In Gu Yan's concerned eyes and gentle ointment action, he blurted out: "She...... Is it someone you like? Why don't you marry her and marry me? ”

It's impossible to take it back......

Mu Wange didn't know why she asked the question in her heart, this shouldn't have been the question she asked. But what had happened in the kitchen just now, now he was gently helping her apply the ointment, and the way he looked at her just now seemed to be reproaching her for her carelessness, making her seem to see a look of distress in his eyes......

Gu Yan paused for a moment to apply the ointment, slowly raised his head, and looked at Mu Wange's eyes as if he wanted to suck her in.

"You don't need to know."

You don't need to know. ’

The man's voice was very cold, as if he had been touched and should not be touched, the voice was in strong contrast with the gentle movements of his hands, Mu Wange's heart was like being stabbed with a needle without a trace because of his answer, the pain was not obvious, but it was very real.

You don't need to know, he said.

It means that he doesn't need to know the reason why he doesn't marry the woman he likes and marries her, and he doesn't deny that the woman he just called is the woman he likes.

In fact, I already knew in my heart that Gu Yanshen would talk to her in such a gentle tone, and would lie in front of her that he was a servant, and the intention of not wanting the woman on the other end of the phone to misunderstand was obvious, if he didn't like it, how could it be.

Why? Why ask when you know the answer?

Mu Wange is very clear in her heart.

It's only been less than a week, and this man can easily stir her emotions and make him easily influenced by her.

He was as dangerous as she had been first imposed, a hundred times more dangerous than she had initially estimated.

She would ask, just to clear herself up. From his mouth, he knew that he did not leave himself a trace of fantasy possibility. Put out the small fire that shouldn't exist in your heart before it burns.

But why, if he was really sure that the woman named Yunshu was his sweetheart, his heart would be so uncomfortable.

"Hmm."

Mu Wange quickly adjusted her mood, hummed in a low voice, and then stopped talking.

Gu Yanshen's gaze stopped on her face for a few seconds when he was rubbing the wound, and he looked at the woman with a calm face and didn't care, and didn't say anything more.

When the bedroom is quieter, the other senses are more sensitive.

Gu Yanshen's initial attention was on the wound, but when the ointment was applied, his fingertips rubbed against Mu Wange's delicate and fair skin.

The scent of jasmine emanating from the woman's body lingered between her noses, teasing the evil fire that had not precipitated in the man's body, and quickly rushed upward.

Just halfway through it in the kitchen, Gu Yan's deep throat knot was rolling up and down with those fragrant pictures.

When Mu Wange noticed something unusual, she subconsciously pressed the neckline of her bath towel. As everyone knows, when she pressed her hand like this, her softness before the moon was wrapped in a bath towel, and she pressed it hard, squeezing out half of the white and tender skin, which still had the mark that Gu Yanshen had just left in the kitchen.

The imprints he left behind, the eyes of the stinging man were crimson. The big hand buckled on the knee suddenly went up, slid into the bath towel and reached the inner thigh, and the man's body also leaned forward, supporting Mu Wange's side with one hand, and finding his thin lips.

Syllable......

Gu Yanshen's big hand had not yet touched Mu Wange's mysterious area, and he had been slapped directly and neatly by Mu Wange's raised hand.