Maybach on.

Su Wanyue lowered her head and sat stiffly on Wang Chengfeng's lap, a helpless and tense dark light crossed the bottom of her slightly lowered eyes.

Looking at the blood stains and dirt on the man's white clothes, Su Wanyue moved her body slightly, wanting to stay away from him.

The man next to her was too good, so good that she suddenly felt a sense of inferiority that was not worthy of him, especially at this moment she was sitting in front of him embarrassed.

Wang Chengfeng seemed to sense Su Wanyue's nervousness, and he reached out and rubbed her hair comfortingly.

"Yue'er, I'll help you deal with it simply, bear with me, we'll be home soon."

Wang Chengfeng bent down, took out the first-aid kit under the seat, and tinkered with it.

He reached out and hooked the hair that was scattered on the sides of her cheeks behind her ears.

Deep eyes looked at her with suppressed emotion, carefully examining the wound on her face.

His fingers gently lifted her chin and took out a wet tissue to carefully wipe the blood on her cheeks.

The saline gently rinsed the wound on her face, and the stinging pain on the wound made Su Wanyue's brows frown slightly, and she snorted.

With that, Su Wanyue never made a sound again.

Looking at her appearance of enduring the pain, Wang Chengfeng's eyes were very dark and deep, and deep in her heart, she seemed to have been cut with a knife in her life.

The speed at which he cleaned and bandaged his hands sped up. neatly cleaned up the wound on Su Wanyue's face, applied medicine, and bandaged it carefully.

"Other wounded places, sticking out." Wang Chengfeng said, he put the blood-stained cotton aside and took a clean cotton again.

"It's gone." Su Wanyue clenched her hands and shook her head.

Wang Chengfeng glanced at her hands, pursed her thin lips, and glared at her with anger in her eyes.

Did she not see the wound on her hand when he was blind??

"Hand out!" Wang Chengfeng said coldly.

"It's not a big deal." Su Wanyue froze for a moment, looked down at her hands, the blood on her hands had already dried up and condensed.

Wang Chengfeng didn't say a word, grabbed her wrist with his big hand, and pulled her clenched fingers away.

Wet tissues wiped her hands clean, cotton and alcohol syrup applied to her palms.

After helping Su Wanyue take the medicine, Wang Chengfeng silently finished packing up his things.

At this moment, looking at her indifferent and indifferent expression, the anger of displeasure in her heart will ignite.

Wang Chengfeng closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair, out of sight.

Maybach did not drive back to the Snow Courtyard, but returned to Wang Chengfeng's residence, Long Xuanting. Su Wanyue's current body is covered with blood stains and stains, which is not suitable for returning to the Snow Courtyard and not suitable for Su Xueting to see.

Su Wanyue followed behind Wang Chengfeng, who was full of cold air, and walked into the bedroom.

As soon as the door closed, Su Wanyue suddenly felt a depressing aura in the whole room.

She rolled her eyes and cautiously glanced at the man in front of her who didn't want to look at her.

"Huh?? I went to take a shower. Su Wanyue muttered in a low voice.

Hearing this, the anger that Wang Chengfeng had just tried to suppress instantly rose.

He glared at her, grabbed her, and roared slightly, "The wound can't touch the water!" ”

Su Wanyue blinked, looked at her messy body, and gently hooked the corners of her mouth and said, "It's okay, I won't touch the wound." "I want to talk about "The Reborn Wife of the Mysterious Husband" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~