Chapter 1867

In the Japanese style villa, the housekeeper has taken people to prepare all the daily necessities.

After Ying Feifei and Mo Liangyu enter the door, the servant comes forward respectfully to say hello.

"Look around. There's a small garden behind the yard. The hot spring is there!"

Mo Liangyu turns his head and says something to Ying Feifei, while he limps to the sofa and asks the servant to bring him an ice bag after sitting down.

There was a lot of itching on his ankle. He wanted to apply ice.

Ying Feifei looks at his tired look and feels very sorry.

When the servant came from the refrigerator with an ice bag, she took it and said, "I'll do it."

At this time, Mo Liangyu, leaning on the back of the sofa, opened his eyes steeply, saw the ice bag in her hand, and frowned, "don't you, just let them do it.

Your room is the first one on the right. Go up and have a look first

Feifei ignored his refusal and went to the sofa to squat down. He skillfully rolled up his trouser legs. Seeing his swollen ankle, he was surprised to lift up the corner of his trousers again. "You don't wear autumn pants on such a cold day?"

Mo Liangyu glanced at her, shook his legs, and answered with a straight and strong voice, "when I go out, I'll take the car. What kind of autumn pants do I wear!

It's not warm, it's bloated and ugly! "

That's ridiculous!

Ying Feifei skimmed his mouth, touched the ice bag, and finally gently touched his ankle.

Then the young master shook his head with a comfortable face, and his mouth was still murmuring, "comfortable, more to the left!"

Ying Feifei with ice bag

I feel that the ice bag is a little hot!

It's just ice. As for his exaggeration?!

Even the servants who were waiting to see this scene snickered and did not open their faces.

Young master is really good at teasing girls!

Ying Feifei helped Mo Liangyu to apply ice for more than ten minutes. Seeing that his tight brow had been completely relieved, she ran over her cold fingertips. As soon as her eyes turned, she put the ice bag directly into the edge of his socks.

"Don't move. I'll go upstairs and pack up for a while."

After that, Ying Feifei picked up her luggage and ran upstairs.

It's so cold. My hands are freezing and cramping!

Mo Liangyu heard her footsteps, slowly opened his eyes, looked at her back, looked down at the rolled up trouser legs and the ice bag in the socks, inadvertently bent his lips and laughed.

She seems to care about him!

"Young master, the private soup hot spring is ready. Would you like to have dinner with that young lady first or take a bath in the hot spring first?"

At this time, the maid came forward and asked, with a trace of ambiguity in her smile.

Mo Liangyu thought, waved his hand, and said: "prepare dinner first, make more Japanese desserts, and then soak in the hot spring later!"

"All right."

After the servant left, Mo Liangyu was bored in the living room.

He looked at the stairs from time to time, but never saw yingfeifei come down.

After waiting for a while, he had no patience, picked up the crutch and went straight upstairs.

Outside the door, Mo Liangyu deliberately slows down. He peeps inside through the crack of the door, and then sees Ying Feifei in a daze in front of the bright French window.

He stepped up to enter the door, and suddenly heard her voice, "Mom, don't rush. I'm very busy now. I really don't have time to talk about friends!"

Oh, I was urged to get married!