The fake daughter is a little lucky star (MTL)

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Chapter 141

Seeing Mo Cang holding his trouser legs in silence, Tang Yuan was a little overwhelmed with his clothes, and stammered and asked, "Mo, General Mo, what's wrong with these clothes, what's wrong?" General Mo's face was cold. It's even scarier than her family's emperor.

Mo Cang let go of his hand and instructed, "Give these clothes to Feixue later."

Tang Yuan bowed her knees and saluted.

Mo Cang stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold and his brows slightly frowned.

"Brother, I'm fine, come in." Zhuang Shiyan's voice sounded inside.

Mo Cang came back to his senses, raised his foot and walked in.

As soon as she entered the door, she saw Zhuang Shiyan sitting on the bed wrapped in a quilt, her cheeks flushed red because of the hot water for a long time, and her half-dried hair was wet on the quilt.

"Brother, come and help me dry my hair." Zhuang Shiyan reached out to Mo Cang.

Mo Cang walked over and held Zhuang Shiyan's delicate white hand, stuffed her hand back into the quilt, and wrapped the quilt on her body again: "Cover it up, don't be too cold."

Then he sat on the edge of the bed and stretched out his hand to hug her. She hugged and leaned into her arms, carefully pulled up Zhuang Shiyan's loose hair, and held it in her hand to slowly exercise.

The warm feeling came from the top of her head, Zhuang Shiyan sighed in comfort, her mouth raised and her eyes narrowed, she leaned against Mo Cang's arms as softly as she had no bones, her voice was soft and glutinous: "Brother, please slow down. Dry it, let it dry for a while."

Mo Cang let out a low sneer, and said, "Okay."

When Mo Cang dried Shiyan's hair, Zhuang Shiyan was nestled in his arms, and she was already dazed. Falling asleep.

Mo Cang instructed Yu Zhen to get the medicine for the wounds, and sat up with Zhuang Shiyan, shaking her shoulders lightly and said, "Yan'er, wake up, wipe the medicine."

"I don't want it, I'm so sleepy." Zhuang Shiyan closed her eyes and cupped into Mo Cang's arms, muttering coquettishly. Seeing Zhuang Shiyan's unsuspecting appearance, full of dependence on him, Mo Cang felt in her heart. It was so soft that she leaned into her ear and whispered, "Otherwise, brother will help you apply the medicine?"

"Okay." Zhuang Shiyan mumbled again, and immediately realized that something was wrong, opened her eyes, and stared at Mo Cang in confusion. , reached out and slapped him on the arm and glared at him.

Mo Cang smiled sullenly, helped Zhuang Shiyan sit up again, stood up and said, "I'll let Feixue in, I'll go to work first, and I'll see you later."

Zhuang Shiyan took Mo Cang's hand and shook it Liao Yao said, "Brother, I'm fine. Go and do your work. You can rest early when you're done. I'm going to sleep soon, and you won't be able to accompany you when you come."

Mo Cang nodded and turned to leave.

After a while, Feixue walked in, took the wound medicine from Yuzhen's hand, and with a cold face, helped Zhuang Shiyan carefully wipe all the bruises and purples on her body.

Feixue's strength was not light, and Zhuang Shiyan grimaced in pain, but she didn't shout.

Yuzhen watched as she burst into tears.

Finally, after all the wounds were wiped clean, Zhuang Shiyan lay down on the bed, her strength was gone.

She yawned again and again, closed her eyes and muttered, "I'm going to sleep, you guys should go and rest too. By the way, leave some lights and don't put down the bed curtains." He Xiaocang was there. After staying in the dark cave for so long, she really wanted to see some light to feel at ease.