The lights are still on in this room every night, and she and he still sit quietly at the table for dinner, and the camellia on the table is quietly open, making her want to hook her mouth and always want to laugh.

An Tuohai looked at her when he went home today, and as for why she looked at him, she could actually guess in her heart, so Mu Youen let herself show herself in front of him in a state full of energy.

My dear, I told you that I am not a fragile crystal, and I proved it last night.

An Tuohai's gaze went down her face, and if he didn't look at her legs, that gaze still made her feel a little weak.

Well, in fact, her mental state is very good, yes, it's just that her legs are a little wrong, as if she will be paralyzed anytime and anywhere, her legs clamped him too tightly last night, her knees also hurt, she knees are half kneeling on the ground, cough cough, because there is a slight wear and tear.

Finally, Mu Youen waited until An Tuohai's gaze left her legs, but the place where his gaze focused made her even more uncomfortable, and she subconsciously pulled her shirt to cover her collarbone.

That night, Mu Youen, who had just fallen into a light sleep, was woken up by the hand that touched his chest, and when he opened his eyes, An Tuohai sat on the edge of the bed with his eyes focused, and following his gaze, she saw the hands that fell on the buttons of her pajamas, the first button had been unfastened, and the second button was about to be undone.

"Ah Tuo......" Mu Youen's first reaction was to stop his movements, she was already exhausted last night, if he wanted her again tonight...

Thinking of the state that his knees were weak when he used a little force not long ago, Mu Youen stiffened: "Ah Tuo, that... Not tonight, I ...... I'm going to get tired .........."

The man who had already unbuttoned the second button of her pajamas stopped, and from Mu Youen he could see the sudden scarlet on his cheeks, the crimson color with seventy percent of his dry hair and his delicate silhouette, such a distance in such a light was enough to make people swoon.

After patronizing and watching him, Mu Youen forgot what she wanted to say next, her heart was dark, how could such a man fall into her hands?

When his fingers gently ripped open her neckline, Mu Youen remembered what she should have said next.

"Tuo, no, I... I'm still tired. She snorted softly through her nose.

An Tuohai stopped his movements again and looked at her.

Ahem...... If he wants to, too... It's not impossible, secretly, Mu Youen moved his legs under the bed, thinking about his body, and the sentence "Mu Youen, you think too much" turned into a basin of cold water.

Mu Youen's self-inflicted amorous mistake has been committed again!

Shame made Mu Youen close his eyes and didn't dare to look at An Tuohai, this bastard, this man who cherishes words like gold, why didn't he sue her early, he unbuttoned her clothes to put medicine on her.

Well, he got it on her collarbone, and the one on her back accidentally rubbed against the attic plank wall.

"Behind."

Mu Youen obediently turned over, his face was pressed against the pillow, the medicine applied to her back was cold, and at this moment, the opposite of the coolness behind her was her face on the pillow, which was very hot.

Last night, she was lying on her stomach like this, letting him in from behind.

In the end, the remaining knee is where the most serious bruising is located, and now there is a slight redness and swelling, she leaned back on the bed and watched him bow her head to apply the medicine to her, after wiping the medicine, his hand did not leave, his fingers gently stroked the slightly red and swollen surroundings, and said in a low voice: Well, I'm sorry.

Mu Youen likes An Tuohai to call her name very much, and the gentle "Youen" is always called by him like a sweet breeze, very beautiful and warm, but I don't know why An Tuohai doesn't often call her name, sometimes he doesn't call out that "Youen" for a week. ”

After that "again, I'm sorry", he lowered his head.

The air that An Tuohai blew out was very comfortable on the wound that was smeared with medicine, so comfortable that she couldn't help but close her eyes, the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and Mu Youen thought proudly that the big guy in Senua's family would never do such a thing to Senua.

Under the apple-green sheet, her hand was held with his, it was An Tuohai who came to hold her hand first, Mu Youen knew that An Tuohai must have something to say to her, and Mu Youen also knew what he wanted to say to her, so she had to tell him something before he said those words.

"Tuo, don't tell me that you won't do anything like this to me in the future, Tuo, I don't like to hear that."

She turned and slipped into his arms.

"And, I...... I love what you did to me last night, love it. Courage, she said.

"Grace ......"

He called her again again, it's really not easy, An Tuohai called her two sentences of "again" in less than a minute, this must be a record-like deposit!

Cover his mouth with his hand and prevent him from speaking.

"Ah Tuo, when my body gets better, we can still do some difficult movements, and when my body gets better, I'll give you a baby!" Simply, Mu Youen said these things in one go, which she usually thought she would not say.

The hand holding her in the bed became cold, and it was a matter of an instant, and the heart that belonged to his chest became stagnant with his cheek, as if it were an instantaneous thing.

"Takumi ......" pulled his face away from his chest to see him.

His hand pressed her head back into his arms.

"Good!" A sound came from between her fingers that pressed his mouth.

On Saturday morning, Mu Youen woke up on the bedside table and saw the small box, which contained a necklace with a strawberry pendant, and a note was pressed under the box, and on the letterhead was An Tuohai's handwriting, which read: I will be back soon, and I will take you to play when I come back.

Wow puppet! Touching the strawberry pendant, Mu Youen's heart was overjoyed, and she was already thinking about what kind of clothes to choose to match the necklace that Takumi gave her.

At breakfast time, Mrs. Murich told her that Mu Youen An Tuohai had gone out very early, and Mrs. Murich was still intoxicated and said that An An was handsome in formal clothes today.

Forcibly swallowing the milk, Mu Youen put the napkin in his hand directly on Mrs. Murich's face, this aunt seems to be too arrogant, right?

It's just, where is An Tuohai going in formal clothes? Usually, An Tuohai rarely goes out in formal clothes.

At the same time, Kashiwahara finally waited for the person he was waiting for.

At this moment, under the bag of Wen Jiàn that Tuohai was holding in his hand was the identification results of four handwriting experts, and he firmly remembered that this was his last chance.

Kashiwahara Xiu didn't dare to open the bag, he was trying to observe the expression on Qiao's face, trying to see some clues from his expression, as if he guessed his thoughts, Qiao's face was expressionless, like a marble statue.

Taking a deep breath, finally, trembling fingers groped for the wax mark on it, the wax mark with the logo on the text represented an authority that could not be questioned.

Several times he couldn't lift his hands, and the person who stood aside and waited for him to speak: seventy-six percent.

Kashiwahara embroidery's brain exploded, and he couldn't understand it.

Joe took the bag of Wen Jiàn in his palm, opened it and took out Wen Jiàn: "That's why I have to run it myself." ”

Hearing this, Kashiwahara's heart began to beat wildly, as if he saw a small hope, but then the words that came into his ears extinguished his hope.

"They told me that 76 percent of the comprehensive results represent a negative in a sense."

Kashiwahara sat back on the couch slowly, one hand trying to take the cigarette on the side, and the other hand took the pack of cigarettes.

Took the pack of cigarettes and spread Wen Jiàn on the sofa, Qiao's fingers tapped on the white Wen Jiàn, and said to the person sitting in front of him who looked like a wandering spirit: "Kashiwahara, you have to listen to me well and hear me clearly." ”

"But once the seventy-six percent of handwriting is associated with an injury, it becomes more unpredictable."

"What do you mean?" Kashiwahara embroidered the beginning, he was a little bad in his mind now, his tense nerves needed to be relieved, this time, Joe did not stop him from taking a cigarette.

"The Gu Youen investigation data I got before shows that Mu Youen's wrist was injured, and those handwriting experts told me that the injury to my wrist would affect a person's posture and strength in holding the pen."

Kashiwahara took a hard breath, put the cigarette butt into the ashtray and straightened the two texts, and his eyes fell on the two "Zhao Xiangnong" fonts on the white paper.

Qiao pointed to the three words on the left side of the text jiàn: "This is written by Mu Youen, those handwriting experts say that the first stroke of the font written by Mu Youen will appear heavier, if the two signatures are assumed to be written by the same person, then we can imagine that the previous signature was written without wrist injury, and the latter signature was written under the condition of the person's wrist injury, a person's wrist injury will affect her pen, she needs to work harder to concentrate, This is why the first stroke at the beginning of each word in the latter part will appear to be thicker. ”

Yes, yes, he also deliberately brought a pen for Mu Youen to sign that day, which may be understood as ...... The palms of Kashiwahara's embroidered hands were full of sweat.

"Joe, maybe ......" Before Kashiwahara could finish speaking, the phone in the room rang suddenly.

That call came from the hotel lobby.

On the other end of the phone: "Mr. Bai, there is a gentleman named An Tuohai who has asked to meet with you, and he wants to see you soon." ”

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