Heart-stealing Love: The Wanted Runaway Wife

But when she finished this sentence, she closed her mouth tightly, as if thinking about something.

Xiao ran also felt the little girl's emotional change. He turned his head and stared at the comb in front of him.

Comb a rural dress, tie two braids, slightly frown, as if thinking about something.

"Is there any difficulty?"

Xiao ran didn't know why, but an ominous feeling appeared in his heart.

"There's only my father and I in a hundred Li radius here. You know, it's out of the frontier and doesn't develop very well. Moreover, it belongs to a basin surrounded by cliffs. It's not so easy to go out."

When Xiao ran heard the little girl say so, his eyebrows frowned tightly.

He had just come down from the hillside, which was full of thorns.

If he wants to go out with Mo Jing on his back, he must pass through the thorns. Of course, it's much easier to go down the mountain than to go up the mountain, but Mo Jing is still seriously injured. It's inevitable that there are many more ups and downs to go up with Mo Jing on his back.

Before Xiao ran could think clearly, he heard a man's voice outside the wooden house. His whole body immediately became vigilant, and his eyes became extremely sharp.

The comb hurried to comfort Xiao ran.

"Don't worry, my father is back."

The girl pushed the door forward, and sure enough, a man in his 40s came in.

The man has black stubble, dark hair and a very simple and honest appearance.

The middle-aged man seemed to be immediately frightened by this phenomenon, opened his mouth, and his eyes were full of surprise.

"What is this?"

The little girl hurriedly explained to her father.

"The gentleman and his wife slid down the hillside and rested here for a while."

When the middle-aged man heard his daughter explain this, he was surprised in his eyes and received a few points.

After all, they live in this place all the year round, and few guests come. It is inevitable to be slightly surprised by the sudden two people dressed differently.

Xiao ran nodded slightly at the middle-aged man, and the man returned a lovely smile like Xiao ran.

The man looked at Mo Jing, who was seriously injured in bed, and his eyebrows frowned a few times.

"The girl seems to be seriously injured."

The man's tone was slightly worried. He immediately took off the basket on his back, took out a few and herbs from the basket and put them aside for grinding.

Xiao ran turned his head and looked at the man's action. There was something interesting in his eyes.

In the past, when he and his brother were injured in the wilderness, they often collected herbs to heal themselves. It has to be said that this middle-aged man still had some healing experience.

The middle-aged man quickly ground the herbs. The herbs turned into green grass juice, and the man brought them carefully.

He said he helped Mo Jing up, but Xiao ran stretched out his hand and refused.

Xiao ran took the bowl in the man's hand and looked at the man with gratitude.

The middle-aged man seemed to realize that something was wrong. He raised an embarrassing smile around his mouth and turned away from the room.

Xiao ran carefully helped Mo Jing smear it. Mo Jing's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, and she could clearly feel her pain.

Xiao ran opened his clothes and saw the large and small scratches on Mo Jing. The killing intention in his eyes became more and more intense.

The man had better pray that he won't meet him again, otherwise Xiaoran will let him die.

When Mo Jing woke up, it was noon the next day.

She opened her eyes hard and found herself in a wooden room full of doubts.

Comb to see Mo Jing wake up, immediately jump forward, put the pillow behind Mo Jing and let Mo Jing sit up slightly.

Mo Jing's action is still very hard. She frowned and her face was full of pain.

"Where is this?"

Mo Jing spoke with great difficulty. Her voice was slightly hoarse.

"This is a wooden house under the grass slope. Don't worry. Your wound has been treated and will be fine in a few days."

Mo Jing smiled gratefully when she heard the comb say so.

"Thank you so much. Did you save me from the hillside?"

When the comb heard Mo Jing say this, she shook her head with a smile, and then her eyes were full of envy.

"It wasn't me. It was your husband who saved you."

Mo Jing frowned tightly when she heard the comb say so.

"Husband? What husband? "

Mo Jing's eyes are full of questions.

Comb didn't expect Mo Jing to say so, and she immediately followed the question.

"Isn't that man your husband?"

"What man?"

"Look at the clothes he wears. He should be a soldier, very tall and handsome."

When comb said this, her eyes were full of admiration.

No wonder how many girls don't admire a man like Xiao ran?

When Mo Jing heard the description of the comb, she suddenly understood who it was.

Xiao ran came to find himself. Her eyes were full of surprises.

Mo Jing lifted the cover on her quilt and hurried to the ground. Now she was full of joy and just wanted to see Xiao ran.

However, due to the large range of action, Mo Jing's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and a thin layer of sweat immediately appeared on her forehead.

Xiao ran just came back from picking herbs from the outside and the middle-aged uncle. He saw the woman sitting beside the bed in pain, her expression twisted together.

Xiao ran hurried forward and pressed Mo Jing back on the bed.

"You still have a wound on your body. Don't move."

Xiao Ran's tone was obviously a little unhappy and full of heartache.

Mo Jing heard Xiao Ran's voice. She raised her head in surprise, and sure enough, she matched Xiao Ran's eyes like a deep pool.

The eyes were shining like stars, looking at Mo Jing in front of her.

Mo Jing saw the deep feeling in her eyes.

The middle-aged uncle and comb, seeing the little couple like this, looked at each other with embarrassment and silently withdrew from the cabin.

For a moment, only Mo Jing and Xiao ran were left in the cabin.

"Do you know how dangerous it is for you to do so?"

Xiao Ran's voice was very unhappy. Mo Jing could hear it. His face was very serious, as if a layer of dark cloud had stopped on it. There was no sunny day.

Mo Jing is naturally very guilty. She lowers her head and doesn't dare to look at Xiao Ran's eyes.

"I know, but I'm still worried about you."

Mo Jing's voice became choked, a little hoarse.

Xiao Ran's heart softened when he heard Mo Jing say so.