In the past of time, two people kept this movement still.
The frightened mood of Muqiqi seems to have calmed down a lot. She loosed her hand around moyanjue's waist and saw his bloody hand with a slight side face.
"Are you hurt?" Muqiqi's exclamation broke the silence of the whole room.
Mo yanjue then raised the injured finger, looked at it, and smiled at her indifferently: "no problem."
"How can I get out of the way with so much blood? I'll get the medicine box and bandage you."
She was about to lift the quilt and get out of bed, because she was in a hurry. She had a lot of strength to lift the quilt. Suddenly, the white and tender body appeared in front of her, and Muqi was totally confused.
It took a few seconds to remember to pull the quilt over again and wrap your body tightly.
"Go out, you go out first..." at this moment, the blush of the bather can drip blood.
Someone standing by the bed narrowed his eyes and smiled, "shy, you fell asleep in the bathtub after taking a bath, or I picked you out, and I wiped you clean, and..."
"don't say!"
Muqiqi is so shy that she really seems to find a crack to drill in. But this man is still reading in her ear endlessly.
"Well, I won't say, I won't say."
Seeing that she was angry, Mo yanjue raised his hands to make a capitulation, saying and retreating.
Mo yanjue walked out of the bedroom, and the whole room was restored to peace.
Muqiqi covers his red face. He really lost his body.
At the same time, she was worried about his hand injury, so she struggled for a few seconds. She crawled out of the quilt, rushed into the cloakroom at the fastest speed, and casually found clean clothes to put on, covering her red and shy body.
Staring at himself in the mirror, Mu Qiqi rubs his red face again, and then goes out.
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downstairs in the living room.
The servant has brought the medicine box. The housekeeper stands beside him with a worried look. "Young master, this blood can't flow all the time. Let me bandage it for you."
Mo yanjue is like not listening to the general, allowing the red blood to dye the whole finger red.
The housekeeper saw that the whole man was as anxious as the ants on the hot pot, but he didn't know how to persuade him.
Just then, the room upstairs opened, and Muqiqi, dressed in striped household clothes, came down from upstairs.
When the housekeeper saw Muqiqi, he seemed to see the great Savior. He shouted: "Miss mu, come and have a look. I've advised the young master how many times he has hurt his hand, but I just don't bandage it. I... I have no way at all."
Muqiqi came down from the upstairs and looked at moyanjue in the sofa. "Uncle Wang, leave it alone. I'll come."
The housekeeper breathed a sigh of relief and replied, "ah."
Wang Bo retreated to one side and watched Muqiqi walk towards a big Buddha in the sofa. He opened the medicine box skillfully to find out the disinfectant cotton and gauze.
Then I pulled the injured hand of the young master rudely, wiped it with alcohol cotton, and complained with no good face, "I will not bandage you, are you going to dry the blood like this?
In the sun, the young man with a frosty face smiled and said, "I know you won't give up."
Wang Bo hurriedly turned around and left. This dog food is too big for him to eat