Charming Wife: The Cold Young Man is Hard to Hold

"I think you are absent-minded when you dance. If you want to change your partner, you may use your heartbeat."

This sentence perfectly choked Lin Anyue's next sentence. She looked embarrassed. It turned out that she began to be distracted. He knew.

Leng Shaoxuan untied his cuffs, ignored you Qingyin's hostile eyes, and then prepared to go up the stairs to the second floor, but he was stunned at the sight of his feet.

Because he lifted the skirt, his feet clearly showed him the whole picture.

The black high-heeled shoes lined the foot more slender. The design of the bandage made the ankle more eye-catching, but this was not the reason why Leng Shaoxuan was stunned. He looked at the red and swollen marks on the ankle and forcibly destroyed the beauty of the ankle.

Suddenly I wanted to understand why Mu Haitang looked painful at that moment.

His face was full of chagrin and light remorse that he hadn't noticed.

Lin Anyue, who paid close attention to him, naturally included the fluctuation of his expression in her eyes, and the look of jealousy, hate and anger in her eyes became more obvious. However, soon, she was well hidden in the depths of her pupils, so that people could not see the clue, and her eyes were full of water.

"I knew that nothing good would happen if you danced with that iceberg man. Look! You hurt your foot after dancing with him half-time. That man must be your disaster!"

"Your foot was only removed from the plaster, and it was swollen again soon. Maybe it will become inflamed later. It will be difficult to do if it becomes inflamed! It's really a disaster star!"

Listening to Lan Lan's indignant tone, Mu Haitang's mouth also spread a bitter smile. Faintly, it makes people feel a kind of sadness.

"Yes! It's the disaster star! I want to avoid, but I can't stop approaching."

This tone of self mockery made Lan Lan's hand rubbing her ankles pause slightly. In his eyes, he also had an atmosphere of hatred for iron and steel, and didn't take care of his hand smearing potion, so he knocked on it.

"You! Is there a tendon missing in your head! How stupid it is!"

Mu Haitang also giggled, and then didn't say anything. He quietly asked LAN LAN to help her knead the potion. Listening to the hot atmosphere outside, he felt an experience of taking time off in a quiet room.

Feel Lan Lan's feeling of cooked twist, it feels novel.

"Lan Lan, I'm still comfortable when you press it. It doesn't hurt much. Where did you learn it!"

Playing with his broken hair bit by bit, a very common problem was to make Lan Lan silent for a long time, and even the action on his hand slowed down.

Just when Mu Haitang thought Lan Lan couldn't answer, she suddenly answered her question with her head down, but the answer made Mu Haitang want to smoke his mouth. She blamed herself for talking too much.

"Yan Zhifu taught me."

The temperature in the room immediately dropped several degrees. Mu Haitang looked embarrassed. On the contrary, Lan Lan looked indifferent and didn't seem to care, but mu Haitang knew that the feelings in those years could not be let go!

"There should be nothing wrong with your feet! Then apply it with a hot towel and I'll wash my hands."

Lan Lan put her hand on the tip of her nose and smelled it. The stimulating medicinal wine filled her hand, which made her feel a little disgusted and waved her hand.

Then he went into the bathroom. Mu Haitang obviously heard the sound of water outside. When he came out, Lan Lan obviously made up a fine makeup on his face, as if he wanted to cover up the fatigue of all his people.