391. Let Me Go Let Me Breathe
Mi Xiaomi withdrew her eyes and followed him sadly...
He brought her to Dr. Hua, "Check her wounds..."
Doctor Hua always had a playful smile, looked at Mi Xiaomi up and down, stretched out his hand, and pushed the clothes off Mi Xiaomi's shoulders...
"Tsk, tsk, the wound has worsened. I'm afraid it won't be completely healed in a month or two..."
He glanced at Li Juehuang meaningfully. A good novel is here
Li Juehuang's face was very long and ugly, "It must be fine in half a month!"
He pushed her in front of Dr. Hua, and then, with a calm face, sat on the sofa...
His eyes suddenly lit up, he reached out and grabbed the painting painted by Mi Xiaomi...
Thunderstorm weather, big sun, a swing hanging on the sun, she and Xiaomizi are swinging in the sun?
It is obviously an uncoordinated extreme contrast, but the whole painting looks so peaceful and harmonious...
A strange light flashed in Li Juehuang's eyes, "Interpretation!" His tone was still cold.
Mi Xiaomi pouted and walked over...
He stretched out his hand, pulled her into his arms, and held her on his lap in front of Dr. Hua.
Mi Xiaomi felt a little awkward and struggled for a while.
Li Juehuang threatened in a low voice, "Want to hang up the bell?"
Mi Xiaomi's body trembled violently, and she immediately behaved and lowered her head, for fear of being laughed at by that weird old man, Dr. Hua.
"Thunderstorm, sun, me, rice worms, green grassland, horses, cattle and sheep, rivers, fish..."
Mi Xiaomi pointed to the scenery above and interpreted the surface scenes one by one.
Li Juehuang reached out and ruffled the wavy hair on her little head.
"Meaning!"
"Um, this..." Mi Xiaomi bit her lip and blushed in embarrassment.
"Huh?" Li Juehuang's eyes dimmed.
Mi Xiaomi immediately felt that a string of bells would appear around her neck and hurriedly explained.
"Me and Mi Chong hope to have a warm home, as warm as the sun. No matter the wind or rain, there will be someone to protect us..."[
"Is there anyone covering it?"
Li Juehuang held his chin with one hand, his handsome face half submerged in shadow, as if he was meditating on something.
After a long time, he put the painting into Mi Xiaomi's hands and said, "Draw the face of the sun as mine..."
"Ah? But, the sun is round, your face..."
Li Juehuang glared at her fiercely, "What's wrong with my face?"
"No, it's nothing, your face is very handsome..."
"Just handsome?" Shouldn't it be as warm as the sun?
"Ah? It's very cool, very dazzling, very..."
In fact, it obviously stinks! Mi Xiaomi bit her lip and smiled at him, "I'm at a loss for words..."
Li Juehuang's face became even more disgusting, "Doesn't it seem like I can give you the warmth of the sun?"
Um, shake, shake, he does look like the sun, but it's not a warm sun, it's a vicious summer sun that can scorch her at any time...
The unbearable scenes from last night flashed through my mind. It felt like being roasted by the hot sun...
Mi Xiaomi was suddenly startled and her fingertips felt cold!
What happened to her? Why did she think of such a terrible scene?
What does the sun have to do with those things?
She must have been tortured so deeply by him that the shadow he cast was so deep-rooted that it would appear anytime and anywhere to torment her.
"Are you very hot?" He stretched out his hand and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
"Yeah, a little bit, please let me go and let me breathe..."
This chapter has been completed!