Mo Shen went straight to Ye mu. Ye Mu quickly lowered his head and pressed his head as low as he could.
"Look up." Mo Shen's fingertips raised her chin and frowned at her voice.
Ye Mu knew he couldn't escape, and slowly raised his head. Half a face is red and swollen to emerge in Mo Shen's eyes. Mo Shen's deeply concerned eyes are astringent. The look in the eyes is a little scary: "who's fighting?"
So clear five finger prints, if ye Mu deceives him to say that it is unintentionally hurt, then she takes Mo Shen as a fool.
"That The crew had an accident today, so that's it... " Ye Mu doesn't know how to explain to Mo Shen.
Today, I heard Ji'an tell the story of Xue Baili. I think her father is not easy to deal with. Ye Mu doesn't want to make trouble for Mo Shen.
Mo deep Hear ye Mu ambiguous explanation, Meifeng convergence more heavy. He asked Ye Mu: "what's the matter?"
Ye Mu bit her lip. She didn't think it was necessary to investigate this matter: "little uncle, don't ask?"
"Yes." Mo nodded deeply and got up with a touch of anger on his face: "I asked Ji'an."
With that, Mo Shen turned to go out with his mobile phone.
Ye Mu Yi is flustered, quickly pulled Mo Shen: "I I told my little uncle
If he asked Jean, it would be better for him to teach her a lesson than for her to say it herself.
Mo Shen sits opposite Ye mu. Ye Mu purses his lips and looks up at Ye mu. Then he tells Mo Shen everything.
Finish saying, ye Mu some worry of looking at Mo deep. Mo Shen kept his original posture and sat there without giving any reaction.
The more mo Shen is like this, the more Ye Mu feels terrible. She swallowed her throat and explained, "I slapped her too. She and I are even."
"Does the little lady really think that's even?" Mo Shen stares at Ye Mu's beaten face and asks her.
Take a look at her injured cheek, Mo Shen is more distressed.
He has never been reluctant to touch his wife, who dare to lay such a heavy hand. How can Mo Shen just let it go? He has a sense of propriety. Even if he wants to teach others a lesson, he will not go too far.
Ye Mu showed a smile, trying to adjust the atmosphere and said: "it's nothing. I'm hurt. I have an excuse to have a good rest for a few days."
Hear ye Mu to say so, Mo deep facial expression ugliness a few minutes: "two natures are different."
After listening to Ye Mu's story, Mo Shen can already imagine how ye Mu fought back at that time. She always feels very gentle. Even if others offend her, she just tries to avoid being hurt and try not to provoke.
"Little uncle..." Ye mura took Mo Shen's hand and asked in his voice, "I'm really OK."
"I don't want you to get involved in this. I'll handle it myself. I don't want to feel incompetent and have no resistance at all." Ye Mu is close to Mo Shen's arms with a low voice. She really doesn't want Mo Shen to get involved in this matter.
Mo Shen raised his hand to hold her shoulder, some helpless voice: "sometimes, I'd rather you like something else, as long as it's not a performance."
The performing arts circle is too intriguing. People like Ye Mu are not suitable to stay in it.
"But I like it." Ye Mu low response to his words: "no matter what work will encounter trouble, but into this circle, relatively more trouble."
Mo Shen raised his hand to help Ye Mu up from his arms. His eyes looked at her cheek. Put aside all the questions for a while: "wait a minute."
Mo Shen said, he first out of the bedroom.
Ye Mu looks at Mo Shen's back doubtfully and doesn't know what he is going to do.
She sat in the bedroom waiting for him. Bored, she picked up a magazine from the small bookshelf and flipped through it.
Half an hour later, Mo Shen didn't show any sign of coming back, so ye Mu put down the magazine and went downstairs. In the kitchen room, ye Mu walks straight to the kitchen.
Half opened the door, saw Mo Shen is using a spoon to take out boiled eggs from the small water pot, his eyes bent over to look at the mobile phone on the chopping board.
Ye Mu saw this scene, can't help but light hook mouth. Her Almighty husband, there are things she can't do.
Boiled eggs, which seemed very simple in Yemu, met a bottleneck in Moshen.
Ye Mu stands by the door and doesn't come forward to help. She looks at it. She guesses that Mo Shen should let her apply to her face.
Boiled eggs let Mo deep boiled some long, some directly fried flowers. He took out the intact eggs and nibbled them directly on the desk. The egg just boiled from the hot water was hot. He peeled the eggshell directly with his slender fingertips. There was a wrinkle on his brow, and his hand didn't stop.
Ye Mu's smile was restrained, and he hurriedly stepped forward, took the boiled egg from Mo Shen's hand and threw it into the cold water: "it would be better to leave it in the cold water for a few minutes."
"Can it still work when it's cold?" Mo Shen stares at the boiled egg lying in the cold water and asks her with a frown.
Ye Mu nodded: "it's OK to put it only for a few minutes.""How's your hand?" Ye Mu holds Mo Shen's hand and checks it open. It's OK, but his nails are a little red and there is no blistering.
Mo Shen didn't listen to Ye Mu's words seriously. As long as he saw her swollen face, he couldn't help frowning.
Ye Mu took back his hand, took the boiled egg from the water, peeled it off, wrapped it up with a handkerchief and rubbed it on his face.
"I'll do it." Mo Shen looks at her with some awkward movements and has taken the handkerchief from her hand.
She led Ye Mu and let her sit at the bar. He carefully rolled the boiled egg on Ye Mu's face.
Ye Mu felt some pain and dodged some. Mo Shen simply pressed his other hand on Ye Mu's shoulder to prevent her from dodging.
Ye Mu raised his eyes and looked at Mo Shen, who was very serious. He couldn't help laughing when he remembered that he was at a loss for boiled eggs: "how can my little uncle not even cook boiled eggs?"
Mo deep eyes slightly lower looking at her: "I don't like to eat boiled eggs."
"If you don't like it, you can never eat it?" Ye Mu thinks that it's wrong for Mo Shen to treat food like this. Boiled eggs are nutritious and should be eaten more.
"Well." Ye Mu just asked, Mo Shen is very sure should a.
For a moment, ye Mu forgot that there was a boiled egg on his face. He was surprised and said: "that How long has it been since I ate boiled eggs? "
"I haven't touched it since I was about eight years old." Mo Shen's attention was all on her face and answered her casually.
Ye Mu's pupil widened a little bit, so long
"But..."
Ye Mu began to speak with a large range of movements. The boiled egg round that was close to her cheek rolled down on the ground, hit several times on the ground, and rolled down to the carpet
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