Aren't you quite capable?

Pretty good???

Yan Muye just wanted to ask now which eye he could see her.

Yan Muye shrank her body, and the whole thing shrank together.

Do you hate me so much?

Yan Muye shook his head.

…

I saw that the needle of the syringe was getting closer and closer to Yan Muye, until it had reached the side of her face.

"Leng Fu Xiao, where did I offend you, if we really have any trouble between us, we can solve it privately."

"I remember everything you told me, don't you just don't let you go crazy, these things are easy to say, and I promise that I will never run away without permission again."

"I think you should give me a chance. Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great. ”

"Or if you really don't like me, you can just tell me directly, I will definitely get out of the way, and then you can like whoever you want, and I won't interfere in your private life."

"In any case, as long as you don't scare me in this extreme way, don't look at the monk's face but look at the Buddha's face, you can give me a chance to explain for the sake of our husband and wife......"

Before Yan Muye's words were finished, her hand that was originally holding the table was stuffed with something.

Yan Muye's gaze gradually looked down, and his hands trembled.

"Woman, you're really arguing."

Gauze??

Yan Muye raised the thing in his hand for some reason, and then blinked his eyes.

I saw Leng Fu Xiao directly inject the liquid in the syringe into the gauze in her hand.

"Rub."

"Huh?"

"Wipe my hands."

"Oh."

Yan Muye didn't understand what he meant at all, but soon she understood, it turned out that Leng Fu Xiao's cleanliness was already serious to this extent.

Just now, Su Xiamo inadvertently touched his hand, and now, he was probably letting himself disinfect him.

Yan Muye did what a servant should do in this way with great sadness, but no servant could do it.

"Okay?"

Yan Muye laboriously wiped every corner of his hands, carefully outrageous.

Until in the process of wiping, her own hands were rubbed red, and this was not the end.

"Nope."

"But I think it's clean!"

"Go on."

Leng Fu Xiao looked at Yan Muye condescendingly, and then closed his eyelids, Yan Muye was helpless, looking at the person in front of him, and his heart was a little inexplicable.

"Leng Fu Xiao."

Leng Fu Xiao was speechless.

"Do you believe me? I said I didn't hurt the little buns. ”

"The methods I just told you ,......"

"Shhhh

Leng Fu Xiao's face was a little unhappy, and he was speechless.

Damn, I'm really drunk, what does he mean, he wants to explain, but he doesn't give himself a chance, but lets himself wipe his hands here.

Normal people only need to wipe their hands once, but he, now that she has wiped him seven or eight times, he has no intention of stopping.

Now she's going to stuff the gauze straight into his mouth, believe it or not!!

At this moment, the whole study was a little weird, Yan Muye tried to calm down the turmoil in his heart, and just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.

…

After feeling that Yan Muye's change of wiping her hands slowed down, Yan Muye was still distracted, and suddenly with an arm in front of her, she knelt in front of him.