Twenty minutes later, Zheng Xiaomeng tied a bow on Lu Muqing's arm with gauze, which was not well bandaged, and was even a little ugly.

"That's it." Clapped his hands, "Uncle Lu, are you still satisfied?" ”

Lu Muqing lowered his eyes and glanced at it.

"Ugly."

"You ......"

This is the first time she has bandaged someone, and he dares to think that she is ugly?

"The bag in my left hand looks better than yours."

"You ......" Zheng Xiaomeng glared at Lu Muqing, wanting to refute, but the exit became a result, "I just like the big truth you said." ”

A few simple words, coupled with her bright smile, are simply flattering to the extreme.

"But Uncle Lu, have you noticed that ugliness is ugly, but it is also so cute, just like that."

Zheng Xiaomeng compared it with her fingers, how big it was.

Lu Muqing was silent.

"Isn't there really anything to lose, huh?"

"There is ......" After a long time, Lu Muqing spit out a word unhurriedly.

Zheng Xiaomeng was just about to be happy, but the next second, "Ah! The sound was pressed to the bed by Lu Muqing again.

"Lu, Uncle Lu, what do you want to do?"

"......, you."

"Huh?"

"Haven't you been seducing me? I'm just, satisfying you. ”

"But you're hurt."

"In my Lu Muqing's dictionary, there is always only death, no injury."

When the words fell, Zheng Xiaomeng's nightgown disappeared.

Because the first pain was so unforgettable, Zheng Xiaomeng subconsciously closed her eyes, twisted her fingers around the sheets under her, and tensed herself up to bear the pain that was coming.

But a second passed, ten seconds passed, and a minute passed......

What Zheng Xiaomeng expected did not happen, and the man's eager movements also stopped.

She tentatively lifted a little eyelid, but what she faced was the storm that Lu Muqing's eyes were full of in an instant.

"Uncle Lu?"

Didn't respond.

"What's wrong?"

Still no response.

She reached out and poked his arm, "Lu Muqing? ”

"Zheng Xiaomeng." He finally spoke.

But the sound, I don't know how many degrees it is cold, and it can freeze with a light touch.

Zheng Xiaomeng bit her lip, I don't know what happened, it was fine just now, why all of a sudden, the atmosphere changed completely.

She doesn't like Lu Muqing like this.

Struggling to get up, "I'm tired, please get out." ”

"Zheng Xiaomeng." grabbed her wrist and held her high above her head, shackling her under her again, "Zheng Xiaomeng, I would rather you be cruel to me for the rest of my life, than I want you to compromise with me and show favor to me, because of him." ”

"What did you say?"

He?

Which he?

Before Zheng Xiaomeng could think about what Lu Muqing's words meant, Lu Muqing had already let go of her hands, got up, and left.

Zheng Xiaomeng sat up wrapped in a sheet.

A cold male voice was heard coming from outside the door, "From today onwards, she will not be allowed to step out of the gate of the Rose Garden without my order. ”

"Yes, President, we will be optimistic about Miss Meng."

Depend on!!

Is this the rhythm of putting her under house arrest?

Isn't it ashamed of a big man who turns his face faster than he turns a book?

Neuropathy!

For Lu Muqing's approach like this, Zheng Xiaomeng was puzzled.

But when she picked up the phone next to her pillow and unlocked the screen, she understood everything at once.

Because there is a WeChat message like this on the screen:

[Xiaomeng, are you better? Does the wound still hurt? I asked my mom to make you something delicious, and tomorrow we'll go home together after bungeeping, my mom misses you, and I miss you. 】