Song Chumo wanted to reminisce about it, after all, the opportunity is rare, if he misses this time, it will be difficult next time, and he doesn't want this situation to have a next time.

Ning Jiao didn't know the truth, honestly sucked his index finger and sucked it again, while thinking: How does she feel about this picture, it's a little ...... So what.

Let's hope it's an illusion.

Song Chumo endured the wave after wave of trembling, and when he felt that it was almost over, he said, "Okay." ”

Ning Jiao let go of his index finger, and with a mouth full of blood, she quickly got out of bed and poured herself a glass of water to rinse her mouth, the smell of blood gave her the feeling of rusty iron, and it smelled strangely uncomfortable.

After a cup of herbal tea, Ning Jiao finally felt that the smell was gone, she returned to the bed, looked down at the man's fingers, turned around and went to the cabinet to find gauze and potion to bandage him.

The two fingers, one on the left and one on the right, were wrapped in gauze.

One was bandaged by Zilu yesterday, and the other was bandaged by Ning Jiao, the difference is that Ning Jiao gave a bells and whistles bow.

The corners of Song Chumo's mouth twitched slightly, "Don't bow it, dismantle it." ”

Ning Jiao didn't want to dismantle it, so she persuaded with a smile: "What are you doing after dismantling it, Lord Wang, look at it, how beautiful the bow is, it's much cuter than bare and nothing, and when the wind blows, its wings can still fly." ”

“……”

Song Chumo's face was expressionless: "Demolish." ”

He's going to go out to meet people later, so that people can see what they're talking like.

Ning Jiao: "......" The prince is so uninteresting.

deserves to have so many women, and it's still a place.

Glancing at him with a little disgust, Ning Jiao removed the bow and cut off the extra lines with scissors.

Song Chumo looked down at the bandaged fingers of his two hands, one left and one right, moved, his hands were a little immobile, and he said with a dark face: "Yesterday's incident, there is no next time." ”

"Okay." Ning Jiao nodded and replied very obediently.

Song Chumo's face looked better, "I have something to go out today, and I will come back in the evening, and someone will bring the lunch at noon, so I don't need to let your maid go to the dining room to pick it up." ”

"Okay." Ning Jiao still nodded, "Thank you, Lord Wang." ”

Song Chumo looked at her well-behaved appearance with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes, and his heart moved slightly.

As soon as he opened his mouth to say "you", before he could say the words behind him, he heard Guan Xiang's shout: "Lord Wang, are you okay, it's almost time to go." ”

“……”

"Is there anything else you want to tell me?" Ning Jiao, who heard him say a syllable, asked, her face was full of curiosity, she heard it right just now, she heard Song Chumo say the word "you".

"Nope." Song Chumo said in a faint voice and called Guan Xiang in.

After Guan Xiang pushed the man out of the house, Ning Jiao, who had been very calm and like a nobody, fell on the bed with a bang, blushing like a monkey's buttocks.

When Guan Xiang came in just now, she suddenly remembered what she looked like when she held Song Chumo's index finger and sucked it, wasn't it the little script that her mother forced into her on the eve of her marriage.

But that thing became a finger.

Grass.

Shame on you!!

Shui Ruo didn't know, so she looked at Ning Jiao, who was covering her face and screaming, with a question mark on her face: "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

Ning Jiao blushed and looked at the yarn tent: "I want to be quiet." ”

Shui Ruo: "Quietly accompany the lord and lady in Ningfu, if the young lady wants to be quiet, why don't I go and ask the prince for instructions, and go back to Ningfu to call Jingjing?" ”

Ning Jiao didn't want to speak, so she picked up the pillow and threw it at her: "Is that what I mean?" You go out, I'm going to be alone for a while. ”