Rong Qian closed the door, his heartbeat a little out of control.

Her palms were pressed against the cold door, and they were damp with sweat.

Running away suddenly was a sudden realization of his own gaffe, the ripples in his heart that were uncontrollably confused by Mo Zun's charm, which was what Rong Qian was most afraid of seeing.

People, hurting the body and skin, are nothing.

What I am most afraid of is that the atrium collapses and is pierced by a sharp sword, and I really don't even have the courage to persevere!

A character like Mo Zun is untouchable, she has always known it, so even if she marries him, she guards herself, does not look forward to it, and manages her life indifferently......

But people's hearts are sophistry, in the face of him, how can she be like water?!

Rong Qian fluttered his eyelashes lightly, and put his hand on his chest, where the chaotic beating gradually stabilized.

She took a deep breath and tilted her head, her flooding eyes fading into silence.

That's how it should be, or later—the feeling of heartbreak is not something she can afford!

Rong Qian had to rush to the hospital at night, she washed her face in the bathroom, and came out to collect the clothes drying on the balcony.

The sun had set, and the afterglow had stained half the sky red.

Probably because of the warm sun, there are still a few dragonflies catching mosquitoes in the garden that has shown signs of decay.

Rong Qian lay on the balcony, looked at it for a while, and when she returned to the room, she closed the window and left the bedroom.

When I went downstairs, the piano continued, but it was playing a rather light tune.

Maybe it's because of that kind of unconscious artistic cell, Rong Qian listened carefully, and when she walked downstairs, she remembered this Syukumei (PianoSoloVersion) song, a Japanese book, and she felt that she had a really good memory.

When the school held an event, she liked it and used mp3 to loop it when she went back.

She felt that the wonder of solo performance could not be described in words, but unfortunately what attracted her in the first place was that the performer had passed away!

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Rong Qian never borrowed the hands of others to boil medicine for herself, and the housekeeper rushed to help her several times before, but was later sternly rejected by her, but slowly got used to Rong Qian's actions.

What happened today said that it did not leave a trace in Rong Qian's heart, it was false, standing in front of the cupboard, listening to the sound of boiling medicinal herbs in the blazing fire, Rong Qian thought that this home should be rectified once.

To be honest, she doesn't like that there are so many strangers around her place, and her daily work is just to wipe the floor and tidy up the garden......

It's almost winter, and there's not necessarily anything in the garden that needs to be repaired every day.

The water boiled, and the herbs were flooded.

Rong Qian took out his mobile phone to check the time, and suddenly a voice came from behind him: "What are you doing?"

Deep, emotionless, with a hint of hoarseness.

She looked back in surprise as the man leaned against the kitchen door with his hands folded around his chest.

His long figure covered the bright lights of the living room, his fine hair was taken care of and stood on the top of his head, arrogant and arrogant, even if he had gauze wrapped around his forehead, it still did not reduce his Ling Ran's momentum.

His eyes looked past her to the fog boiling behind her.

Rong Qian came back to her senses, her heart calmed down a little, and she spoke: "Decoction medicine." ”

"What medicine?"

Rong Qian's face turned around without any expression, and before the time was up, she could only answer Mo Zun: "Recuperate your body!"

"-What's wrong with your body?" Mo Zun frowned slightly.

Rong Qian thought of a popular saying on the Internet, no matter how uncomfortable you are, no matter how much misfortune and pain you have experienced, don't easily share your suffering with others. Because the other party will not empathize, and may even scoff at it as a joke.

Mo Zun ...... Rong Qian had no doubt that he would think so!

"It's a little uncomfortable, but it's fine. ”

Casually perfunctory past, this is obviously an unwise move in front of Mo Zun, he has thousands of ways to force her to say what is in her heart, so instead of hiding it, it is better to prevaricate ambiguously.

Rong Qian thought that this would be the case, but even this ambiguous prevarication, the man was not satisfied.

The two minutes were fast up, Rong Qian turned off the fire, and she turned around to get the bowl when she almost crashed into the man's strong arms.

Rong Qian exclaimed in surprise and subconsciously stepped back, her waist was covered with a big palm, and with a strong force, she fell into Mo Zun's chest.

When he raised his head, his clear eyes were full of fear.

I don't know if it's because of the kitchen light above her head, or something else, her face is as white as paper.

The hands on his chest were slightly clenched, and he forgot to react when he watched.

"Rong Qian, do you know what I hate the most?" Mo Zun's gloomy gaze was close to her: "Fool!"

The hand on his waist exerted force, and his shallow, weak and boneless body was held down by him and was close to him, and the masculine and strong breath on the man's body penetrated into his nose.

"What's wrong with your body?" he asked again.

"Dizziness...... I'm not feeling well, I'm prescribed some tonics!" replied mechanically.

The corners of Mo Zun's lips were half raised, and he was satisfied with his obedience, "I heard that you fired some maids today?"

Rong Qian blinked lightly, and she began to struggle faintly.

Mo Zun leaned over, his jaw rubbing against her sideburns, as if there was nothing: "Why? What did they do wrong?"

The kitchen was blindly lit, shrouded in the mist from the boiling of the medicine, and the beautiful atmosphere spread.

Rong Qian's hair stood on end, the nightmarish images of the storage room flickered in her mind, and she stiffened, easily uncovering the ...... as he approached A scar that she almost forgot!

She didn't know how to react stupidly, but Mo Zun raised his hand and grabbed her chin, and she came back to her senses slightly.

The handsome face in front of him with a hint of sharpness, his eyes are as deep as the sea, "Huh?"

His faint, playful prey's voice, unpredictable and mysterious, burst from his chest.

Rong Qianwei's thoughts combined with his previous question, she shrunk between each other's arms against his chest and forced, dodging: "They broke the rules, and I had to dismiss them." ”

"What rules?"

Tell Mo Zun those nasty and harsh words?No, his poisonous tongue is sometimes more ruthless than that of a maid.

Rong Qian raised her eyes to look at him, a clear spring of water in her eyes, penetrating, she looked at him and said: "Talking about gossip between masters at work......" After a pause, she couldn't copy the maid's original words, and said directly: "If you don't agree, let them come back tomorrow!"

After saying the last sentence, Rong Qian suddenly remembered the scene he saw on the sofa when he was eating breakfast in the morning.

Xiuxiang is obviously seducing him, Mo Zun should care, right?

After all, such a great opportunity!

Rong Qian said: "The housekeeper handled it, she should be able to get it back." ”

"Huh. ”

didn't want her words to fall, Mo Zun actually laughed heavily.

He raised his hand, his fingertips running over her beautiful face little by little, his eyes stained with the light above his head, and Rong Qian actually saw a gentle luster from it.

She thought she was dazzled, blinked lightly and looked again, Mo Zun seemed to be in a good mood to be pleased by her, and his hand moved to her earlobe and rubbed slowly: "I thought you tasted it, it seems that it is true." ”

"But you're shallow, like this...... It's really easy to arouse a man's desires. He said unabashedly.

Rong Qian rolled his eyes, and the hands against his chest curled up slightly.

Mo Zun's thin lips pressed against her earlobe, and the burning breath sprayed, lingering tiredly.

Rong Qian didn't react until he slowly approached, and the kiss was about to fall on her lips.

She suddenly turned her head away, and Mo Zun paused.

Rong Qian struggled faintly, the hand that was clasped around his waist did not let go of the slightest, and even because of her friction, the man obviously reacted, his eyes deepened, and the hand tattooed with a black snake grabbed her chin.

Rong Qian looked at him, and her heart jumped.

She used force on her arm, but Mo Zun was big palm didn't move at all.

The burning burn that was attached to her waist was even removed through the thin sweater......

Rong Qian's hand grabbed his arm, and between the rubbing, the temperature in the kitchen rose sharply, and Rong Qian's cheeks flushed uncontrollably, embarrassed and embarrassed. She was afraid that someone would suddenly come in the kitchen, and she was afraid that Mo Zun didn't mean to let her go......

"Mo Zun, medicine, you let go of me, the medicine is boiled, I have to pour the medicine......"

She didn't dare to look him in the eye, hanging her head in resistance.

Mo Zun looked at the shy flush on her delicate face, although he was embarrassed, but the moist sparkle in his clear eyes was not invited, and the fear in his eyes really revealed his feelings......

Mo Zun remained silent, his eyebrows raised, did he scare her in the storage room last time?

As soon as such an idea came out, Rong Qian suddenly broke free of him.

Mo Zun was pushed back with a steady pace, and her waist hit the marble table, the pain made her face wrinkle.

Mo Zun's eyebrows twisted slightly, and Rong Qian couldn't digest the pain, she hurriedly said: "I, the medicine is boiled." ”

She hurried past him to the cupboard and pretended to get the bowl to avoid his attack.

What you are afraid of in your heart can't be yourself!

Mo Zun's arrogant face had a disappointing coldness on his face, he put one hand in his pocket, turned his head, and stared at her back with dark pupils.

At this time, the housekeeper came in from outside and saw Mo Zun standing in the kitchen, she hurriedly lowered her head and shouted respectfully: "Sir." ”

The appearance of the butler seems to have broken this deadlock.

Mo Zun withdrew his eyes indifferently, and he walked out of the kitchen.

At the same time, a cold voice commanded: "Pour a glass of water and send it to the study." ”

"Yes!" the butler stepped aside, and waited for the figure to disappear into the living room before the butler dared to raise his head.

Although I don't know what happened in the kitchen just now, my acuity as a first-class maid housekeeper also faintly sniffs out something.

The housekeeper thought of the phone call she had made to her husband at noon, and when she told the truth about the situation, Mo Zun's flat tone only came: "Let her be!"

Then I hung up!

At that time, the housekeeper thought that he had misheard, and repeatedly looked at the landline phone in his hand.

It wasn't until Mo Zun's emotionless voice in his head dissipated that the housekeeper understood what he meant, and immediately, Rong Qian's status turned over in the housekeeper's heart.

This home may really be about to integrate into the new hostess.

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After Mo Zun left the kitchen, it took Rong Qian a long time to calm his heartbeat.

She knew that this was not the way, she could only admonish herself to adapt, to face him, just like facing ordinary people on the street outside...... As long as he is not tempted, Rong Qian feels that they can still get along with each other!

She filled the medicine, and the cooks had already started cooking.

Rong Qian told the housekeeper to arrange Mrs. Li's favorite fried rice and bring some soup...... And then I came out of the kitchen.

I didn't see Mo Zun in the hall, and there was still some time before eating, so Rong Qian went back to his bedroom.

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