Yu Guanqun raised his head in pain, screamed in pain, and quickly turned his head to look at his left arm. He saw that the fruit knife had been inserted diagonally into his strong muscle, and blood gurgled out.
"Hoo!"
Lan Cun'er was also frightened by his own violence and cruelty. He propped up his body and fell onto the pillow, passing out.
"Why are you so cruel? You are usually powerless."
Yu Guanqun glanced at his blood-stained hands and then at her who had fainted. He couldn't believe that she would have murderous intentions!
"damned!"
He angrily stepped off the bed and rang the bell to yell at Xiaoyun to come up.
After Xiaoyun professionally bandaged the wound and applied good medicine, Xiaoyun suggested worriedly:
"Master, why don't you go see a doctor and get an anti-inflammatory injection? If you don't mind it, I can give it to you too!"
"My body still needs injections? Stop telling jokes. Go down, you are so unlucky!"
Call a doctor? He didn't want to go to such trouble. If grandpa knew that the little weakling dared to hurt him with a knife, she might not be able to save her life.
After sending Xiao Yun away, Yu Guanqun raised an angry eyebrow. The cold wind covered his whole body and blew towards Lan Cun'er.
He kicked her angrily and shouted: "Wake up, wake up!"
Lan Cun'er didn't respond, which made him even angrier. Looking at her vaguely proud smile, he was 100% sure that she was clapping her hands in her dream to celebrate her victory.
Thinking of her excited look, he inexplicably smiled slightly and his eyebrows arched a little.
But how could he take a shower when he was dirty and his arm was injured?
Angry and heartbroken, he stepped on her belly, no longer caring about how valuable her belly was to his grandfather.
"Why don't you wake me up?"
"ah!"
Lan Cun'er touched his stomach in pain and turned his head to face him. When he saw his bandaged arm, he suddenly felt guilty and lowered his head.
She didn't know how she actually stabbed her at that time. She just wanted to be on guard. Who told him not to count what he said? She clearly promised to obey him once and then let her go. It was all his fault!
Yu Guanqun raised the corner of his mouth, showing no sign of anger. He kicked her leg again and ordered her:
"Come down here, don't pretend to faint every time you see blood. Come in and give me a bath."
The bathroom was very spacious, with advanced and comfortable equipment. Yu Guanqun enjoyed it, and Ren Lan Cun'er wiped his back with a blushing face.
If it wasn't for the sake of his injury, or because she hurt him, she wouldn't have rubbed his back.
"ah!"
"Where did you wipe it?"
Yu Guanqun moved his injured arm and stared at her, who was clumsy and a little flustered. His hard heart softened again.
"Sorry, I bumped into it accidentally."
Lan Cun'er hurriedly apologized. With such a noble body, I don't know how he would trouble her to get revenge on her. God, if the old man found out, wouldn't he tear her bones apart?
"Are you scared?"
"oh!"
She answered blankly.
"Are you worried about me?"
"Who is worried about you!" I'm worried about myself! But - I'm also a little worried about your... wounds!
He vigorously stirred the water with his hands to express his denial, but it gradually wetted her silk pajamas, perfectly revealing her breast line, which made his eyes blazing.
Sensing something strange about him, Lan Cun'er coughed awkwardly and asked carefully: "Um, can I go home tomorrow?"