The Fantasy Boss is Weak and Helpless After Crossing

Although I had long expected that his clothes would be big on her, it was still a bit unexpected when I actually saw it.

The wide short sleeves covered her loosely like that. Originally, they were only half-arm sleeves. When they were worn on her body, the cuffs directly covered her upper arms, and the hem directly covered most of her thighs. Even the neckline appeared a few circles larger. , revealing her large collarbone and skin.

An already petite person was made even more petite.

But for Mo Xuan, the bluish patches on her exposed skin and the scars that seemed to ooze blood were even more shocking.

At this time, Tang Jiuge was like a cute doll that was originally intact and was brutally stabbed, crushed, and ravaged, and then exposed the cotton wool inside. , inexplicably want to tear up the person who hurt her.

"Uncle, I'm ready." Tang Jiuge ran in front of Mo Xuan and stood obediently.

"...Well." Mo Xuan returned to his senses, suppressed his anger, responded softly, and looked at her carefully.

Unconsciously, he reached out and pulled her wrist, the other hand gently stroked her scar.

"Does it hurt..." He lowered his eyelashes, and his eyes, which were covered by most of them, were no longer indifferent, with a softness that seemed to be sad.

For some reason, seeing her like this reminded him of his childhood. He used to be the same, because training was always scarred.

But he was far from being as strong as her back then. He cried and went to his mother, but was always reprimanded.

Over time, he no longer cried out in pain, and he would grit his teeth and endure no matter what.

Later, he awakened his supernatural powers, so... he could only heal himself.

Tang Jiuge couldn't help holding her breath.

Mo Xuan at this time was a gentleness she had never seen before, but the breath around him made her feel a little sad for no reason.

He seemed to be looking at her, and he seemed to be remembering something.

Tang Jiuge didn't speak for a while, she didn't know what to answer at this moment...

The white light lit up, and Mo Xuan's fingertips exuded star power, soft and warm, healing Tang Jiuge.

"In the future...you can say it or shout out when it hurts." Mo Xuan said softly, still looking at her ecchymosis intently, "I won't laugh at you, I won't reprimand you, more won't ignore you."

Tang Jiuge's eyelashes trembled, and her heart jumped.

She bit her lower lip, holding back the pain that came up from her chest.

If screaming pain is useful, who wouldn't say it.

She is a daughter born of a slave, a prostitute who is inferior to a servant, a toy thrown into the Colosseum.

She knew from an early age that crying was useless, and that her pained cries were useless except to elicit ridicule and excitement from others.

The cry of the weak that no one cared about was a disgraceful existence to her.

Later, she got used to everything and would not cry out even if it hurt again.

Tang Jiuge's eyes were filled with mist, she blinked hard, blinking away the tears that were about to gather together.

She stared at Mo Xuan's face and eyes, and when she recalled his words, she suddenly understood.

"Uncle..." Tang Jiuge's voice trembled slightly, "Did uncle hurt too?"

I don't know what kind of pain this "pain" refers to. Hearing it in Mo Xun's ears, it seems to have a deep meaning.

Mo Xuan raised his eyes to look at Tang Jiuge, but saw her big eyes dangling with water waves, full of grief and sorrow, as if... she had experienced the same pain as him.

Yes, her parents are missing, and her dearest love is no longer there. Maybe she has realized in countless days and nights that the only person she can really rely on is herself, and she is forced to be strong. What is the difference from his situation.

"It hurts." Mo Xun looked at her steadily and said.

Time seemed to stand still, and at this moment, the worlds of the two seemed to have an intersection and began to truly intersect and merge.

The white light continued to shine, and it was precisely distributed on the injured part of Tang Jiuge.

The room was silent at this time, and the atmosphere seemed to be slightly cool, but there seemed to be warm molecules floating between the two of them.

Seeing that the injury is about to get better soon, there was a knock on the door, and Elder Hope's voice came from outside the door.

"Master, Miss Jiuge, Ji Yu is outside the door now, saying she wants to find Miss Jiuge."

Tang Jiuge blinked, looked at Mo Xuan and said, "Uncle, wait for the treatment later, I'll take a look first."

Mo Xuan nodded, and the star power dissipated instantly.

Tang Jiuge turned around and ran to open the door. After saying hello to Elder Hope, he trot downstairs, not noticing Elder Hope's eyes almost falling out.

Elder Hope opened his mouth wide, and with a trembling finger, pointed to the direction where Tang Jiuge disappeared, and then pointed to Mo Xuan.

"Young, young master! How did Miss Jiuge dress like that!? You, you...!?" Elder Hope covered his mouth, and the girl's various plots flooded into his mind. is something else.

Mo Xuan walked out of the room and raised his eyebrows slightly when he saw Elder Hope's appearance, "What's wrong? You can't find clothes, so you can only let her wear mine first, otherwise it will not be convenient for accurate healing. Is there a problem?"

Only then did Elder Hope understand what was going on. His heart fell to the ground, but he was also inexplicably disappointed.

Alas, the reality is not a teenage manga...

"Really, didn't anything special happen to you in the room..." Elder Hope muttered angrily.

Elder Hope didn't expect his young master, this dead wood, to respond to him, but he saw Mo Xuan's expression froze slightly after hearing it, then his eyebrows softened, and the corners of his lips slightly raised.

"It's something special... it's something."

"!!!" Elder Hope opened his eyes wide, he really wanted to know! ! Can he ask! ? But he dared not ask what to do! ?

Here, Elder Hope was caught in the tangle of whether to ask, and Mo Xuan had already glanced at him and went downstairs.

He went to see what the man was doing with the stupid cat.

As soon as Tang Jiuge went downstairs, she saw Ji Yu standing outside the door.

It's been several days since Ji Yue was seen, and now she just looked at him from a distance and felt that he looked a little haggard, with obvious dark circles under his eyes.

Tang Jiuge frowned slightly and walked quickly to the door.

"Ji Yu, what's wrong with you? Why are you looking so bad?" Tang Jiuge looked up at Ji Yu with worry in her eyes.

However, Ji Yu's mind was not at all in Tang Jiuge's questioning. He stared at the clothes on Tang Jiuge's body, the large man's T-shirt like a skirt, and a faint red bruise under her neck. The marks directly caused his anxious spirit to collapse in an instant.

"Xiao Jiu!! What the **** is going on with you!?" Ji Yu was completely out of control, he bent down and grabbed Tang Jiuge's shoulders tightly, yelling at her, his eyes were splitting, and his face was a little bit angry. Fierce up.

Tang Jiuge was completely dumbfounded, her ears were buzzing.

At this moment, a blue star force swept over and directly lifted Ji Yu to the ground.

Mo Xuan walked out slowly, he grabbed Tang Jiuge who was standing behind him, looked at Ji Yue who was lying on the ground, his half-drooping eyes were full of stern blades, and he asked in a cold voice, "You want to die. ……"