandages.

Just now Lin Le couldn't get it done with so much effort, but Lin Mo just took care of the wound on Lin Le's hand lightly.

"You, you!" Lin Mo still couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and rubbed Lin Le's hair, trying to rub Lin Le's jet-black hair like a chicken coop.

Lin Le didn't dodge, and just let Lin Mo rub his hair.

"I heard that old man Yang is very fond of your paintings." Lin Mo put down his hand, and then turned his gaze to the phone in his hand.

"En." Lin Le responded lightly, and turned his gaze to the phone in Lin Mo's hand without any objection.

The stocks on the phone are red and green.

Lin Mo was very busy at work, but Lin Le never thought that Lin Mo would be so busy that he would not even have time to rest.

"Did old man Yang force you to participate in the competition with your painting?" Lin Mo still didn't look up.

Lin Le didn't answer.

After not hearing the expected answer, Lin Mo frowned slightly.

Putting down the phone in his hand, he looked up at Lin Le.

Lin Le curled up into a ball like a bird, hugged his knees and looked at the front with a blank expression.

Seeing Lin Le like this, Lin Mo couldn't say a word for a while.

After a long time, Lin Le, who hadn't spoken, finally shed a hot tear on his cheek.

When the tear was about to fall to the ground, it was firmly caught by a big hand.

Lin Le was stunned, and raised his head to look at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo shook his head helplessly, but he knew in his heart that this little girl still hated herself.

"Lin Mo, do you think I'm a joke?" Lin Le suddenly smiled, with strong irony.

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat.

"I think I must be a joke in your heart!" Lin Le's light voice revealed a trace of despair.

"No!" Lin Mo seemed weakly trying to defend himself with one sentence.

"It's also because you are brothers. I, an outsider, should be played around by you. I should be treated as a joke by you."

(End of this chapter)