Chapter 127

"Lu yanmu, do you like me very much?" Green mans micro Yang head, a smile at him, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, are full of smile.

Why Lu yanmu liked her so much has not been understood.

Is it just because she looks better? But Lu yanmu, unlike her, is not superficial.

Qingmang looked at the man who turned his hand for clouds and covered his hands for rain. He was so willing to put down his hands for her, just to give her medicine.

It has to be said that no matter what the man does, he always has his own halo. He has a good family background, a good figure, and a good appearance. He can hardly pick out any shortcomings except for being easy to lose his temper.

Green mang pursed his mouth and wanted to laugh, but when he thought that he would laugh, he would probably be beaten up and held back. Hold your head with the other hand and stare at him.

The mouth is not let a person at all, but the movement on the hand is slowed down a lot, a change before fierce, gentle a lot.

Lu yanmu, with a straight face, glanced at the small white hand on the cuff. "If you don't protect yourself when you know the pain, you should have more pain."

"Easy, it hurts..." Qingmang reached out and gently pulled the cuff of his shirt, pursed his mouth, and murmured in protest.

Ah, this cold and proud man.

Looking at Lu yanmu, he showed indifference on his face and ignored the whole process of her resistance. The movements of her hands did not reduce by half a point.

The expression on his face was very serious. He didn't seem to like it very much. He didn't even use a cotton swab. He pressed his finger pulp directly on the wound, which was not gentle. He showed his teeth in pain.

"I don't know how to use medicine for scald!" When applying the medicine, Lu yanmu had a cold face and a very cold voice.

A cold face pulled out from her wrapped arm, picked up the ointment next to her, opened it out, pulled her hand, and touched the ointment directly.

Lu yanmu's eyes fluttered twice, and he looked gentle without trace. When the eye light looks at her, inadvertently glances at the back of her hand, a piece of redness and swelling, even some slightly wrinkled skin, suddenly eyebrows and eyes are cold.

Oh, how to do? I feel so happy.

Green mang instantly smile on the face, holding his face, bar Ji is a mouthful.

"Well, I like it." Lu yanmu couldn't hold her back and answered in a cold voice.

Green mang did not give up and rubbed forward, eyes Baba looking at him, as if not say will not let go of the appearance.

Lu yanmu had no choice but to press his eyebrows. His face was indifferent, and some didn't want to pay attention to her.

Qing mang went up and wrapped his arm, put his head on his shoulder and shook it, "but I just want to know. You know, women are not like you men, we like to hear these sweet words

Lu yanmu slightly frowned, loosened her and sat up. "You have asked this question many times."

Because of the lack of feelings in the past life, and slowly back to the track that should have, when the previous life entrusted non-human, this life must follow him well together, no matter what happens.

Lu yanmu smeared a thick layer of ointment on her scalded area, and then she stopped her hand. Under her eyes, she was stained with a trace of heartache, "why don't you cry for pain?"

You know, before just rub break a little skin, will shout, scald into such, unexpectedly did not say a word.