40. On their wedding night, Mo Shaoan checked his injuries, turned around and entered the room. (⊙o⊙)…

"Chief——" Could it be that he didn't care about me? Lu Yi secretly regretted that he had overacted just now and annoyed him.

But Mo Shaoan came out with the medicine box and said, "Apply medicine."

Lu Yi obeyed obediently and let him take a bottle of ointment, apply it on the bruises on his abdomen, and rub it hard with his big palm.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!" Lu Yi screamed!

If the call just now was exaggerated, this time it was really sincere. Her facial features were so painful that she almost jumped up.

"Bear it." Mo Shaoan was not merciful and pressed hard.

"That's enough, Chief! I'm done, don't rub it anymore!"

The man's slightly rough palms were rubbing her snow-white abdomen, as if a knife had passed over her, and her internal organs were all tangled together!

"If you don't rub it open, it will hurt even more tomorrow."

Lu Yi's whining did not stop him! By the time the chief finished rubbing her, she was already weak from pain.

"Chief, you are too cruel..."

Mo Shaoan ignored her, carried her into the guest room, put her on the bed and settled her down.

"Okay, have a good rest tonight and call me if you need anything."

Lu Yi stroked his burning belly and complained secretly in his heart.

Today is really unlucky! What’s even more tragic is that tonight seems to be her wedding night?

Mo Shao'an took a combat bath and drank a glass of cold water in one breath. His drunkenness faded away and he finally felt much more awake, but he lost his sleepiness for a while.

Stand on the balcony, light a cigarette, and let your thoughts spread.

I met my friend Gu Qing at a bar in the evening, and when I heard him say he was married, my jaw dropped.

Gu Qing repeatedly asked him if his brain was burned out. Didn't he always refuse to deal with Father Mo? When did he listen to his family so much and get married when he was told?

He let him chatter away while he drank a lot of wine.

Why get married? Even he himself has to ask.

So impulsively, she married Lu Yi, whom they were not familiar with at all. What's more, she was still so young, only 23 years old, and he was older than her, making him look even older.

"Have you not forgotten her yet?" Both of them drank too much, so Gu Qing dared to ask him.

He didn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer at all.

"They are very similar. Is that why you married Xiao Yi'er?" Gu Qing asked again.

Like? He had never noticed it, but he had made up his mind to marry her.

"Shao An, let it go, she has been gone for so long."

He drank the whole glass of wine in one breath, his heart filled with bitterness.

In the blur, I seemed to see that charming figure again, with a silver bell-like laughter, and walked away without looking back...

He took a long puff of cigarette and turned around to enter the house.

In the guest room, Lu Yi was sleeping soundly, probably because his stomach still hurt. He hugged his stomach with his hands and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

Mo Shao'an stared at her for a while, remembering what Gu Qing said about how similar they were. He didn't think so at first, but now that he looked more closely, she did look a bit like her.

Inexplicably, he felt a little more guilty in his heart.

Not daring to think too much, he pulled back the quilt and lay beside Lu Yi.

His big hands gently penetrated her top, attached to the bruise, and massaged it gently.

Probably because the massage was very comfortable, Lu Yi murmured, leaned over and snuggled into his arms.
Chapter completed!