Various thoughts were entangled in her heart, but they were gradually replaced by a picture.
Mu Niancheng hugged Ouyang Yiman and kept rolling on the bed, doing something as intimate as what she had done before...
"Ah -" Ouyang Yiman screamed in pain, fell heavily on the bed, and buried her head in the quilt. She kept shaking her head, trying to get this picture out of her mind.
However, the more she acted like this, the clearer the picture became, and she even saw Lin Lan smiling provocatively at her...
Holding up her upper body with both hands, Ouyang Yiman kept banging her head on the pillow, trying to get relief in this self-abuse way.
At the same moment, in the master bedroom.
After Ouyang Yiman left, Lin Lan quickly came over, holding his arms tightly with both hands, half flattering and half flattering, "Nian Cheng, don't be angry..."
Mu Niancheng didn't speak, but frowned tightly. Clusters of scarlet on the white carpet filled his eyes!
That woman is hurt?!
When this realization hit his mind, his heart was inexplicably tugged, and a depressive breath was tightly blocked in his throat, almost making him suffocate.
"Nian Cheng, don't be angry with this kind of woman anymore. Didn't you just say that you have a new prop that you want to try? Let's try it now!"
As he spoke, Lin Lan's catkins were already caressing his chest, and her fingers slipped into his bathrobe...
However, before her hand had a chance to succeed, it was tightly grasped by his thick palm, preventing her from further movement. His eyes were filled with strong displeasure, and his two sword-shaped eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
together.
"Stop making trouble!" The cold voice was soft in tone, but unexpectedly had a strong intimidating effect.
Lin Lan stiffened slightly, responded obediently, and withdrew his hand, "Nian Cheng, I suddenly remembered that my agent made an appointment with a director for me, and there are many things to discuss about the script of the new film!"
"Hmm." He snorted softly without saying a word or even looking at her.
"Nian Cheng, I'll leave first. When you are free and miss me, just call me!"
Lin Lan took out a set of clothes from the closet and quickly put them on. Without stopping any longer, Lin Lan stood on tiptoes and pressed a kiss on his face before leaving.
People like them know how to look at people's faces. Otherwise, if they offend someone without knowing it, they will be doomed.
After Lin Lan left, the atmosphere in the air began to soften, and the irritable atmosphere in Mu Niancheng's heart also dissipated a lot. He lowered his eyelids and glanced at the white carpet lightly.
How did this woman get injured? I don’t know if it’s serious or not?
Thoughts of concern popped up in his mind one after another, and Mu Niancheng could hardly grasp it. It wasn't until he went downstairs to get the medical kit that he was shocked by his actions!
What is he doing? Is he caring about that damn woman? Why should he care about her? What does her life and death have to do with him? It's impossible for him to care about a woman like her who doesn't mean what she says! She
It's not worth caring about either.
Mommy's face flashed through my mind.
Mu Niancheng suddenly had an excuse to comfort himself. He didn't care about her! He was just afraid that she would be sick and die, and Mommy would scold him if she found out!
With the reasons to convince himself, Mu Niancheng strode towards the guest room without hesitation, tapped his slender fingers rhythmically a few times, and opened the door without waiting for the people in the room to reply.
"ah--"
Ouyang Yiman, who was changing clothes and preparing to do yoga, screamed when the door suddenly opened!
The screams made Mu Niancheng feel harsh. He frowned and glared at her displeased.
Seeing that it was him who came in, Ouyang Yiman immediately lowered her guard. She covered her chest with loose yoga clothes, blushed and stammered, "Brother Chengcheng, you, you, you
Why are you here!?"
"This is my home!"
The implication is that this is his home, and he can go wherever he likes! Even the room she lives in is still his territory!
The hot face touched the cold butt, and the smile on Ouyang Yiman's face paused in embarrassment.
She suddenly remembered that she was only wearing close-fitting clothes, and her face turned even redder, "Brother Chengcheng... then, that, I... you, can you turn around, I, I..."
Mu Niancheng quickly understood what she meant and glanced at her without any trace. Although her fair body was covered by yoga clothes, it still couldn't hide its charm.
There were still faint marks left by him on the white and tender skin, which reminded him of the scene where she had sex under him, and a flash of fire flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly felt hot.
"Come here!" The medicine box was placed casually on the table, and he said in a cold voice.
"But, I, I..."
Ouyang Yiman stuttered, she is not wearing clothes yet!
"Come here!" The voice rose slightly, showing his displeasure.
His body trembled slightly, Ouyang Yiman hesitated for a few seconds, but then he walked over obediently.
Anyway, they have done everything they should do, he has seen everything they should and should not see, and there is nothing to be ashamed of!
"sit down!"
With another cold command, he pulled the chaise longue in the room and raised his chin slightly.
Ouyang Yiman, who didn't know why, looked at him suspiciously and still sat down as he said.
Before she could sit firmly, he bent down and lifted her feet.
"ah--"
The violent change in the curvature of her body made her exclaim, "Brother Chengcheng, you..."
"Shut up." The question was interrupted by his cold eyes, and she pursed her lips. She closed her mouth obediently, quietly waiting for his next move.
The wounds on the feet that had been cleaned by Qu Liufeng had split open, and blood was constantly seeping out. Although it was not much, it was hard to ignore.
Frowning slightly, Mu Niancheng took out the cotton swab and carefully cleaned the wound, then applied some ointment and gently wrapped it with gauze.
As for the other footboard that has not been cleaned, it is more troublesome. Because there is no way to deal with it in time, and Ouyang Yiman's rude behavior, there are already a lot of gravels deeply embedded in it. Mu
Nian Cheng must be picked out with tweezers...
During the whole process, Ouyang Yiman just frowned, biting her lower lip tightly with her teeth. Even cold sweat broke out on her forehead because of the pain, but she stubbornly did not hum.
The corners of his eyes silently swept over her cheeks, taking in her stubborn appearance. Her appearance made Mu Niancheng's heart inexplicably burn with an unknown fire.
Does this woman have to be so brave?
Will saying "hurt" kill her?
She has always been like this, acting like a strong woman. She didn't say a word even if her ribs were broken. During a Taekwondo competition, she didn't even make a sound when she was knocked down. Does she think she is a superwoman?
Anger filled his mind, and the movements of his hand applying the medicine became less serious. From time to time, the force would be too strong, causing her to tremble slightly in pain.
After a long time, the wounds on both feet were finally treated. Mu Niancheng stood up, took out a stick of ointment, and placed it casually on the table.
"This is medicine for wounds. Remember to apply it three times a day. Don't touch the water these days!"
The cold voice explained simply without a trace of emotion, but in Ouyang Yiman's ears, it completely changed.
Brother Chengcheng, is he caring about himself? He must be caring about himself!
If he didn't care about himself, why would he come to give himself medicine in person? If he didn't care about himself, how could he be willing to leave that great beauty to come and see him? He must care about himself...
Thinking of this, her heart felt a little sweeter.
How could she forget it? Brother Chengcheng is not the kind of person who is used to expressing his feelings at all!
Mu Niancheng's brows tightened a little. What was this woman enjoying?
Although there was no smile on her face, there was a smile clearly shining in her bright eyes!
What bad idea is this woman thinking?
Frowning his brows, Mu Niancheng said nothing, but silently picked up the medical kit and walked out.
Seeing that he turned around to leave, Ouyang Yiman immediately stopped. It was rare to have such a good atmosphere. If she didn't seize the opportunity to get along well with him and cultivate her relationship quietly, then she would be a fool!
She stood up suddenly, ignoring the injuries on her feet, and caught up with him in a few steps, hugged his waist tightly from behind, and pressed her little head against his generous back.
His body stiffened suddenly, and her sudden movement made him a little confused. After Mu Niancheng was stunned for a few seconds, he said coldly, "Let go!"
The person behind him didn't speak. He just felt the head of the person behind him shake a few times. "Let go!" his voice rose a bit, with obvious displeasure.
Ouyang Yiman paused for a moment, but still didn't let go.
"Ouyang Yiman, what tricks are you playing again!" The gloomy voice was extremely cold, almost chilling the entire room.
"Let go!" After a few pulls, Ouyang Yiman's hand was still tightly locked, and even he couldn't shake it.
"Ouyang Yiman, what do you want to do?"
"Ouyang Yiman, talk to me!"
Mu Niancheng's patience reached its limit, and he kept taking deep breaths to restrain the urge to slap her hard.
After waiting for a long time, a trembling voice sounded from behind him.
"Brother Chengcheng, can I speak?"
Can she speak now?
shit!
Could it be that he also restricted her right to speak?
"Ouyang Yiman, put away your tricks of pretending to be innocent——"