It's also a coincidence, last night An Xiaoxiao packed some dumplings and went back to make supper for Jiang Muye, and casually said that she would have lunch at Qingshuiju at noon every day.

He happened to be nearby at noon today, so he wanted to come over and have a look, but he didn't expect to see the scene just now.

Very good!

Jiang Muye looked at Lin Zheng with a pair of cold eyes, and Lin Zheng trembled: "Second master, I will find out." ”

……

At eight o'clock in the evening, An Xiaoxiao arrived to listen to Zhuxuan, and seeing that her legs and feet were inconvenient, Liu Yuan hurriedly came over to help: "Mrs., are you injured in your foot?" Do I need to see a doctor? ”

"It's okay, it's been dealt with." An Xiaoxiao changed her slippers: "Is Mr. back?" ”

"I'm back early, in the study." Liu Yuan hesitated for a moment and said, "It seems that I am not in a good mood, so I found Steward Zhou to give me a lecture." ”

"Really?"

"Hmm." Liu Yuan nodded and added secretly: "It seems that the teacup was dropped." ”

An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but ask: "Is he often like this?" ”

Liu Yuan shook his head: "It's the first time I've seen him lose his temper like this. ”

"Okay, I got it."

An Xiaoxiao smiled at Liu Yuan, and went up to the bedroom on the second floor from the elevator, she didn't plan to provoke Jiang Muye at this juncture.

After an afternoon of cold compresses and plasters, Ann's ankle was no longer so painful, only swollen, she hurriedly took a shower and climbed onto the bed, and the door of the bedroom was pushed open as soon as the quilt was covered.

Jiang Muye entered the door, and An Xiaoxiao looked over and found that he still had a cloudy face, and he really looked in a bad mood.

She became more and more unsure of what to do with herself.

"Coming back?" An Xiaoxiao asked as usual.

Jiang Muye ignored it, went straight into the cloakroom, and when he came out, he had already changed into light blue loungewear, only the buttons of the shirt were not fastened, and the exposed muscles were tight and fine......

An Xiaoxiao quickly retracted her gaze and lowered her head to flip through the book.

Jiang Muye's voice sounded unexpectedly: "Come here." ”

An Xiaoxiao put down the book: "What's wrong?" Her tone was unusually soft, for fear of accidentally touching his scales.

"Buttons." It's two simple words again, it's really cold without a trace of temperature.

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and got out of bed, trying to pretend that nothing happened, gritting her teeth and enduring the discomfort at her ankles and walking towards him.

Closer, looking at the well-textured muscles in his honey-colored skin, Ann's little face turned red, and she stretched out her hand to tie the button from top to bottom.

Jiang Muye looked at her serious and careful appearance, with reddish cheeks, crystal eyes, a straight nose bridge, and slightly pouting red lips......

She wore a gray cotton pajama with a high collar, but her hunched posture exposed key points.

Looking at Jiang Muye, his throat tightened.

An Xiaoxiao keenly noticed that his Adam's apple was rolling, and the movements of his subordinates froze, and Jiang Muye's cool voice rose: "Can't tie a button?" ”

An Xiaoxiao didn't respond, only sped up, and soon finished, she straightened up: "Okay." ”

He caught a glimpse of his right hand, which was resting on the armrest of his wheelchair, his index finger wrapped around medical tape......

"Your hand hurts?" An Xiaoxiao asked subconsciously, and suddenly understood the reason why he asked him to help tie the button, his index finger was injured, and it seemed inconvenient.

Seeing a trace of concern floating in her eyes, the anger in Jiang Muye's heart calmed down for a moment, and he said lightly: "Hmm." ”

"It's good that it doesn't look serious." An Xiaoxiao studied it carefully: "It should just be a cut, right?" It is better not to soak in water, it will be infected. ”

Jiang Muye looked up at her: "It's over?" ”

"Hmm." Ann nodded slightly.

"I haven't taken a shower yet." Jiang Muye said lightly.