With just a glance, Feng Wuxie closed his eyes instantly, and his handsome face was instantly filled with dense peach powder.

After taking a deep breath, Feng Wuxie calculated the position from the bedside to the bathtub, and then closed his eyes and hugged the unconscious Xia Ziyuan.

The smooth feeling of buying Feng Wuxie instantly made his whole body stiffen. After silently reciting the Qingxin Mantra several times, he hugged him hard again, and then strode towards the bathtub.

After putting Xia Ziyuan into the bathtub, Feng Wuxie carefully opened his eyes, but the injuries on Xia Ziyuan's shoulder still made him feel distressed.

He couldn't even imagine how she could bear the Qi Beast's claw. If he knew that Xia Ziyuan was tortured to such a thing by that hateful thing, he wouldn't have let it die so easily.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie couldn't help but slap the table. The loud noise shocked him and subconsciously looked at Xia Ziyuan in the bucket.

But the next second he no longer cared about the defenses of men and women and ran towards the direction of the bucket, because Xia Ziyuan had already been dumped into the bucket at some point.

After helping Xia Ziyuan, who was still unconscious, Feng Wuxie felt particularly guilty in his heart. Looking at Xia Ziyuan who was already wet, the messy hair on her temples was messy on her cheeks, and her pale face actually had an indescribable gentle beauty.

At that moment, Feng Wuxie was stunned.

The throat festival rolled a few times subconsciously, and Feng Wuxie hurriedly opened his eyes in a mess, but the already red ear tips betrayed his calmness at this moment.

After taking a deep breath, Feng Wuxie turned his face again and carefully sorted out the hair falling from Xia Ziyuan's ears. Looking at the already wet hair Feng Wuxie directly pulled out the hairpin between her hair.

He carefully combed Xia Ziyuan's long wet hair with his fingers, and his hands were so light that he hadn't even noticed it himself, as if he was afraid of waking Xia Ziyuan.

If it were the past, Feng Wuxie would definitely feel that he must have been possessed by evil spirits, so he would have done these actions towards Xia Ziyuan.

But at this moment, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his actions. The only inappropriate thing was probably that he could not control the direction of his eyes.

Just as Feng Wuxie was combing Xia Ziyuan's hair indifferently, Xia Ziyuan, who had been unconscious, suddenly snorted softly, which was an extremely subtle and faint sound.

If you don't listen carefully, you will definitely not be able to hear it. However, Feng Wuxie, who was guilty, heard it. He shook his hand and hurriedly took a detour to check it out, but Xia Ziyuan did not open her eyes.

Feng Wuxie felt that he was probably having an auditory hallucination. Xia Ziyuan didn’t wake up at all. Moreover, Mo Qianyan said before that Xia Ziyuan was so seriously injured and would have to sleep for at least two or three days before she would wake up.

He looked at Xia Ziyuan's pale face without a trace of blood, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly. What was he panic?

Even if Xia Ziyuan really woke up at this moment, he wouldn't have to panic at all, after all, he didn't really do anything.

Thinking of this, Feng Wuxie began to combed Xia Ziyuan's hair with confidence and boldness. It turned out that Xia Ziyuan's hair was so beautiful.

Just when Feng Wuxie was immersed in such a small interest, Xia Ziyuan slowly opened her eyes.

The slight pulling feeling from her scalp gave her a brief clear and clear mind. Although she was still a little weak, Xia Ziyuan slowly woke up.

However, the person behind her was completely unaware of it, and was still combed Xia Ziyuan's long hair one by one as fascinated.

A slight pulling feeling kept coming from the scalp, so Xia Ziyuan subconsciously turned her head to take a look. When her eyes fell on Feng Wuxie behind her, she felt a little dazed.

She was so warm that she couldn't tell whether this was a dream or a reality. Wasn't she dead?

Could it be that this is the memory of life, but there is no such part in the memory of life, she is very clear about it.

If not, then she is still alive now?

After looking down, Xia Ziyuan was sure that she was still alive. Although the pain on her body had already been much lighter, there were still some.

At this moment, Xia Ziyuan suddenly realized something and suddenly turned around, scaring Feng Wuxie. He was still fantasizing whether he could do this when Xia Ziyuan woke up, but when he came back to his senses.

A pair of apricot eyes were staring at him fiercely, and the movements on Feng Wuxie's hands suddenly began to stiffen.

"Zi Yuan, are you awake?"

Feng Wuxie hurriedly withdrew his hand and asked in a trembling voice.

Seeing that Xia Ziyuan didn't answer him, she was still staring at him without any emotion. Feng Wuxie subconsciously pinched his thigh and immediately took a breath of cold air in pain.

He wasn't dreaming, Xia Ziyuan was really awake, but why did she look at him like this?

Could it be that there is something dirty on his face?

But he didn't care about so much at this moment. As long as Xia Ziyuan could wake up, even if her face was covered in dust, he wouldn't care.

Seeing Feng Wuxie like a fool, pinching himself and smiling foolishly, Xia Ziyuan suddenly felt that the picture was a bit eye-catching.

Also, what she cares most about at this moment is who took off her clothes. Could it be this guy?

Moreover, she was wearing this bellyband before, so why did she even change her bellyband now?

Thinking of this, Xia Ziyuan's originally pale face suddenly had a little blood. Although she followed Feng Wuxie to do that after drinking, it doesn't mean that he can change her clothes?

Don't he know that there is a difference between men and women?

How can this be?

"You saved me?"

Xia Ziyuan decided to ask clearly first, so as not to injure the life-saving benefactor. If Feng Wuxie saved her life, there is no need to investigate this matter.

It is okay to promise your life-saving grace, but if not, this frivolous crime must be recovered.

"Uh, that, I didn't save you..."

Bang! A short and crisp sound echoed at this moment, as quiet as a room.

Feng Wuxie finished speaking the first half of the sentence, and he slapped his face. Although this slap was not intimidating compared to the past, it also made him wake up instantly.

Xia Ziyuan was angry!

"Zi Yuan, you..."

Why did Feng Wuxie blush suddenly when he didn't say the words "I"?

He suddenly understood why Xia Ziyuan slapped him directly. Although it didn't hurt, Feng Wuxie felt that it was necessary to explain it to him.
Chapter completed!