The door was pushed open, and only the Red Sun entered.

He handed a note in his hand to Murong Feng.

"This, Cheng Shao asked me to hand it over to you."

Murong Feng took it, and Hongri handed another note to Wei Qing.

"I gave it to you." The corners of Hongri's mouth raised a good-looking smile and said softly.

Wei Qing was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand to take it, and Hongri walked towards the door, turning his head and smiling and making a phone gesture to Wei Qing.

Murong Feng opened the note, the handwriting was crazy and domineering, and it read, [Murong Feng, take good care of my woman, after a while, I will come back to pick her up. 】

Wei Qing is a string of phone numbers, plus [I'll wait for your call.] 】

The two of them were puzzled by the laughter, and they invariably tore the note to shreds and threw it on the ground.

The next day, Murong Feng returned to Murong House with Chang Xiaoxiao, and when Steward Shen saw the miserable appearance of his young master, he was very distressed. Even if the disfigurement is gone, there is no hair, the hands are broken, and the feet are full of cuts.

Murong Feng's physique is very good, and the doctor is on call at any time, so he recovers quickly, his handsome face is slowly returning to its original state, and he can walk freely, but it is his hands, and he is always "not getting better".

When eating, "I often smile, my hands hurt, feed me food!" ”

Before taking a bath, "I often smile, my hands hurt, help me unbutton!" ”

After taking a shower, "I smile and smile, my hands hurt, wipe my hair!" ”

His cast was removed, his hair had grown a little, and he was able to go to work, but his hands still "couldn't move".

"Chang Xiaoxiao, come here, help me tie my tie."

"Young Master, aren't your hands all right?" Chang smiled and frowned, his face full of doubts.

"It's just right, how can you move around? What if it breaks again? ”

"Oh, then I'll help you."

The simple-minded Chang Xiaoxiao knew his thoughts, he was simply hardworking, being a cow and a horse, except for taking a bath and going to the bathroom, he didn't let her help, and he did everything he did to cover the quilt for him before going to bed.

One day, he suddenly thought that in the photo sent by Ouyang Cheng, she pressed her shoulder for Ouyang Cheng, but she didn't have it yet, so he called Chang Xiaoxiao over again to prepare for slavery.

"Chang Xiaoxiao, come here!"

"Yes, young master."

"Although my hand can move, it is not very flexible, what do you think is the problem?"

Chang Xiaoxiao scratched his head and said, "This, I don't know, why don't I call the doctor to come and take a look?" ”

Murong Feng immediately stopped, "It's so late, don't bother the doctor, I think, it's not very active, and the blood vessels are not very smooth." ”

Chang Xiaoxiao blinked his eyes, "Then what should I do?" ”

"Stupid! Massage it, dredge and dredge. ”

"Oh, then I'll go find a masseuse."

Murong Feng held his forehead with his hand, angry to the point of internal injury.

"It's so late, don't bother people, you can press it!"

Chang looked at him with a smile and resentful eyes, "Young Master, it's so late, you're afraid of bothering others, aren't you afraid of bothering me?" The doctor and masseur are also members of your Murong family. ”

Murong Feng snorted arrogantly, pointed to his bald head and said, "Then this should be counted like this?" Isn't it your responsibility? Would you like to shave your hair too? ”

Chang Xiaoxiao immediately stepped forward and rubbed his arm doggedly: "Young Master, is this strength okay?" ”

"Okay."

She held his fingers in one hand and slowly wandered around his arm with the other. Her long, white and slender fingers wrapped around him, warm, ironing his skin, burning deep into his heart, rolling up a storm of wind and heat.