The fingertips tentatively touched the red marks, and as soon as she touched a little, she gasped in pain!

There are still some faint signs of swelling, if nothing else, she is about to have a sausage mouth?

Thinking of that picture, Si Mianmian's face was so gloomy that he could almost drip water, and he warned himself countless times in his heart that impulsiveness was the devil, and he must not push himself into the clutches of the devil because of a momentary impulse.

Out of the bathroom, Si Mianmian sat back in place as if nothing had happened, and continued to eat in large gulps.

Dayou regarded the food as Si Zheyu, his teeth rattled, and he wanted to use this to respond to a certain demon, but his appetite seemed to be better, moving his chopsticks slowly and methodically, even eating was elegant and noble!

Si Mianmian saw that he didn't have any shame at all, and his face became even darker!

After eating, Si Mianmian lay on the sofa on his back, constantly inhaling cold air in an attempt to relieve the hot pain in his mouth.

If you had known, you wouldn't have died! In order to be quick for a while, God knows how hard she opened her mouth, she didn't feel anything on her head just now, but now after relieving herself, she only felt pain!

Si Mianmian really thinks she's crazy, what are you doing if you can't get along with yourself? She is not Sun Wukong, no matter how angry she is, she can't defeat the Great Demon King! It's still a high-grade breed of the thousand-year-old fox demon belly black version!

She was wrong, and she couldn't be more wrong! As far as Si Zheyu's character is concerned, wave after wave of unsettled waves, this grievance, I'm afraid that it won't be able to collapse for a lifetime!

Just when she was depressed by herself, Zhang's mother came over with a bag of ice packs and asked worriedly

"Miss Si, are you okay, do you want to take an ice pack and apply it? It can reduce the swelling and feel better. ”

Hearing this, Si Mianmian's eyes lit up, flashed a little tears, and nodded wildly.

The moment he put the ice pack on his mouth, Si Mianmian felt like falling into a clear spring in the world, and he almost grew a pair of wings and flew up!

Holding an ice pack in his hand, Si Mianmian thanked Zhang's mother with a solemn face

"Thank you, Mom Zhang, you are such a good person!"

Immersed in the redemption of ice packs, Si Mianmian didn't notice that Zhang's mother wanted to speak and stopped, in fact, Zhang's mother wanted to say that Mr. Si asked her to give it to her, but Mr. Si specially instructed her not to say it.

Zhang's mother sighed and retreated.

I don't know what Mr. Si thinks, but the master's business is not something that the servant can figure out.

The rooms have been renovated with black marble floors, luxurious European beds, ornate crystal chandeliers, and European-style dressers filled with imported cosmetics and skin care products.

There are European-style wall clocks hanging on the walls, exquisite carved bookcases are neatly lined up with books that Si Mianmian can't read, and various designer bags and clothes have been added to the wardrobe.

Simple European style, noble and elegant mood, the air is full of fresh and elegant aromatherapy, and the tired heart has also been infiltrated.

The ice pack has been replaced, and after Si Mianmian took a bath, he put the ice pack to his mouth and fell asleep on his back.

Not long after Si Mianmian fell asleep, a dark shadow entered the room, but Si Mianmian was unaware.

The next day, the morning sun dispelled the silence of the night, dyeing it a thin shade of red.

The early riser eats three meals, and the late lazy man eats twice.

Yesterday was because she was too tired the night before, but in fact, her routine has always been very good.

To be precise, she just doesn't want to skip a meal! People live for a bite of food, but Si Mianmian lives to eat more, wasting all his time on sleep, no, before, way!