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"Raise sharks and make shark fins for me, right?" Yan Bailing was already powerless to argue, so she simply broke the jar and fell.

"That's not a bad idea." Mu Chenguang smiled connivingly.

A low, hoarse voice echoed, staining the air with a bit of ambiguity.

Yan Bailing's face was slightly red when she was stared at by everyone's meaningful gaze.

Embarrassed and angry, she left Mu Chenguang and walked into the villa.

After the two of them tossed along the way, the wounds on Yan Bailing's body had already scabbed.

However, Mu Chenguang still drugged her, and her movements were gentle as if she were a fragile porcelain doll.

From her angle, she could only see Mu Chenguang half-kneeling on the ground, her thin lips tightly pursed into a straight line, as if she was trying her best to endure it.

But it's just such a small injury, why does he care so much?

Even if his parents had adopted him, no one would dare to ridicule him if he wanted to be ungrateful.

Could it be that he was afraid that if he died, he would never find the research materials in his hand again?

Yan Bailing's heart sank slightly, and she shrank her legs silently.

"Actually, it's just a bruise, and it's not a big deal."

"It's just a bruise this time, maybe next time this bullet will take root directly in your body." Mu Chenguang sneered, put away the medicine box, and handed it to the butler standing aside.

I'm not that weak.

Yan Bailing pouted secretly, but she didn't bother to bother with him.

"I'm fine, I want to go back and pack my things."

"Don't worry, I'll go with you tomorrow, what you need now is a good rest." Mu Chenguang bent down and picked Yan Bailing up from the sofa.

The housekeeper hurriedly opened the door of the cloakroom for him, and the dazzling girl's belongings instantly lit up her eyes.

"Do you like it?" Mu Chenguang lowered his head and kissed the hair on the top of Yan Bailing's head.

"All this you prepared for me?" She asked, skeptically.

These things seem to be custom-made by famous designers, and they are not prepared so completely overnight.

But less than a month after his parents' accident, how did he know in advance that he would come to live with him?

Could it be that he was also involved in that incident?

Such speculation made the aura around her cold.

But Mu Chenguang seemed to be unaware.

"Who else do you think deserves my attention but you?" His deep voice was a little smiling, hopelessly sexy.

Although he knew that his kindness to himself was purposeful, Yan Bailing still couldn't stop the throbbing in his heart.

Hearing his young master's answer, the housekeeper immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

He has been collecting these things since he found the young master 3 years ago.

I and my lord thought he was transvestite, but he didn't dare to take the initiative to mention it.

Now it seems that I am afraid that my young master has long liked Miss Yan.

The housekeeper smiled comfortingly, "Miss Yan, my young master doesn't care so much about the master. For your sake, he also deliberately transferred to country Z to study in high school. ”

"Where, I'm just in passing." Yan Bailing was a little embarrassed and wanted to end the topic as soon as possible.

"Don't think about it, little head." Mu Chenguang knew that she meant something, but he didn't break it.

Slender fingers slid over a row of pajamas, and finally picked up a pure white pajamas.

"Your wound can't get wet, so ...... Do you want me to wash it for you? ”

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