An Xiaoxiao didn't know how Jiang Muye picked her up, anyway, when she fell to the ground with bared teeth, his wheelchair leaned over, and she was put on the bed smoothly after that.

His hands were still slightly cold, only a thin layer of fabric, and the skin he had touched was hot and hot, and her palm-sized white face was also red.

She clutched the quilt tightly and whispered, "Thank you." ”

Jiang Muye bowed lightly: "Everything is frizzy." ”

An Xiaoxiao didn't refute, just pursed her lips shyly.

Jiang Muye saw her guarded appearance, and his eyes slid away: "Do you remember what Grandpa said?" ”

"Yes."

"What?" Jiang Muye's tone was light, and there was a faint hint of a smile.

"Don't be reluctant to spend ......"

"Not that." Jiang Muye's eyes turned back, and there was a glimmer of light hidden in his dark eyes that were as deep as a pool.

Looking at his handsome and timeless face, An Xiaoxiao was shy: "I don't remember......"

Jiang Muye smiled: "In order to make you completely give up the idea of divorce, I decided to put this matter on the agenda." ”

An Xiaoxiao naturally knew what he meant, and after squirming for a long time, she decided to respond positively: "You don't think that if you give me a house and money, you can just ...... Right? ”

Jiang Muye looked at her: "Isn't it from the day I got the marriage certificate that I can be casual?" ”

An Xiaoxiao was a little anxious: "You said it...... Don't force me to ......"

"I'm not going to force you right now." Jiang Muye looked at her coldly: "But I find that waiting for you to take the initiative is far away." ”

"No, it won't." An Xiaoxiao grabbed the white: "How can it be far away......"

Jiang Muye raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "We have been married for so long, and we haven't even held a hand, do you want me to wait for three years and five years?" ”

An Xiaoxiao pursed her lips and thought about it, and cautiously stretched out her hand: "That...... Give you a hand. ”

Jiang Muye: "......"

I've seen something uninteresting, but it's the first time I've seen someone so uninteresting.

Her hands are white and slender, her fingers are slender and bony, and her nails are transparent and shiny.

Looking at Jiang Muye's heart, it suddenly seemed to be gently scratched by a feather, and it itched inexplicably......

Just when he was really about to stretch out his hand, An Xiaoxiao suddenly retracted his hand and muttered in his mouth: "Don't worry about it......"

Jiang Muye: "......" hand speed is okay!

He lightly hooked the corners of his lower lip, and his light and soft smile lit up instantly, and then he slid his wheelchair to go to the bathroom, and An Xiaoxiao's low voice came.

"It's not the first time I've held a girl's hand, and I'm still twisting and pinching ......"

Jiang Muye's eyes instantly turned cold: "What did you say?" ”

Seeing his cold and deep eyes, An Xiaoxiao realized that he had been a little drifting recently, and he always kept challenging his majesty, knowing that the consequences were serious......

Is this self-defeating?

An Xiaoxiao closed her mouth tightly and looked at the cold man in front of her with a panicked expression.

Although he was still handsome and extraordinary, his resolute facial features glowed with a cold light, which made An Xiaoxiao's heart suddenly rise, afraid, she felt a little afraid.

But what scared her even more was still to come.

Jiang Muye's wheelchair leaned over silently, lifted her quilt before she could react, and held one of her hands with a little force.

Inexplicably, An Xiaoxiao had fallen from the bed into his arms.

An exclamation of her voice was stuck in her throat, and the wheelchair was already speeding in the direction of the shower...... ()

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