It was dark in the cave, and he didn't know how long he had slept. He just felt faintly weak.
Seeing a figure standing at the entrance of the cave, he hurriedly stood up: "Jiu'er..." "Your wound is not healed yet, and you are still hot. Don't move."
Qiao Mu immediately went over, squatted down in front of him, and reached out to reach his forehead.
The mute slave's eyes darkened and he subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
Qiao Mu paused with his fingers and immediately said: "Don't hide, be careful to tear the wound. I won't touch you."
I have never seen a man who takes the defense between men and women so seriously. However, the more the mute slave behaves like this, the more Qiao Mu feels that this man is really pitiable.
I really want to hold her in my arms and have some pity on her, but unfortunately, she doesn't want to! Oops! What other nonsense are you thinking about?
"I have prepared food for you. You should eat some first. I have no ill intentions towards you."
She walked out of the cave and didn't know what she took.
When she came back with the roast chicken, the mute slave was already sitting on the ground leaning against the stone wall, completely awake.
"Feel sorry."
They were all on the road together and had been together for such a period of time. At least the mute slave knew that Qiao Mu did not have any ill intentions towards him.
He was just not used to getting along with girls other than Feng Jiuer.
"How about it?
Come to think of it, I’m half a friend?”
Qiao Mu smiled, sat down next to him, and handed over the water bag.
"You may have contracted some cold due to your injury. I probably don't have any appetite for this roast chicken. I still have some dry food here."
Jiu'er said before that chicken and fish are considered to be fat foods and should be eaten less when you have fever or cold.
However, they are now in the wild forest and there is not much to eat.
The mute slave really has no interest in roast chicken. Now his whole body feels weak and his appetite feels uncomfortable when he looks at greasy things.
He took the dry food from Qiao Mu, ate a few bites at will, and then drank a bottle of mountain spring water, which was like a water bag. He was full.
Return the water bag to Qiao Mu and he will stand up.
Qiao Mu said anxiously: "Your wound is not healed yet, don't move around."
"It's okay."
He knew his own injury. He was just feeling hot all over and had no strength, but he could still resist the pain of the injury.
Seeing him stand up and walk outside, Qiao Mu could only pack up his things and follow quickly.
After walking out of the cave, the blinding sunlight outside made the mute slave subconsciously raise his hand to block it.
But the moment he raised his hand, the back of his hand touched his face, and he immediately realized something was wrong.
Where is the gauze on his face?
"You are still very weak now. It is not suitable to go on the road. You have to rest first..." Qiao Mu came over, but saw the mute slave suddenly turning his face away and avoiding her gaze.
"What's wrong? Is there something on your face?"
Qiao Mu frowned slightly.
"Gauze..." The mute slave didn't know when the gauze on his face fell off. Maybe it slipped off unconsciously when he was running away.
He turned his back to the tree and said in a deep voice: "Don't look at my face, I'll scare you."
"Is it because you look so good, so you're afraid that I'll be dumbfounded?"
Scared?
She will only be fascinated! Has this guy never seen his true appearance?
The mute slave didn't understand what she was talking about, Qiao Mu smiled and said: "The scar on your face has healed, you don't know it yet, right?"
Awesome! She was actually the first person to see the true face of the mute slave! What an honor! "Well, there is a creek ahead. I will take you there to have a look."
Qiao Mu wanted to hold his hand, but the mute slave shrank his hand and immediately hid.
Qiao Mu smiled helplessly: "That's all, just follow me, be careful when walking, don't get hurt."
"Um."
The mute slave nodded and walked behind her.
There is indeed a small stream ahead, and there is a flat area. The stream is quiet and the water is as bright as a mirror.
This is the first time in many years that the mute slave has seen his true appearance.
His face is so beautiful... However, the mute slave didn't know what he was thinking, but he didn't seem particularly happy to see his handsome and extraordinary face.
Qiao Mu stood beside him, even if he saw this face in the water, he was still so addicted that he couldn't help himself.
"It's really beautiful..." I almost shed tears, okay?
However, why does this face look more and more familiar the more I look at it?
Like I've seen it somewhere?
But Qiao Mu was very sure that he had never seen the true appearance of the mute slave.
If you ever see such a beautiful face, you will never forget it.
Just like the Ninth Prince, like Mu Mu... But having said that, the feeling of the mute slave is really familiar to people.
It's just that this face looks familiar, but it's also unfamiliar. Is it because I've seen someone before that makes me think he's familiar?
The mute slave held up a handful of water with his uninjured hand, washed his face cleanly, stood up, and looked at her expressionlessly: "Let's go."
"Leaving now?"
Qiao Mu couldn't react, "Why don't you look at such a beautiful face?"
Even she was fascinated by it. Didn't he know that he was really beautiful and charming?
The mute slave was a little surprised: "If you look twice, can you catch up with Jiu'er and the others?"
It’s just a face. It can’t be used as food or as firewood. No matter how beautiful it is, it’s just a skin.
Qiao Mu was really going to be defeated by him. When he woke up, he found that he had turned into a stunningly beautiful man. Could it be that he was really not excited at all?
Why are you acting so cold now?
"Have you seen your true face before?"
But didn't Jiu'er say that the mute slave's face has been ruined for many years?
"I don't know."
He couldn't remember what happened when he was a child, and he didn't have much memory.
I don’t know, that means I haven’t seen it at all.
"Jiu'er hasn't seen your true face, has he?"
Otherwise, how could Jiu'er, a nymphomaniac like him, be so calm when seeing the mute slave?
She will definitely take the mute slave back! No matter what, Jiu'er already has Mu Mu and Prince Jiu, so she can no longer harm such a beautiful, quiet and good-looking mute slave.
If I had known earlier, I should have wrapped the gauze back on the mute slave last night, and when I found Jiu'er and the others, I would have asked Jiu'er to get the mute slave over first.
Once Jiuer agreed, she would take off the gauze for the mute slave.
By then, even if Jiuer regrets after seeing the true appearance of the mute slave, it will be too late! Oh, it was so impulsive to take off his gauze like this last night.
How could Jiuer be willing to give up such a beautiful mute slave to her?
Do you want to cook the rice with him first?
Hey, hey, it seems, so shameful... "Did you find the marks left by Jiu'er and the others?"
The mute slave suddenly stopped.
"What?"
Qiao Mu, who was still thinking hard about how to snatch the mute slave from Feng Jiuer's hands, accidentally almost bumped into the mute slave.
She stopped suddenly, and when she thought of that sentence, her face turned red with embarrassment.
"Well, I don't have any ill intentions towards you, I'm just a little... impulsive, ha, no! Well, I didn't mean that..."
