After Wen Can hung up the phone, she still held the phone in her hand. She really wanted to go home and see him. The longing seemed to have been integrated into her bones and blood, swimming in her limbs and bones.
Mu Sang just glanced at her and said nothing. He closed his eyes and wanted to let himself go, but he couldn't. Some thoughts always broke into his mind.
"Is there anything wrong with your knees?" Wen Can remembered that it would be very painful for Mu Sang to hold her and kneel down. According to her experience, her knees were already bruised. She really didn't expect Mu Sang to rush out.
And he caught her just enough so that she didn't suffer any injuries and didn't have any stomach discomfort.
"It's okay." This kind of injury is nothing.
"Pick up your pants and take a look." Wen Can felt that she had a responsibility. Although Mu Sang was sent to protect her, it was always not good for her to cause him to be injured.[
Mu Sang lifted up his pants, and it turned out that there were two purple and black patches, which were shocking. However, kneeling like that also carried Wen Can's weight, which was not an exaggeration. I just didn't know if there were any injuries inside.
"Let's go to the hospital and have a look." Wen Can didn't feel reassured.
"It's okay, my muscles and bones are okay. I just need to use medicinal wine to rub the bruises away." After struggling for so many years, I still have a certain understanding of my injuries.
Wen Can nodded. Since he said it was fine, it should be fine. He knows his own body best. After they returned to the hotel, Wen Can asked someone to bring medicinal wine to Mu Sang. Mu Sang poured the medicinal wine into his palms and rubbed it heavily.
The pain in his knees made him frown, and his face turned slightly pale.
"You are so cruel." Wen Can talked to Mu Sang to distract him from the pain.
"I don't rub it myself, why don't you rub it for me?" Mu Sang just said casually, without mocking, as he was used to doing it himself.
"Okay, I'm afraid you're not used to others touching you, so I didn't mention it." It's true that it's better for someone else to rub a bruise like this.
Mu Sang was startled for a moment, afraid that others would touch him? How is that possible? Doesn't he often touch others? "Then you rub it for me. Rubbing it yourself feels really masochistic."
Wen Can laughed. Is this Mu Sang joking? Mu Sang's tone of voice is relatively gentle, and there are few ups and downs in his tone, unless he deliberately starts to control the changes in his tone. She feels it is amazing, and sometimes she is curious about him.
growth experience, but she felt that a person would become a man of both sexes, and it should not be an ordinary experience.
"Why are you so strong?" Mu Sang gritted his teeth and made a sound. It was much more painful than rubbing it by himself, and he started to sweat coldly.
"Ah? Really? It hurts. It only heals after it hurts. It's best not to leave any hidden dangers on your knees, otherwise it will be very troublesome when you get older."
Mu Sang was sweating coldly from the pain, and Wen Can was sweating hotly because of the exertion. Her hands were a little sore, but she had already kneaded Mu Sang's knees, so she wanted to repay him by rubbing both of his knees.
He came to save her regardless of himself.
"I never thought about getting old in the future." Mu Sang said lightly, as if it no longer hurt so much.
Old? It seems to be a very far away thing. He doesn't think he can live that long, and he doesn't want to live so old that he can't move and feels uncomfortable. He still likes the feeling of being full of power at this time and what he wants to do.
It can be done.
Dear, if you want to put Lin Ziyao and Mu Sang together, you have much stronger tastes than me!