"Sorry, sorry!"

Chu Lingxi was frightened. She quickly took out a paper towel to wipe huangfuche's blood.

Fortunately, the razor was very sharp. Although the cut was very long, it was very thin, and the blood stopped quickly.

Chu Lingxi found the medicine and wiped huangfuche by the way. Then he blew it carefully, as if he was worried about hurting huangfuche.

"I'm really sorry. I have no experience shaving for the first time."

Chu Lingxi suddenly felt very guilty and blamed herself for being too self assertive.

"You said you have such a handsome face. If I scratch it, I'll really be guilty."

Chu Lingxi looked at the bright red cut and sighed one after another.

In the evening, Chu Lingxi made milk pudding. There were a lot of things that happened these two days. She needed almost sweet to calm down. She left one for the masked man.

The masked man came over at the usual time. Chu Lingxi handed him the milk pudding. "Did you know that Huang Fuche went to the hospital after eating the cake last night?"

The masked man calmly ate milk pudding. "Yes, I sent him."

"Oh, no wonder. When I saw him in bed yesterday, no one called you, but you didn't answer." Chu Lingxi pouted. She believed in the masked man. After all, only the masked man could trust her here.

"Yesterday, when the instrument called the police, I took him directly to the hospital. Such things have happened before. There's no fuss." Masked men seem to have become commonplace.

Chu Lingxi bit his lips and lay on the railing thinking hard, "but why didn't I hear any sound? I didn't sleep yesterday! "

The masked man took a mouthful of milk pudding and said, "this kind of thing can't be made public. If it is known by others, it will be bad for the young master."

Although the mask man's explanation was reasonable, Chu Lingxi shook his head, "but I still feel very strange. Uncle Lin looked a little flustered at that time, as if I had found some great secret. He said that Huang Fuche was so calm when he went to the hospital. Was he not in a hurry? If Huang Fuche has any shortcomings, he can't get rid of his responsibility. "

The masked man didn't expect that the little girl still analyzed everything.

"The eldest young master is a vegetable. Maybe he will go sometime. Uncle Lin and I made such preparations long ago. Why? Can't you trust me? "

"Of course I can trust you!" Chu Lingxi hurriedly turned her head. By the street lamp outside, she saw the wound on the mask man's chin. The mask man's mask just exposed his mouth and chin. The wound was very obvious, "how did you get it?"

The masked man subconsciously dodged, "I hurt myself shaving this morning."

Chu Lingxi saw that the masked man didn't seem to like his intimate behavior, so he quickly took his hand back, "Oh, nothing?"

"Nothing." The masked man finished his last mouthful of milk pudding and returned the small bowl to Chu Lingxi. "I have to go on patrol. Go to bed early."

Chu Lingxi returned to her room. The slightly dodgy eyes of the masked man made her feel not quite right!

The more she sat in bed, the more she thought about it, the more she felt wrong!

Why did she accidentally hurt Huang Fuche this morning and there was a wound on the mask man's face at night?

So she quickly got up and came to Huang Fuche's room.

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