Meng Zhiyang said that he would come back before ten o'clock, but he came back before nine o'clock.

When he stood at the door of the degree house, he couldn't understand that he would come back early because he thought of Lian Wuyi's change of medicine, and when he came back, he didn't go back to his own house, and came directly to the degree house, because Lian Wuyi was here!

Rang the doorbell, but after waiting for a while, no one came to open the door, and he pressed it several times in a row, but no one came to open the door.

Frowning, he looked at the combination lock and thought for a moment, then opened the lock cover and pressed six zeros, and the door opened.

The corners of his mouth twitched, and he said with contempt:

"What a stupid pig, the password can be guessed as soon as you guess it."

He opened the door and walked in, only to see a laptop and some papers on the coffee table in the living room, which looked like serious business.

He walked over and looked at the documents displayed on his computer, all in French. He picked up the paper with Chinese written on the coffee table and looked at it, the content turned out to be the French content on the computer, but the content on the computer had not been translated.

Meng Zhiyang's mind spun around, she remembered that Lian Wuyi could understand the French he said before, he thought she only understood a little, but he didn't expect that she was proficient at all.

However, why did she go, why didn't she see anyone?

He looked around, because the houses were in the same layout, so it was easy for him to guess which room Lian Wuyi would probably sleep in.

Walking to the door of a closed room, Meng Zhiyang knocked on the door, but no one answered.

In the end, he didn't care if there was anyone there, he opened the door directly and looked at it, and at a glance, he knew that Lian Wuyi was sleeping in this room. Because not only the furnishings resemble her style, but also the whole room has her own scent.

He walked in, and he heard the hum of a hair dryer in the bathroom with the door closed in the room, presumably she was blowing her hair, no wonder the doorbell could not be heard.

But isn't she all injured, and the doctor also told her not to touch the water for a few days, why does she still take a shower and touch the water?

He was worried about her when the sound of the hair dryer in the bathroom stopped, and the door opened from the inside.

As soon as Lian Wuyi opened the door, she saw a person, and instead of seeing who it was, she was so frightened by the first reaction that she hugged her head and closed her eyes and screamed!

Meng Zhiyang didn't expect that he would scare her like that, he quickly grabbed her wrist and said loudly:

"It's me, don't be afraid!"

Lian Wuyi heard a familiar voice, slowly opened her eyes and raised her head to look at the person who spoke, and after confirming that it was Meng Zhiyang, she complained with a little crying:

"Why are you scaring me like this, I thought there was a ghost!"

"If it's a ghost, will you see it?"

Meng Zhiyang wanted to laugh a little, but when he saw her aggrieved and misty eyes, he couldn't laugh anymore, but felt a little guilty.

"I rang the doorbell, but no one answered the door, so I came in by myself."

He didn't apologize, and he didn't know how to appease people, especially women, so he had to move on to other topics so as not to be embarrassed.

Lian Wuyi heard him mention that she had come in, and she remembered to ask him:

"How did you get in, is it the gate password you asked Brother Cheng for?"

"Do you think I'll have his contact information?"

"And how do you know the password?"

"The pig brain of the degree is not willing to remember too many messy numbers, and he will only use the simplest and most brainless numbers for this trivial password setting."

"How many times did you press the password?"

"It takes a few times, and once is enough."

Although there was too much "hatred" when he was a child, Meng Zhiyang knew the degree of habits very well, so he guessed the password correctly.

Lian Wuyi suddenly covered his mouth and laughed with a "poof", and then couldn't help laughing.

Meng Zhiyang frowned, not understanding what she was suddenly laughing at! However, it was the first time he had seen her smile so happily and so sweetly in front of him.

As she chuckled, her long hair, which was completely scattered on either side of her cheeks, fluttered slightly like silk, and exuded the faint smell of osmanthus that he was familiar with.

However, he sensed that her laughter had a playful flavor, and he squinted and asked warningly:

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny?"

If she dares to laugh at him, he must make her look good!

Lian Wuyi may have been afraid of him at first, smiling happily, not paying attention to his warning, and replied stupidly:

"You and Brother Cheng get along like enemies, but you know each other like brothers, I think your relationship is very cute."

"What do you say? Again, who is a brother to whom? ”

"Of course it's you and Brother Cheng...... Not......! ”

Lian Wuyi only felt that his waist was hugged by him, and her lips were blocked by him, and he ...... Kiss her again!

This time, Meng Zhiyang kissed for a short time, but he bit her lip lightly before leaving her red lips. He didn't bite the skin, but he made Lian Wuyi feel painful.

He pushed her away slightly, but still held her thin waist and watched her without speaking.

Lian Wuyi's eyes also looked at him, her lips moved, even if she was stunned this time, she wanted to ask why he did this to her again?

"Why are you kissing me again!"

She begged him not to do this to her, if he always released this ambiguity to her, she would be serious, she would think that he liked her too!

However, Meng Zhiyang replied to her:

"Because you said the wrong thing, it's punishment!"

"Then please change the punishment from now on, I don't want to accept this kind of punishment."

Lian Wuyi is dull, how can he like her? She felt that she was not worthy of him, so how could she dare to expect him to take a fancy to her?

"It's up to me how to punish you!"

Meng Zhiyang looked at Lian Wuyi's lost expression, and he didn't know why, but he was in a good mood.

However, he remembered the purpose of his return to see her, looked at the linen nightdress she was wearing, and without waiting for Lian Wuyi to reply, he asked:

"Have you changed your medicine?"

Lian Wuyi heard him ask, she looked under her gauze-wrapped arm and said:

"Not yet, I originally said that I would change my hair after washing it."

"I thought you even took a shower."

"I washed it, but I had a wound on my back and couldn't touch the water, so I ......!"

Halfway through her words, Lian Wuyi suddenly thought of something, and she almost discussed with him how she took a bath.

"Uh, how long have you been back, hungry or not, supper in the kitchen upstairs, you can ......."

"Let's take the medicine first."

Meng Zhiyang pulled her to the bed and sat her down, and asked:

"Where's the medicine?"

"I'll just take the medicine myself."

Lian Wuyi was a little surprised, he seemed to mean to help her with medicine. And it should only be nine o'clock now, could it be that he came back early because of her injury?

"Can you medicate yourself for the wound on your back?"

Meng Zhiyang said, he had already seen the medicine on the bedside table, ignoring what Lian Wuyi wanted to say, he brought the medicine himself, and then he also sat down and picked up one of her hands and carefully removed the gauze.

When Lian Wuyi's injury was wrapped, he couldn't see how serious it was, and when he took off the gauze, he was red and swollen.

"Damn, why is it so serious?"

Meng Zhiyang cursed in a low voice, he thought it was really just a little bruise, but he didn't expect her injury to be much more serious than he thought.

Her hands are already thin and tender, and the bruises are so deep that I don't know if there will be scars?

"Actually, it's okay, the doctor said that it will look a little worse in the next two days, as long as you change the dressing well, the redness and swelling will go away in two days."

"What's good, isn't it good that you have to cut off your hand?"

I've seen a lot of people, but I've never seen someone like her, she used her own injuries to exchange others for being unscathed, is she full of food and support?

Meng Zhiyang was obviously angry, but Lian Wuyi felt so happy, her hand was faintly a little painful, but seeing his angry appearance, she didn't feel pain at all.

"I'm injured, why are you so angry and personally help me with medicine?"

Lian Wuyi watched him gently and gently apply the ointment to her, and she asked him timidly and quietly.

Meng Zhiyang paused for a moment as he helped her apply the ointment, but he raised his eyes to look at her and said:

"You are my maid, in order to deliver a lunch to me, as your boss, don't I bear this responsibility?"

Lian Wuyi smiled faintly, although he said that she was a maid, but he also said that she was his maid, and she had a feeling of being exclusive to him, but she didn't dare to be too proud of it.

"You're not my boss, Meng ...... Aunt Yanzhu is, and my salary is given by Aunt Yanzhu. ”

Lian Wuyi almost said that Mrs. Meng was her boss, and she didn't dare to let him know directly that she and Mrs. Meng knew each other.

"Are you looking for me for a salary?"

Meng Zhiyang glanced at her again, and smiled slightly, she was obviously talking to him about his true thoughts about her concern, but she didn't dare to say it.

"No, whoever gives it is the same anyway."

Anyway, it's all the money of the Meng family, and it is the same for everyone she takes, in short, she owes the Meng family money.

"Speaking of salary, I see that there seems to be a copywriter translating outside your living room, and that's also your job?"

Meng Zhiyang just took a look, and the copywriting to be translated looked at the style of some companies' product descriptions that need to be translated into foreign languages.

"Well, my job at night is to translate some copy."

"All in French?"

"No, and English, Russian."

Meng Zhiyang was slightly stunned, he was not surprised in English, but she even knew Russian, and she could also translate professionally.

He began to wonder why she was willing to be a maid since she was so good, was it really just because she had a lot of money?

The two chatted, and the injuries on Lian Wuyi's hands were re-medicated and bandaged.

Meng Zhiyang cleaned up and said:

"Undress and lie down!"

"Huh?"

Lian Wuyi grabbed the dress on his chest in some panic and looked at him incomprehensibly.

Seeing that she was guarding against him like a wolf, Meng Zhiyang frowned, glared at her and said:

"Don't use your imagination to choreograph me, I'm not interested in thinking about a woman who is all wounded."

"Then why do you want me to take off my clothes, and why do you want me to ......."

"How can I drug you without taking off your clothes and lying down?"

The corners of Meng Zhiyang's mouth twitched in annoyance, what was she thinking in her head?

Although Meng Zhiyang just wanted to help her with the medicine, Lian Wuyi was still embarrassed, even if he didn't do anything to her, but the back injury had to expose more than half of the skin to be medicated, how could she be embarrassed to show him?

"Forget the back, I'...... Myself....... ”

"Do you have hands and eyes on your back? Don't talk nonsense, if you don't take off your clothes again, be careful that I help you take it off, if I take it off, I'm afraid your nightdress will be scrapped. ”

Meng Zhiyang deliberately leaned close to her ear, and added in an evil whisper:

"Do you want me to take it off for you or do you take it off yourself?"

Lian Wuyi's body shrank, she moved her body back, looked at him with a blushing face, and looked at her nightdress, if she really wanted to take it off, she had to take it all off to take medicine.

She really wanted Meng Zhiyang to compromise and ignore the injury on her back, but looking at Meng Zhiyang's non-negotiable expression, she hesitated for a while and said:

"Then I'll go change into a more convenient outfit, you can ...... Take the medicine! ”

In the end, it was Lian Wuyi who compromised.

Meng Zhiyang didn't object, anyway, his purpose was just to help her with medicine, and she could wear whatever clothes she wanted.

Lian Wuyi's so-called convenient clothes were a skirt that was unzipped from the back, and she obediently lay down on her stomach and let Meng Zhiyang unzip her back.

Hearing the sound of the zipper being slowly opened, Lian Wuyi's body became stiff, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Even if she couldn't see, she could feel his hand tighten her nerves as if it were touching her back from top to bottom.

And his eyes must have been staring at her ugly back because of the bruises, she herself felt ugly, he must be the same, right?