Chapter Seventy-Two: Old Wounds
Leng Qingxi was holding the manuscript and distracted, but he heard a yin and yang strange voice behind him: "Yo, who did I say, it turned out that you came back." What are you doing with a big living pestle, it scares me to death. ”
Leng Qingxi turned around and saw Ling Fei'er patting her chest in a fuss, leaning on Mu Xuncheng's arms, looking at herself defiantly.
"Boring." Leng Qingxi snorted secretly in his heart, but ignored them. In her heart, she had already automatically blocked these two people.
She turned around and began to sort out the design drafts, without taking the pair of "golden boys and girls" standing behind her in the slightest.
"Hey, the surname is cold, I'm talking to you, why are you not polite at all." Ling Fei'er felt very angry when she saw that Leng Qingxi ignored her, and she had the feeling of punching the cotton.
Leng Qingxi sneered, and continued to face the two people with his back, not speculating for more than half a sentence, he and these two people really had nothing to say.
"Brother Xuncheng, look at her arrogant appearance, there is no one in her eyes." Ling Fei stomped her feet angrily, so she had to go to Mu Xuncheng to complain.
Mu Xuncheng saw Leng Qingxi obediently coming back, and he was still a little happy at first, but when he saw Leng Qingxi's attitude, he was also a little angry. This woman, always like this, always has to find some unhappiness for herself.
He stepped forward and grabbed Leng Qingxi's wrist, forcing her to stop what she was doing, and turned her head to look at herself: "Is this how your family taught you?" Don't you know that when someone talks to you, they have to look at the other person? ”
Mu Xuncheng grabbed Leng Qingxi's slender arm, the distance between the two people was very close, Leng Qingxi's breath was almost hitting his face, the two people seemed to have not been in such close contact for a long time.
A faint aroma filled Mu Xuncheng's snort.
"You ......" Mu Xuncheng opened his mouth, but forgot what to say.
Leng Qingxi had a pair of beautiful eyes, sparkling water, a little angry, and a little aggrieved looking at Mu Xuncheng, the eyes of the two people met, and they were stupid for a while.
After a while, I didn't come back to my senses.
When Ling Fei'er saw this scene, she only felt that the anger was surging, and she pushed Leng Qingxi away, but she used ten percent of her strength to divide the two of them in one hand.
Leng Qingxi was caught off guard, and was pushed to the ground by Ling Fei'er, her waist hit the corner of the table, she already had an old disease, coupled with this violent impact, Leng Qingxi snorted, sat on the ground, and trembled in pain.
Ling Fei'er made a victim appearance: "Brother Xuncheng, what are you doing!" ”
Mu Xuncheng was so troubled by Ling Fei'er that he came back to his senses, just now he actually had the illusion of being tempted by Leng Qingxi, which made him feel uncomfortable.
In order to hide his discomfort, he comforted Ling Fei'er softly.
Ling Fei'er glanced at Leng Qingxi, and seemed to feel that she had won a game, so she stopped making trouble and turned around and went back to her room.
Leng Qingxi was still sitting on the ground, his body shrunk into a ball, and the collision just now happened to hit the place where he was injured before. Now she can't even stand up.
Mu Xuncheng looked at her, feeling a little unbearable, but when he saw the people around him who were probing his brain, he still couldn't let go: "What? Aren't you amazing? Fei'er just pushed you, you don't have to act like this. ”
Leng Qingxi's face was bloodless, and her lips trembled, at this time, she didn't have the strength to say a word more. She just kept her head down, not wanting Mu Xuncheng to see her vulnerability.
Mu Xuncheng saw that Leng Qingxi still didn't react, so he took a step forward and raised Leng Qingxi's chin with one hand: "I see that you are getting more and more excessive now, it is necessary for me to teach you the truth of being a man." ”
Raising Leng Qingxi's head, Mu Xuncheng found that he didn't know when, Leng Qingxi's little face was already full of tears, and on his pale face, only his lips were bitten by her.
"You...... You okay. It's just a bump, is it so exaggerated? Mu Xuncheng was a little panicked when he saw Leng Qingxi's appearance.
He hesitated, picked up Leng Qingxi, and walked towards the sofa.
Leng Qingxi was held in Mu Xuncheng's arms, and was still protesting in a low voice: "Let go of me, don't worry about you, Mu Xuncheng, you let go of me." ”
Mu Xuncheng was a little crying and laughing: "I said, if you lose your temper, you have to look at the timing, wait a while, I think you will faint." It's not for me to help you then. ”
Mu Xuncheng gently put Leng Qingxi on the sofa, and was about to reach out to see Leng Qingxi's tightly held waist.
"You, what are you going to do, I don't have to worry about you." Leng Qingxi refused weakly.
"I'll see how your waist is, don't worry, I'm not interested in you." Mu Xuncheng replied casually.
Ignoring Leng Qingxi's resistance, he gently lifted her clothes, only to see that her white skin was bruised, and even a little black, lining her skin, looking extremely hideous.
It was good to be injured before, but now that it has hit the wound again, anyone will not be able to stand it.
Mu Xuncheng hurriedly asked his subordinates to bring safflower oil.
"You give me the medicine, I'll do it myself." Leng Qingxi is still struggling uselessly.
"Yourself? How do you medicate yourself? Don't challenge my bottom line, otherwise, do you want Lao Zhou to give you medicine? Mu Xuncheng sneered.
Leng Qingxi was silent for a while, let go of the hands that were protecting his clothes, and said hesitantly: "Then, can you at least send me back to the room?"
Mu Xuncheng then remembered that the two of them were still in the living room, looking at the servants who were hiding in the corner and whispering, Mu Xuncheng suddenly felt very unhappy.
He roared: "Whatever you see, get out of here." ”
When the people were roared at by him, they were all scattered.
"It's okay this time." Mu Xuncheng said proudly.
Leng Qingxi stopped talking, but closed his eyes in pain. The pain in her lower back made her no longer have the strength to argue with Mu Xuncheng.
Mu Xuncheng lifted Leng Qingxi's clothes and said with a smile: "Leng Qingxi, your face is big enough, I have never given medicine to others, you are the first." ”
Leng Qingxi smiled bitterly in his heart, this kind of thing, whoever wants it will take it, in short, he doesn't feel the slightest bit lucky. Just ask, who caused your injury, it's not you and your little lover.
But now, Leng Qingxi really doesn't have the strength to talk to him about this.
To Leng Qingxi's surprise, Mu Xuncheng's action of giving himself the medicine was extremely gentle, and after applying the medicine, he even gave himself a massage, and the technique was not bad.
Mu Xuncheng said proudly while massaging: "How is it?" I'm okay, right? You're the first person to enjoy my Mu Dashao's exclusive massage techniques. ”
Mixed with the pungent smell of safflower oil, Leng Qingxi actually had a feeling of drowsiness.
After Mu Xuncheng finished the massage, he clapped his hands and said, "Okay, how is it, isn't it much more comfortable." After a few days, the bruise subsided, and it was fine. ”
He talked for a long time, but found that Leng Qingxi did not respond at all, and when he bent down to look, he found that Leng Qingxi had actually fallen asleep.
Mu Xuncheng couldn't help laughing, looking at her face with tears still hanging on it, a rare trace of tenderness rose in his heart.
He casually picked up the blanket on the sofa, gently covered Leng Qingxi's body, and turned around and walked into the bathroom.
After washing away the smell of medicine on his hands, Mu Xuncheng walked out and found that Leng Qingxi showed no signs of waking up, he stood next to the sofa for a while before he bent down, picked Leng Qingxi up, and slowly walked towards Leng Qingxi's small room.
Behind her, at the corner of the stairs, Ling Fei'er happened to come downstairs to find Mu Xuncheng, seeing this Mu, she lightened her steps, stood in place, looking at Mu Xuncheng's back, her eyes were vicious, Brother Xuncheng, do you know what you are doing.
Leng Qingxi was woken up by the alarm clock, and when she looked at the time, it was already seven o'clock, she sat up from the bed suddenly, and fell back hard.
The pain in her lower back reminded her of what happened last night, that Ling Fei'er, she was all responsible.
There is also Mu Xuncheng, the cat cries and pretends to be compassionate, and actually pretends to medicate himself, no, he clearly remembers who is on the sofa and when he returned to bed?
Leng Qingxi thought about it for a long time, but he didn't remember how he got back to the room. Maybe I walked back in my sleep. She scratched at her hair, fidgeted.
"Oops, no, I'm going to be late." Leng Qingxi doesn't have time to think about this anymore, there is an important meeting today, and he can't be late.
Holding her waist, she slowly got up from the bed and made her way to the bathroom with difficulty.
After washing, Leng Qingxi walked out with a pile of documents, walked to the door, and found Lao Zhou standing at the door, seeing himself, he greeted him, and seemed to be waiting for him.
"Hello, Miss Leng, the young master ordered me to send you to work today."
"Take me to work?" Leng Qingxi was a little confused, what the hell is this Mu Xuncheng doing, is he afraid that he will contact Wen Shizhong again? It's too much.
"Yes, the young master just ordered me to send you to work, I don't know the rest, if you have any questions, you should ask the young master directly."
Leng Qingxi looked at the time and decided not to talk to Lao Zhou, just because she was about to be late, why didn't she sit in a car to send her, as for the purpose of Mu Xuncheng, she didn't bother to guess, anyway, could it be worse than her current situation? ”
Thinking of this, Leng Qingxi no longer hesitated and got into the car with peace of mind.
The car drove out of the yard, and Mu Xuncheng stood on the balcony, watching the car disappear, before turning back.
When he turned around, he found that Ling Fei'er was looking at him with grievances. Mu Xuncheng was a little unnatural, and suddenly had an illusion that others had seen through it.
"Brother Xuncheng, why are you so good to her, you can't like her." Ling Fei'er asked with a crying voice.
"Don't talk nonsense, how can it be, what is my attitude towards that woman, don't you know?"
"However, I saw you carrying her back to the room last night, and today I arranged for a car to take her to work."
"That's because she's hurt, and if you hadn't pushed her, I wouldn't have done that."
"Brother Xuncheng, you actually accused me of that woman." Ling Fei'er had an expression of disbelief on her face.
"How can I have, okay, don't mess around. I'm busy, so I won't put any effort into this kind of inconsequential person, okay, I still have something to do, so I'll go first. ”
"Someone who doesn't matter?" Ling Fei'er muttered.
Brother Xuncheng, is it in your heart, I am also an inconsequential person. Except for my sister, who else can walk into your heart.
Ling Fei'er looked at Mu Xuncheng's back, a bitter smile appeared on her face, Leng Qingxi, it seems that I underestimated you and was too merciful to you, don't blame me, who let you get in my way. Do you know how much effort I put into being able to stand by my brother's side? I'm not going to let you take away what belongs to me.