Mu Mingshu has been with Zhao Yiheng for more than ten days, and he knows that he has always been cynical, even if he is always called a husband and wife on weekdays, but now it has been replaced by you and me, I think I am really angry. om

Mu Mingshu has always been a temperamental, otherwise he would not have escaped from that place in vain, and he had been wandering outside for half a year and had endured hardships for half a year and vowed to leave Xiliang, she thought that she was also a ruthless person, and since she was walking with Zhao Yiheng, there was not a day when she didn't think about running away, but she didn't want to leave even if she was angry with Zhao Yiheng.

She told herself that Zhao Yiheng's knife was for herself, and she was not very angry with him.

"Don't lose your temper, okay? You're still hurt. Mu Mingshu softened, and involuntarily reached out to caress his back, again and again: "Fang is my mistake, but"

"But what? You don't believe what I say, only treat yourself as an outsider, now I am definitely going to be crippled, you just want to go I can't stop it, you go, I don't want your sympathy or your pity, but you remember, you walk out of this door today, don't regret it in the future"

Zhao Yiheng's good-looking phoenix eyes made Mu Mingshu flush with excitement, and the words he said were not polite at all, as if he was venting all his dissatisfaction these days.

"I" Mu Mingshu wanted to explain something, but when she opened her mouth, she felt that it was superfluous to say anything, she was afraid that Zhao Yiheng would know what she was thinking, and no matter how much explanation she wanted, it would be superfluous.

"Then how can I, a woman who I don't remember anything, wander away, and believe what a person says at will." Mu Mingshu said with a straight face.

You're not me, and I don't know what I'm worried about, and I'm not you, and I don't know what's going on in your heart. Although Zhao Yiheng repeatedly said that Mu Mingshu was his wife, Mu Mingshu always treated him as just a stranger on the same road, and some words did not have to be true.

But today, Mu Mingshu feels that no matter whether Zhao Yiheng really thinks that he is his wife, or uses her as a stand-in for his wife, there are some things that must be made clear to him.

Zhao Yiheng pursed his lips, although his face was full of unhappiness, he had to admit that Mu Mingshu was right, if she was defenseless against anyone, I was afraid that she would not be able to wait for herself to come to her.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Mu Mingshu listened to him, and said again: "I'll help you get up first, you always say that I am your wife, but I have a lot of things that I don't understand, and I will bother you to explain to me for a while." “

Zhao Yiheng raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Mingshu, and when he saw that she had a straight face, he said in a low voice, and cooperated with her to help her up and lie back again.

Just now, when he moved, it involved the wound, and this time he began to bleed again, although he didn't cry out in pain, but Mu Mingshu saw that the strip of cloth wrapped around his buttocks was dyed red in an instant, and he felt uncomfortable.

gritted his teeth and asked the shopkeeper to fetch water again, and asked for scissors and gauze, thinking that the doctor has always been benevolent, and there is no distinction between men and women in his eyes, and he will not treat Zhao Yiheng as a man this time.

Zhao Yiheng still lost his temper, brushed his face and ignored Mu Mingshu for a long time, and when he turned his head again, he saw the shiny scissors in her hand clicking, and he was so shocked that he almost bounced, and stammered: "You, you, what do you want to do?" “

Mu Mingshu didn't understand why Zhao Yiheng was so frightened at first, and he was stunned for a while, but when he thought about it clearly, his face turned red and he smacked him: "What, I've done too many bad things, and I'm scared?" “

As he spoke, he went down with a pair of scissors, cut the strip of cloth attached to his wound with a click, and asked casually: "You said I was your wife, so would I have done this to you before?" “

She kept moving, and neatly took the scissors and cut his pants directly through the side seams, but the pants were so rotten that they couldn't be worn.

Zhao Yiheng only felt that his lower body was cold, and his throat was a little dry and hoarse, and he didn't know what to say for a while, so he just lay on the big pillow.

Mu Mingshu was not in a hurry to speak, he could only speak willingly, but a pair of eyes looked at the wound on his buttocks, and carefully picked out the rags, those that had been sticking to the wounds had stuck to the flesh, so he mixed the medicinal juice from the back of the ink bamboo with boiling water and gently applied it to the wound, and then carefully picked out the rags after the sticking on the top softened.

After cleaning the wound, he sprinkled the powder from the porcelain bottle on top and re-bandaged it with clean gauze. Because the wound was on the buttocks, it had to be circled when bandaged with gauze, Mu Mingshu was a little embarrassed, and the movements of his hands slowed down, but he still accidentally touched that thing from time to time. At first, it was still soft to the touch, but after that, it became hard, and Mu Mingshu didn't know why there was such a change, but his face couldn't help but burn more and more red.

Zhao Yiheng was also embarrassed, he always felt that his self-control was still excellent, but he didn't want Mu Mingshu to touch it slightly

When the wound was re-bandaged, Zhao Yiheng and Mu Mingshu were both sweating, both of them felt embarrassed, and they didn't even dare to look at each other, but after half a loud sound, Zhao Yiheng coughed lightly and said: "That, anyway, you have seen and seen, and touched it, and wiped my body for me by the way, my trip was sweat and blood, which was extremely uncomfortable." “

Mu Mingshu glared: "Don't you have to inch in." “

Zhao Yiheng's mouth flattened, and he said extremely pitifully: "Isn't it injured for a husband?" He added, "Otherwise, you can go to the flower building and call me a good-looking girl to take care of me." “

"You" Mu Mingshu was annoyed for no reason, reached out and slapped Zhao Yiheng's uninjured big white leg, and angrily threw the towel in his hand into the basin, and said angrily: "Cheng, I'll look for it, I'm afraid that one will not serve well, is it good to find two or three?" “

She said this with a sour vinegar smell, that even she didn't know herself.

Zhao Yiheng was so happy that he smiled, took her hand, and begged in a good voice: "Good lady, what about laughing for your husband, you will be your person for your husband in this life and the next life, and you will be like jade in your life." “

Mu Mingshu still turned his face away from looking at him, but he didn't move a step under his feet.

Zhao Yiheng said again: "It's really uncomfortable for your husband, you can help your husband, just do it." “

There was a bit of pleading at the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and he couldn't hold it anymore, so he asked him to grind it half loudly and agreed.

Fortunately, Zhao Yiheng's injury was only on one side of the fart, and it was not a big problem to move slowly to the side, but Mu Mingshu stared at the son and grandson but couldn't do it for a long time, his palms were sticky and greasy, and he couldn't tell what it felt.

"If you want to be embarrassed, just close your eyes, after all, the wound is not here, but you are not afraid."

The area in front of Zhao Yiheng was indeed stained with a lot of blood, some of which had dried up and scabbed, which was very terrifying to look at, and it was no wonder that he said that it was uncomfortable.

Mu Mingshu coughed lightly uncomfortably, put the towel into the basin and rubbed it once, twisting it until it was wet, and then he really wiped it on Zhao Yiheng with his eyes closed.

I was afraid that if I couldn't control my strength, it would involve his wounds, so I also instructed: "Yes, if it hurts, you will make a sound." “

"Hmm." Zhao Yiheng smiled and responded obediently, but his body trembled involuntarily because of Mu Mingshu's touch.

Mu Mingshu was startled, and hurriedly opened his eyes: "Did you pull the wound?" “

saw Zhao Yiheng pursing his lips, blinking for a while before nodding slightly: "It's a little painful, you can help me take a look." “

Mu Mingshu didn't know why, he really thought that he didn't control his strength well, and was about to get up to take a look, but he was taken into his arms by Zhao Yiheng.

At this time, Zhao Yiheng's wound didn't hurt when he pressed on the couch, he really felt that everything was enough with Mu Mingshu, he grabbed Mu Mingshu's hand and pressed it on his chest, and said in a muffled voice: "It hurts badly, it hurts, it hurts."

Mu Mingshu lay on Zhao Yiheng in a very weird posture, she felt very uncomfortable, but she didn't dare to move, for fear of getting his wound, so she had to persuade her: "You, you let me go first, it's not in vain to get a wound for a while." “

Zhao Yiheng ignored her, grabbed her hand and lowered his head: "It hurts here, let's help the husband." “

Mu Mingshu shrank his hand in fright as soon as he was next to the hot thing, his face turned red, and he twisted and pinched it uncomfortably: "Don't make trouble, otherwise I'll be angry." “

Zhao Yiheng smiled lightly, stretched out his tongue and sneered at the root of her ear, feeling Mu Mingshu's body shake, and then eating and chuckling in her ear: "Didn't you just ask me, did you do this to me before?" In fact, the lady used to be much more gentle and watery, and she had a lot of tricks, and she could always make her husband want to live and die, so unhappy."

Mu Mingshu knew that these were meat words no matter how stupid he was, so he gritted his teeth angrily, and held back for a long time before he scolded: "Bastard, you are enough"

"Good lady, my husband is currently empty under his knees, but I can't let it suffocate, otherwise I will really cut off my children and grandchildren in the future" Zhao Yiheng forced Mu Mingshu to pinch his own thing, grabbed her hand, and taught her again and again

"You" Mu Mingshu struggled a few times, wanting to say something, but asked Zhao Yiheng to gag his mouth and probe into her mouth to grab it.

Mu Mingshu was anxious and angry, and whimpered a few times in his mouth, but the whole person couldn't move, so she could only let Zhao Yiheng toss, at this moment she knew that her own strength was too far from Zhao Yiheng, she was afraid that he was so sick that he might not be able to beat him.

Since she couldn't break free, Mu Mingshu just wanted this matter to pass quickly, she learned Zhao Yiheng's movements one by one, and her hands became faster and faster.

"Hmm"