Cheng Muyan bit her lip. Although Tan Ruixin was the fiancé of the original owner, he was indeed a stranger to Qing Huan. Not to mention, she had left him, who was already sensitive, so in Qing Huan's mind, she might be a stranger at the moment.
What a bad sister.
Cheng Muyan patted Qing Huan's back gently and lowered her head in frustration.
She blamed herself for a moment, set her goal, raised her head and rubbed the young man's cheek, gently went up to the top of Qing Huan's head, messed up her neatly combed hair, and whispered coquettishly in Qing Huan's ear: "I
I was wrong, please forgive my sister once, A Huan, and I promise there will be no next time."
The moment Cheng Muyan hugged her, Qing Huan's heart trembled violently, her heart beating uncontrollably, and everything before her eyes seemed like a beautiful dream.
The moment she was buried on Cheng Muyan's shoulder, Qing Huan sniffed the sweet scent with satisfaction, her hollow and cold heart quickly warmed up, her hands tightly wrapped around the waist of the person in her arms, her sultry eyes slightly
Move, sister? Yanyan, you will always be mine.
Just thinking about this, the blush on the tips of her ears quickly spread to her entire face, her hot chest rose and fell slightly, and her hot breath sprayed on Cheng Muyan's cheeks. She bit her lip and pushed forward: "I will never leave you behind, I will protect Yan Yan.
"
Cheng Muyan was stunned for a moment, then shook her head, tightened her arms around her waist, and said teasingly, "Then you have to practice harder. From now on, A Huan will protect my sister."
Qing Huan responded softly, feeling satisfied and happy. Then her ears turned red again and she muttered dissatisfaction, "Sister is younger than me."
"Ah? What's wrong? Isn't it possible?" When it came to the issue of seniority, Cheng Muyan suddenly became strong. He is so many years older than others and still can't have a sister. Does Old Zu Cheng Muyan still want to do it? Anyway, what about other things?
That’s fine, just don’t try to grab the seniority title, huh!
Qing Huan's nose was red and she gently rubbed the hair of the person in her arms. Do whatever you like, everything I have belongs to you, and you... never want to leave me!
"Gugu..."
The sound of a hungry stomach suddenly silenced the atmosphere. Cheng Muyan stiffened and almost fell into someone's arms unsteadily.
Can the image of the boss be saved?
Qing Huan's fox eyes overflowed with a smile, gentle and doting, and the voice coming out of her mouth was even sweeter and greasy: "Yan Yan, I'm so hungry. I haven't even eaten breakfast yet."
Cheng Muyan patted the big hand on her waist to let go of her, then supported Qing Huan's shoulders, staggered and stood up, her feet were numb, and she agreed with a forbearing expression: "That's right, I've already said that.
There was no use for food, so I just ate some grapes."
"Is your foot injured? Let me take a look first." Seeing Cheng Muyan's difficult movements, Qing Huan immediately ignored her and kneeled in front of Cheng Muyan, gently hugged Cheng Muyan's legs, and wanted to pull up the hem of her clothes to check.
"You should get up first. I can feel the pain in my legs. You are still kneeling. Can't you notice it?" Cheng Muyan muttered dissatisfiedly and wanted to help Qing Huan up, but she still couldn't move her legs.
They couldn't move.
Hearing Cheng Muyan's words, Qing Huan's heart trembled, her eyes became sour again, and she almost shed tears again. She felt aggrieved and happy at the same time. Is this what it feels like to be cared about by someone?
His status as a half-demon has long made him accustomed to kneeling for long periods of time, and his legs have long been accustomed to such punishment. This is still the easiest punishment, thanks to his good-looking face and green lips.
His age allowed him to keep his body, but he only had to pay the price of kneeling down.
Gently holding the little hand in the palm, not willing to exert any force at all, he just stood up on the ground, lowered his head, and looked gently at the soft and cute face of the hard-working and forbearing child: "Can you move? Do you want to move first?
Go sit on the soft couch and I'll take a closer look."
"It's life-threatening. You hold me up first. Don't move. I'm numb right now. If I move, I'll die." Cheng Muyan put her hand on Qing Huan's palm and felt that her legs were no longer hers.
Qing Huan put one hand around Cheng Muyan's waist and supported her small white hand with the other to prevent her from losing her balance and falling.
After waiting for a long time, Cheng Muyan felt that her legs were alive again. Now she felt the pain in her knees. Fortunately, she was only half-squatting and half-kneeling.
Qing Huan wrapped one hand around Cheng Muyan's legs and held her waist tightly with the other. With steady steps, she carried her to the soft couch and settled her down.
"Let me take a look." Seeing Cheng Muyan's right leg bending uncomfortably, Qing Huan gently pulled up the hem of her clothes, revealing small and cute soft-soled pearl embroidered shoes. Pink pearls the size of thumbs were inlaid on the tips of the shoes, with peach blossoms embroidered around them.
Dark lines flickered into the heart of the person. Qing Huan's eyes darkened, and she gently held the sole of the shoe with her right hand and carefully pulled out the shoe.
The white socks were also gently pulled off, and the delicate feet were less than the size of his palm. The delicate and white insteps had slightly raised blood vessels, and the pink toes were curled up gently. Qing Huan looked at them happily.
His chest was hot, and he resisted the urge to lean down and kiss her, while his Adam's apple rolled up and down uncontrollably.
He closed his eyes, hiding the hot emotions in his eyes, carefully put his little feet into his arms, and raised his trouser legs bit by bit.
"Hey~, wait a minute, it hurts a bit." Cheng Muyan moved her feet slightly, feeling uneasy about having her fate controlled by someone else's hands. She thought about how resistant her body was to falling and beating, and I miss...
This body was too delicate. Cheng Muyan sighed, but he didn't have the courage to exercise such a powerful body. Thinking about the eyes that were planned by his youth and ignorance, his body ached, and he always felt that those shadows still remained in his memory.
deep.
The curled toes gently rubbed her hot belly through the thin clothes. Qing Huan's hands holding her trouser legs trembled, and her breath was filled with hot breath.
"I'll be gentler, maybe I'm green." The hoarse and deep voice was very low, with a strong sense of forbearance, which made Cheng Muyan quiet down. He thought his leg was also hurting, but he still held back and showed it to himself first.
Looking at it, I was moved for a moment and looked away, and said a bit covertly: "Hurry up, I won't watch anymore."
Qing Huan gently picked up the loose trouser legs, and the scenery underneath was exposed bit by bit. The graceful calves were smooth and white, but the bruises and red and purple scars especially added a hint of lust.
Qing Huan couldn't stop her heart from trembling and her breathing was hot.
"Hiss... ugh!" The moment his knees were exposed to the air, the coldness made the already painful and numb knees even more sharp, and his little feet couldn't help but shrink instinctively.
The slight movement in her arms brought Qing Huan back to her senses, and she hugged her little feet. Sure enough, her skin was too tender, and she couldn't help but feel distressed. She didn't dare to use her hands to soothe the wound, so she just rolled up her trouser legs.
To avoid falling down and touching your knees again.
"I'm going to get the medicine for the wound." He gently put the little feet in his arms on the soft couch, then walked out of the room, called two maids to put the breakfast in the hall, and then went to Dan next door.
pharmacy.
Looking at Qing Huan who had brought a large bag of things, Cheng Muyan twitched the corner of her mouth, and then saw Qing Huan clean her hands carefully, and then watched helplessly as he painted on her knees, applying a layer of
I kneaded it gently, and then applied another one. I applied it seven or eight times until a film was formed before finally giving up.
"How's it going? Does it still hurt?" His fingers gently grasped the delicate curve of the leg, and his palms were hot.
"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a little cold." Cheng Muyan took her feet back and urged Qing Huan to look at her knees.
Qing Huan, who couldn't resist her, had no choice but to take off her white boots, pulled out the trouser leg from her stockings, and picked up the trouser leg casually. There was nothing wrong with the knees on her strong and slender calves, only a slight red mark. It might have taken a while to pick them up.
It won't take long for the red marks to disappear.
"I always feel that your legs are slipperier than mine." Then Mr. Cheng touched it directly, and his long and graceful legs immediately trembled, as if he was startled, and he almost jumped up from the soft couch.
Cheng Muyan: "???"
"Miss, breakfast is ready." The quiet atmosphere was broken by the maid who stood respectfully at the door after gently knocking on the door.
Cheng Muyan responded softly, looked at the blushing Qing Huan, and then looked at his legs with a heavy heart: "The internal injuries are so serious and they still say they are fine. They must be treated well to avoid leaving hidden dangers."
Qing Huan, who was holding his breath, was still buzzing in his head, and the throbbing in his heart made his chest so hot that he couldn't say a word at all.
The limping Cheng Muyan tried her best to keep her knees from touching her trouser legs. As for picking up her trousers and going out for breakfast with bare legs, she didn't even think about it. The boss still wanted to have face!
The maid waiting outside the door was startled by the eldest lady's strange walking posture. She quickly stepped forward to help the eldest lady who seemed to be unsteady, but her mind was empty, and her face was almost burning like a flower.
Biting her lip lightly, her eyes only dared to stare at the ground, not daring to look around at all.
The maids waiting in the hall were also shocked and ashamed. They all stood around Cheng Muyan with red cheeks and waited on her.
Mr. Cheng is extremely satisfied to be surrounded by beauties. Look at how rosy the little faces are. Sure enough, they are not a family unless they join a family. They all know that health is the top priority, instead of some weight loss and dieting that looks like a skeleton?
??
All the maids: I wish you could have more luck with this young lady. You’ve been single for a long time, and everything you look at is pretty and pretty.
It took Qing Huan a while to come back to her senses, she suppressed her burning chest, wiped her face, looked at her exposed knees and calves, and laughed stupidly.
As soon as Mr. Cheng came in, he saw Qing Huan's silly look and was shocked. What's going on? He didn't dare to disturb him, so he just passed the food box in the hand of the maid waiting at the door and closed it.
He opened the door and limped onto the soft couch.
The maid at the door stared at pairs of gossipy eyes, bit her lip, and was too embarrassed to say a word. However, she saw the expressions of everyone slowly changing their meaning and the threat in their eyes before she whispered: "That man is still here."
Lying on the couch and unable to get up..."
Everyone looked up at the sky, looking at the sun rising high in the sky and the clear clouds. They always felt that their young lady was so strong. One night and one morning, she squeezed all the men out of her.