Song Xiaoya followed him silently, looking at the tall figure of the man, her eyes gradually became moist.
She sniffed and forced the untimely tears back.
Mu Junhao put her on the sofa, brought her to the medicine box, and turned out the band aid and disinfectant cotton.
The wound was a little deep, and the white meat turned out.
A touch of deep love in the man's deep eyes quickly slide, always kill decisive man, holding the hand of disinfectant cotton can't bear to fall.
"Bear it, it may hurt a little," he said
Song Xiaoya shrunk her shoulders. She was most afraid of pain. Before she began to disinfect, her facial features had wrinkled into a ball.
"I don't think so. In two days, it will be ready automatically."
"No, it's inflamed."
Mu Junhao quickly puts the disinfectant cotton on the wound. Song Xiaoya is so painful that she shrinks all over the body. Her delicate features are tightening tightly and biting her lips. Her white lips don't want her to become blood red.
It's said that her fingers are even touching her heart, which makes her scalp numb.
Mu Junhao's eyes darkened and he bowed his head to kiss her lips.
Gradually, song Xiaoya's attention was diverted by him, and the pain on his fingers seemed to be less painful.
At the end of the kiss, Mu Junhao's eyes became extremely hot, and his hoarse voice asked, "does it still hurt?"
Song Xiaoya's moist eyes are like green hills washed by rain. She looks at him with blurred eyes and shakes her head in a daze.
Mu Junhao bowed his head again and gave her a kiss on her small and ruddy lips. Then he let her go.
"Why don't you eat?"
"No appetite."
Mu Junhao's heart suddenly ached, "Xiaoya Is there anything you want to tell me? "
Song Xiaoya was stunned for a moment. She flashed an unnatural flash on her face and pursed her lips. Then she said, "I said, you can't think more."
The man's slender fingers pinned a wisp of hair on her cheek behind her ears, and her deep voice was unspeakable tenderness, "silly girl, how can I think more?"
How can he think too much when he is too late for heartache and remorse?
His heart almost stopped when he saw that she almost had an accident.
Although it is guaranteed, song Xiaoya is still not at ease.
Mu Junhao is very concerned about the things between her and Leng Si. If he knows that she meets Bingbing, he doesn't know what he will think?
But now it's not the best way to keep it from him. One day he will know.
Song Xiaoya said: "today Bingbing came to me, she asked me to save lengsi..."
Smell speech, Mu Junhao tall body a shock, eyebrow twist up, "how do you think?"
"I I don't know! " Song Xiaoya pinches her fingers.
Leng Si once helped her a lot. It can be said that without Leng Si, she would not be what she is now. But all the things Leng Si did were enough to stay in prison for a lifetime. What's more, he hurt Xiaoyi
Her mood is very complex, do not know what to do next?
Looking at her hesitation, Mu Junhao's face suddenly cooled down and yelled coldly: "I won't help you with this matter. He has taken up five years of your time. It's good that I didn't settle with him right away!"
"I didn't ask you to save him..." Song Xiaoya shakes with fright. In the face of angry Mu Junhao, she is afraid.
Mu Junhao looked at her carefully and frowned, "OK, I didn't say anything about you! You'd better not interfere in Leng Si's affairs. If I know that you interfere, I don't mind letting him be sentenced to death earlier. "
"Don't..."
Song Xiaoya is surprised, just want to open a mouth, can be in the man's fierce eyes, quickly shut up.
Mu Junhao's dark face became colder, comparable to the dark ice on the mountain, "Song Xiaoya, don't mention this man's name in front of me."
He had no way to let her go, but he was quite concerned about Leng Si.
Before, he was just scrupulous about his brotherhood, but this brotherhood passed away in five years.
Five years, not five months, five days
Five years is too long, too long. It can change a person's mind, and it can also be long enough for a lot of things to happen.
On the phone at midnight that day, they were sleeping in the same bed
Often think of this, think of Xiaoya once committed in another man's body, he has a kind of impulse to destroy everything.
But the man's pride has no way to ask, so this question has been pressed in his heart, scratching his heart and lungs.
He is not a man who has to ask for a clean woman, but Xiaoya is his beloved woman. He wants to have her completely.
In fact, even if they had a relationship, he couldn't let go.
Song Xiaoya was silenced by his roar, and her eyes were slightly red. "Mu Junhao, you still care about the things between me and Leng Si, don't you? You don't trust me at all? "Mu Junhao looked at the tears in her eyes, finally softened down, sighed and coaxed: "don't mention this matter again. Let's forget all the previous things, and we'll be fine in the future."
Mu Junhao's attitude is not appreciated by song Xiaoya.
She threw away Mu Junhao's hand, took off her shoes, opened the quilt and lay down on the bed.
She knew that he cared about her and Leng Si in his heart. Although he didn't say it, he didn't have to be so depressed in his heart!
What a proud man he is! The dream of girls all over the country, the fifth king of diamonds, the second young master of the Mu family!
This problem has been suppressed for the time being. Maybe one day when they quarrel, this problem will be turned over and their feelings will be challenged again and again.
And Mrs. mu What happened today somewhat depressed her.
Mrs. Mu treats her like a class enemy. The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is also a great challenge to the relationship between husband and wife.
Thinking of this, she felt that her future was bleak.
The amber eyes of the man flashed unhappiness, he was not angry? She's good. She'll give him a look first.
Mu Junhao's long and narrow eyebrows frowned fiercely. He came to the bedside and opened the quilt.
Song Xiaoya stubbornly buries her head in the pillow, unwilling to see him.
He laughed angrily. "What did I say to you?"
"Get out of here, I don't want to see you now!" Song Xiaoya roared angrily.
Mu Junhao chuckled. Her black hair was scattered on the white pillow. He twisted it and threw it on her face. His voice was light and said, "why do you still have a little temper with me? Who gave you the courage! "
Song Xiaoya grabs back her hair and glares at him fiercely. "I don't need your attention. Don't you think there's something between me and Leng Si? Then you let me go
Mu Junhao drooped his eyes, looked at the woman's red eyes, and sighed helplessly, "his temper is quite big."