"You deserve it, who told you not to eat dinner..." Before he could finish his reproachful words, Cheng Moyan suddenly stopped and made an action that he might never do in his life: he plucked his hair in annoyance and turned his head.
Don't look at her.
Mu Qingqing thought, that is annoyance, yes? Yes??
She didn't know if she was being mean or something, but she forgot about her previous shame in his words that she didn't know whether they were reproach or concern. She thought he was cute like this, which made her want to laugh.
However, she did not laugh out loud. Perhaps, she did not fully understand the feeling in her heart. It was like she thought she could hate, hated completely and simply, and no longer put the multiple choice question of love or hate.
She often cared about him in her heart, but at the moment when his life hung on a thread, she finally knew that she had always loved him and had never changed.
Cheng Moyan was really annoyed with himself, but the embarrassment was only for a moment, because he thought she had no strength, so he couldn't keep ignoring her like this, otherwise she wouldn't be able to take a shower and wouldn't want to eat.
So, he simply opened the bathroom door and went out.
Mu Qingqing's eyes were widened by his behavior. He was...
Unexpected reaction???
But what on earth is this reaction???
Before she could figure it out, Cheng Moyan came back again. This time, without saying a word, he wiped the sleeves of his pajamas on his arms, squatted down, and continued the task he had left unfinished - taking off her pants.
Even though she had decided to be a good mistress, Mu Qingqing blushed with embarrassment when she saw him reaching for her pants.
His movements were very rough, probably because he had never done anything like this before. Mu Qingqing was made uncomfortable by his increasing and decreasing strength, but she did not make a sound. Only when he took off his pants completely and scratched her
When her ankle reached her ankle, Mu Qingqing clenched her teeth and still let out a slight cry of pain.
The voice was so small that she could hardly hear it. She didn't know how the man heard it. He was born in the year of a dog.
Cheng Moyan threw away her pants and glanced at her with a frown. There was a suspicious blush on his cheeks. He wondered if it was because of the poor air circulation in the bathroom. He spoke in a deep voice, not knowing whether he was comforting her or coaxing her, "Okay, pants.
Take it off and it won’t hurt anymore.”
Mu Qingqing suddenly felt a little sad.
Admittedly, she had never seen him like this before. She thought that if she had seen him like this earlier, she would have been very happy. But now, she just feels so tired. She and she were downstairs earlier.
Now I feel like I'm from another world.
She pursed her lips, said nothing, and nodded lightly, but was immediately startled by his angry growl.
"Damn it, what the hell is going on!"
Mu Qingqing was startled, glanced at him, and then followed his gaze. Oh, her feet were bleeding a lot, and the water around her calves was dyed red.
She curled her lips and said casually, "It was twisted last night, and I scraped it on the ground, and that's it."
Cheng Moyan glared at her fiercely, opened the bathroom door, and went out.
Mu Qingqing shrugged, he was angry again, but she didn't know the reason.
After a while, he came back again, carrying a medical kit in his hand.
Cheng Moyan was angry and careless about her injury. He took her feet out of the bathtub, opened the medicine box, took out scissors and tweezers, and gently opened the gauze for her, but
My heart suddenly ached when I saw that bloody scene.
Glancing at her bruised face - it was from the remote control he threw just now, he suddenly blamed himself.
He swore that he had never felt this way.
But he had no time to take care of so much now. He threw away the gauze she had brought before, and took out a clean cloth to dry her wound. While disinfecting her with alcohol, he couldn't help but say, "It will hurt a lot."
, you endure it.”
Mu Qingqing was shocked when he heard this, and then said nonchalantly, "Well, it doesn't matter to me what you did to me."
The strength on her feet suddenly weakened. She was unprepared and instinctively cried out in pain. Then she forgot about being a good mistress and growled, "What are you doing!"
Cheng Moyan raised his head and poked her out, then continued to gently apply medicine on her, "I didn't do it, what's your name?"