Mu Ling choked and touched his nose, "I didn't say it before, he worked diligently, and he didn't make much mistake, and I didn't find a suitable manager again, and I can't change it now." ”

When Su Zimo heard this, he didn't say much, but continued: "Do you plan to only do the afternoon and evening teahouse business in the future?" How are you going to be in the morning?"

Mu Lingluo was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't expect him to ask, his eyes lit up slightly, and said: "This morning, I naturally have to make use, I plan to use it to make some breakfast, like selling some dumplings and noodles, of course, I mainly buy sweet potato noodles." There is also a lot of traffic in the morning, which is also considered an income. When I arrived, I gave them a morning and evening shift, and so far, it seems that the guys in the store are enough. ”

Su Zimo saw that she was right, and nodded, "That's very good, you can do it." If you have a hard time, just tell me. ”

Mu Lingluo's face flushed slightly, his heart warmed slightly, and he replied in a low voice: "Well......"

Mu Liang saw that the atmosphere between the two was good, so he jumped up and said, "What, I'll go back to review the book first, and Mr. will do a spot check tomorrow." I won't bother my sister and brother-in-law! With that, he ran out like a ghost.

Mu Lingluo was stunned, "What the hell is he doing here?" Moreover, now it is getting poorer and poorer. ”

Su Zimo was very satisfied with Mu Liang's acquaintance, "He came over to ask for a word, he didn't know him, but he didn't expect to meet you and come back." As he spoke, he involuntarily raised his hand and rubbed his shoulder.

Mu Lingluo then paid attention to his shoulder, and found that his sitting posture was a little stiff today, "What's wrong with you, but you're injured?" I'll show you. ”

Su Zimo looked at her slender white fingers, slightly stunned, but still hurriedly refused: "I'm fine, you don't have to worry." ”

Today, he and Xiaogui were ordered to arrest the two Jiangyang thieves, and those two martial arts were so-so, but there were hostages in his hands, which caused him to throw a mouse into the trap.

At that time, he rescued the hostages, but Xiaogui did not resist the other party's attack and almost died. He withdrew his hand to save Xiaogui, but he didn't notice it for a while, and was kicked in the shoulder by those two little goods, which was actually not a big deal, just a little swollen.

It's just that he doesn't want Mu Lingluo to worry too much, no matter how strong or weak he is, in front of the people he cares about, he wants the armor to be indestructible.

Mu Lingluo didn't follow: "Do you have any injuries other than your shoulder?" Is there a big deal? As she spoke, she didn't care too much, raised her hand to untie Su Zimo's belt, and unconsciously inserted one foot between his legs to fix her body.

Su Zimo didn't expect her to take the initiative to untie his clothes so actively, she was a little stunned for a while, but she didn't stop it, and her shoulders were exposed.

Mu Lingluo's first glance was frightened by the hideous wound on his shoulder, which was a wound that had penetrated his shoulder, and at this time the scar had healed, leaving only a shallow hideous scar.

Now his shoulders are swollen, and there is a bruise on it, and from a distance, it looks like a bruised steamed bun.

Mu Lingluo's heart was slightly suffocated, his eyes were slightly moist, and he raised his hand and touched it distressedly: "Does it hurt?" ”

Her fingers landed on his hot shoulders gently and softly like feathers, and Su Zimo only felt as if her heart had been scratched by a cat's paws.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and said honestly, "It doesn't hurt." ”

He had been injured a thousand times worse than this, and he didn't even feel anything, and now it was just a sprain, nothing serious at all, and it would be fine in two days.

But the more he understated it so lightly, the more painful Mu Lingluo's heart became, and she bit her lip, "You wait, I'll go get you some medicine and wine." This must be kneaded, otherwise it will definitely hurt more and worse tomorrow. ”

Su Zimo looked at her back as she left in a hurry, raised her hand slightly and touched her shoulder, and shook her head slightly, but her heart seemed to have been hit by something, soft and warm.

This feeling is not bad.

Mu Lingluo came over with the medicinal wine, but saw that Su Zimo was already sitting on the edge of the bed, his outer robe had been taken off, and only the snow-white middle coat inside was left. At this moment, his strong and lean chest loomed under the white clothes, and in the dim light, there was a unique temptation.

Mu Lingluo was stunned, hurriedly put down the hot water basin in his hand, twisted the handkerchief, walked over, and said, "I'll give you a hot handkerchief first, and when it will be rubbed, it won't hurt so much." ”

When Su Zimo heard this, he took off his clothes slightly, revealing his strong shoulders.

Mu Lingluo carefully applied a hot handkerchief to her shoulder, she found that Su Zimo's complexion was very white, his exposed skin was not so fair because of frequent exposure to the sun, but his covered skin was chic and delicate, if it weren't for his strong muscles, he would have been mistaken for a woman.

Su Zimo is actually the type who can't tan, and he has been ridiculed for this in the past. It's just that even if his skin peels off from the sun, as long as it is shaded for a few days, the skin will still turn white.

When it was almost done, Mu Lingluo began to pour medicinal wine into the palm of his hand, warmed it with the temperature of his palm, and then rubbed it on Su Zimo's body.

For those who study traditional Chinese medicine, this massage is a must-learn technique.

Mu Lingluo's massage has always been a good learner, and the force she uses is not small, because if she doesn't use force, this bruise will not be able to disperse.

"How's the strength? Do you hurt? Mu Lingluo asked softly in his ear.

Su Zimo shook his head slightly, "It's okay." ”

This pain was nothing to him.

Mu Lingluo's fingertips ran across the scar on his shoulder, she paused, and couldn't help asking, "You have been injured here before, it hurts, right?" I looked like an arrow had pierced my shoulder......"

She felt a lot of pain just by looking at this hideous wound, and even after a long time, the wound still faded.

Su Zimo raised his eyes slightly, "I don't remember." But...... Nothing. ”

From his angle, he could clearly see Mu Lingluo's long eyelashes, a faint shadow on her face, and her pink and fair cheeks, which were dyed a faint blush because of the force.

The more he said it lightly, the more uncomfortable Mu Lingluo's heart became. She looked at the scar on his shoulder, secretly guessing his identity, and after a long time, she whispered: "Aren't you a soldier?" ”

Su Zimo's eyelashes trembled, and her grape-like black eyes flashed, "Perhaps, I can't remember." ”

"That's it, I don't remember it. Anyway, in the future, you have to take care of yourself more, don't take your body seriously, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable just looking at your injury. Mu Lingluo was almost done, so he washed his hands and used a hot handkerchief to compress his shoulders to promote blood circulation.