Pampered by the Toughest Man After Divorce
Chapter 1385 - 1207: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Chapter 1385: Chapter 1207: Xiao’ai, Dabao, Xiaobei

Xia Dabao was carried to the shore, and Long Aixi checked her foot. Unforgettably, she still managed to curse indignantly, "Who on earth is so blind they threw a broken bowl into the river and cut my foot?"

Indeed, though her fair little foot was smeared with mud, a wound half a finger’s length was clearly exposed and still bleeding.

Long Aixi quickly washed her foot with stream water, then fiercely tore a piece of cloth from his own clothes, focusing on dressing Xia Dabao’s wound.

Xia Dabao sat, and Long Aixi lay down. For some reason, Xia Dabao felt the position was too intimate, and her face suddenly flushed.

Yet Long Aixi didn’t think too much of it. After he had bandaged the wound, he helped Xia Dabao pull her trousers back down, and then squatted, "I’ll carry you back home first."

"What about the fish?" Xia Dabao was hardly willing to abandon her catch. It was a prize obtained at the cost of injury, and not eating one meal of it would hardly compensate for her wounded body and spirit.

But Long Aixi was helpless and started to coax her, "Abao, I’ll carry you back first, and then I’ll come back for the fish later. No one will take the fish if it’s left here."

"How could no one take it? The kids in this village are so naughty. As soon as they see it, they will surely take it," Xia Dabao said.

"Fine, I’ll carry you and take the bucket at the same time," Long Aixi said.

However, when Long Aixi carried Xia Dabao on his back, he found it hardly strenuous at all.

During this time, besides fussing over acting with Xia Dabao, he had also been learning other martial arts moves from Yege, and sometimes he had to do some lifting in the village, so his strength had increased somewhat.

And lying on Long Aixi’s solid shoulders, Xia Dabao suddenly felt an unusual sensation.

This feeling...

It was just like when her father used to carry her, really stable and secure. Being on his back was like being inside a very comfortable little house, unaffected by the fiercest storms raging on the outside.

Xia Dabao simply pressed her entire face against his back, relaxing her whole body.

But after a moment, she lifted her head again.

Xiao’ai was after all a boy, and it clearly wasn’t proper to be so intimate with him.

Long Aixi felt Xia Dabao wriggling on his back, and he couldn’t help but smile faintly, hoisting Xia Dabao up a bit to secure her more firmly on his shoulder.

Xia Dabao’s face grew even redder.

...

At home, Nan Feng and the others had not yet returned, so it was just the two of them.

Having lived here for a while, Long Aixi knew where the herbs were kept in the house. He had some knowledge in this area as well, so he removed the bandage from Xia Dabao’s foot and applied medicine powder.

Watching Long Aixi take care of her, Xia Dabao, for some reason, started to think of Tian Xiaobei.

When she was injured in the past, it had always been Tian Xiaobei who took care of her. How was Tian Xiaobei faring in Capital City now?

"Abao, what’s wrong?" Long Aixi, seeing Xia Dabao suddenly become lost in thought, asked her.

Xia Dabao shook her head, showing a look of worry rarely seen on her face, and then sighed.

"Does the wound hurt too much?" Long Aixi asked further—rarely had he seen Xia Dabao like this, and he couldn’t help but be concerned.

After all, Xia Dabao wasn’t the kind of lady who was particularly afraid of pain, right?

But Xia Dabao shook her head again and then looked at Long Aixi, "I was reminded of a... a good friend who left Peach Blossom Village some time ago."