Chapter 921

In the kitchen.

Jiang Mengmeng is washing fruit there. He has just washed it and is cutting it now.

Her face is still very red. At the thought of meeting her brother-in-law Shen Yancheng for the first time, Jiang Mengmeng's heart is still beating fast.

Jiang Mengmeng has always felt that she is a very small person. Even if her husband is the richest man in the world, she has never felt how great it is to be the richest woman.

Jiang Mengmeng's daily life remains unchanged. She goes to the group during the day and stays with the people she likes at night. Until today, when she met her brother-in-law and saw that her sister was surrounded by excellent people, Jiang Mengmeng found that her life circle was very different.

She is so weak, will she let others gossip behind her sister's back? And Muchen, his friends, subordinates and partners, know that his wife is a mute. Will it be the same?

Jiang Mengmeng didn't consider these problems before. She just likes Muchen and wants to be with him. Now think about it, she suddenly felt that there was still a gap between her and Jing Muchen.

"Ah!" Jiang Mengmeng shouted.

She accidentally cut her hand. It hurts very much. She just lost her mind and walked too badly.

As soon as Jing Muchen walked outside the door, he heard Jiang Mengmeng's voice, and then watched her cover her hand, but her hand was bleeding, and her other hand soon turned red.

Jing Muchen's face was heavy. He came forward and grabbed Jiang Mengmeng's finger and looked at her painfully: "how did you cut your hand?"

Jiang Mengmeng didn't want to. She just walked away and cut her hand, who knows!

Next second.

Jing Muchen directly put Jiang Mengmeng's finger into his mouth, cleaned the blood from Jiang Mengmeng's finger with his mouth, and kept holding it until her finger didn't continue to bleed. It's really gentle and gentle. Looking at Jiang Mengmeng's eyes is both doting and responsible. I wish Jiang Mengmeng wouldn't go into the kitchen in the future.

Jiang Mengmeng's face was very red. Now Jing Muchen stared at her with such eyes. She was more embarrassed and wanted to take her hand back. She was afraid that her sister and brother-in-law would also come in. What if she saw it? Jiang Mengmeng will be ashamed.

"Don't move." Jing Muchen held her hand. Jiang Mengmeng couldn't take it back, so she had to keep this posture.

Jiang Mengmeng only felt that her finger was so hot. It was like reaching into a hot spring, but only this finger was too hot.

And those calories slowly spread through her blood along this finger, penetrating and swallowing her little by little.

"Well, there is no bleeding. I'll take you to bandage. Pay attention in the future. Don't be distracted when moving the knife." Jing Muchen took Jiang Mengmeng out together.

Just in the living room, I met Shen Yancheng and Jiang xiaorou who came down from upstairs.

"What's the matter?" asked Jiang xiaorou.

"It's all right. I just cut my finger. I'll take her to bandage." Jing Muchen took Jiang Mengmeng upstairs and personally bandaged her wound.

"I'm really fine. I can do it myself." Jiang Mengmeng and Jing Muchen scrambled to do it, but she could hurt her a little.

"Don't move." Jing Muchen is very serious.

He squatted in front of Jiang Mengmeng, took her little hand and wrapped her wound himself, very, very carefully. Jiang Mengmeng just needs to sit obediently and doesn't have to come by herself.

"I'll pay attention next time." Jiang Mengmeng gestures with her hands. She feels that Jing Muchen seems a little angry because her face is not very right.

"There's no next time." Jing Muchen said faintly. He still decided to invite some servants to serve at home.

Originally, he wanted to spend time with Jiang Mengmeng. More servants would be very eye-catching, but now it seems that it's impossible to have no servants at home. He can't let Jiang Mengmeng always stay in the kitchen. Her hands shouldn't always be working. She needs to rest.

Jing Muchen took Jiang Mengmeng's hand and said, "didn't you use the skin care products you bought on time?"

Jing Muchen knew that Mengmeng's hands were thick, because he grew up in the countryside and did a lot of farm work. He specially bought a hand guard for Mengmeng. The effect is particularly good. If he uses it for a long time, her skin will be smoother than milk.

But now it seems that Mengmeng can't. She didn't listen to him.

"It's too troublesome. I have to use it several times a day. Sometimes I forget when I'm too busy." Jiang Mengmeng gestured with her hand, with an expression of embarrassment.

She really didn't use it on purpose, nor was she wasting Jing Muchen's mind. She really forgot. I always work when I get home. How can I have time to remember that?

"Remember, I have to use it every day." Jing Muchen got up and went to get the hand cream. He squeezed some out and put them on his fingers, and then fell on Jiang Mengmeng's palm. He drew small circles on the back of his hand, and drew countless circles one by one, until every inch of skin was coated with a thin layer.

"HMM." Jiang Mengmeng nodded obediently.

But she doesn't feel very comfortable. Why does Jing Muchen have to ask her in these aspects? Do you think her hands are not smooth enough and beautiful enough, so do you want to change yourself with these cosmetics? But she will grow old one day!