Wu Zinuo insisted on running every morning, and Liang Muxi ran with him.

Hearing that massage is good for hand tendon recovery, Liang Muxi began to devote himself to research, holding his hand wherever he went, not to show affection, but to do massage.

I also heard that there is a kind of medicinal diet that is beneficial to reshaping tendons, so Liang Muxi went to learn medicinal diet again, and the kitchen at home was packed with all kinds of things, and even the mask in the refrigerator gave the place to the ingredients used in the medicinal diet.

She was nervous about him, and Vivi jokingly asked Liang Muxi: "Is your Wu Zinuo pregnant?"

The goddess, who has never cooked, soaked in the kitchen all day for this man, domineering and unreasonable to the world, but for this man, she was born into a little woman, gentle as water.

Wu Zinuo's hand is getting better day by day, but Liang Muxi still insists on feeding him, just like when she was hospitalized.

Wu Zinuo couldn't drink, so Liang Muxi stopped going to Mezo to play, and he didn't touch wine again.

Occasionally, I will take him to a private club to make an appointment for a table of mahjong to relieve boredom.

Every time he plays, she watches from the sidelines, taking care of him meticulously, after a long time, everyone is used to it, and those rich women are also willing to send him money, who makes him Liang Muxi's only favorite.

She took care of him like a child, he never refused, he felt very happy every day, he didn't even want his hand to recover, he was afraid of losing all this and losing Liang Muxi's love.

He also wondered if their relationship could go further.

This night, Wu Zinuo took a bath, his hair was wet, only the lower half of his body was wrapped in a bath towel, looked at himself in the mirror, and nodded with satisfaction.

He screamed, making sure the people in the next room could hear him.

Liang Muxi thought something was wrong, and broke into the room without wearing slippers.

"What's wrong, what's wrong?"

Sweeping the room as a whole, Wu Zinuo was lying on his side on the bed with a painful expression.

"My hand cramped like a pain. ”

Liang Muxi also got into bed, knelt in front of him, and kept helping him massage his hands, looking anxious.

"How's it going? Is it any better?"

Wu Zinuo gradually turned to lie flat, resting his head on his other hand, leisurely looking at the woman in front of him who was seriously massaging himself, with a wicked smile on his mouth, and said, "It seems to be better, but I have a headache recently, can you help me massage my head?"

"Where does your head hurt? I haven't heard you talk about it before? When did it start?"

Concern is chaotic, I heard that I had a headache, and Liang Muxi was even more anxious.

It doesn't seem right, his straight eyes don't look like a headache no matter how you look at it, and he looks like he has an excessive emission of hormones.

"Wu Zinuo, you liar!" Liang Muxi's beautiful eyes were slightly angry, and she punched him on his strong chest muscles.

Huh, it feels good and is very elastic.

At this time, she noticed that the man on the bed was a masterpiece of heaven, with broad shoulders, not exaggerated chest muscles, and eight tsundere abdominal muscles, do you think this is the end......?

Liang Muxi couldn't help but blush, and wanted to leave, but after hesitation, Wu Zinuo pulled her, and she lost her center of gravity, and lay on this man impartially.

Through the light silk nightdress, Liang Muxi clearly felt the heat from the man, and she seemed to be ignited by him, and her heart beat faster.

Wu Zinuo pressed the woman under him, his slender fingers swayed on her lips, the sexy Adam's apple slid unconsciously, and a low and slightly hoarse voice came out of the thick cabinet of a cello, "Mu Xi, I love you." ”

The woman's breathing became even more rapid, and when the distance between them was only 0.01cm, Liang Muxi pushed Wu Zinuo away with all her strength and escaped from his room.

Wu Zinuo lay on the bed in frustration, why, he couldn't figure it out, obviously felt that she cared about him so much.

Why could she accept a man she didn't love as a bed-partner, and she couldn't accept him?

He slammed his fist the bed, making a muffled thud.