Ye Jiujiu didn't know what Feng Mojiang was thinking at all, but she didn't feel uncomfortable because Feng Mojiang's overly cold and stern tone, after all, this matter was her fault first.

She thought that the reason why Feng Mojiang was so serious and cold was because she missed the appointment.

The pain from the calf became more and more intense, Ye Jiujiu tried his best to put the strength of his body on the other leg that was not injured, and then, looking at Feng Mojiang's ice blue eyes, said: "Boss Feng, yesterday's matter, I'm sorry, I delayed some things, and I didn't have time to tell you, so you waited for a day in vain......"

"I didn't wait." Feng Mojiang pursed his lips, making his jaw even more resolute and serious, he really didn't wait, he kept following her.

"Ah...... That's it! Ye Jiujiu had a period of loss, and a little bit of self-inflicted embarrassment, people didn't wait for her at all, yes, why did Feng Mo wait for her?

Feng Mojiang glanced at Ye Jiujiu's pale face, and his already cold face sank more and more: "Come in." ”

Ye Jiujiu hesitated, she couldn't train today, what if Boss Feng threw her into the training ground?

After thinking about it, Ye Jiujiu decided to go first and then speak, I don't know why, there is always an aura on Feng Mojiang's body that people can't refuse.

What's more, she didn't want to refuse.

Feng Mo will be kind to her, not only this training base, but also every time she is the most desperate and dark, she can always hear his voice, as long as she hears his voice, all the fear, despair, as if they become non-existent, she will become full of strength.

It's like in that secret room, when facing five Tibetan mastiffs......

"Sit down." Feng Mojiang pointed to the leather sofa in the center of the dark-toned living room, which was close to black in brown color, and motioned for Ye Jiujiu to sit on it.

Ye Jiujiu swallowed his saliva, looked at Feng Mojiang, the sofa, are you sure you want her to sit down? Not here to train?

"Sit down." Feng Mo repeated, but his tone was obviously lower than the last time, with a slight hint of impatience.

Aren't you afraid of pain if you're still standing even though you've been injured?

Ye Jiujiu sat down, and then looked at Feng Mojiang: "Boss Feng, I can't train today, and I have a little injury." ”

"Hmm." Feng Mojiang hummed, sat on the other side of the sofa, and stopped talking.

After a while, the housekeeper walked out of the house, took a medical kit, walked in front of Ye Jiujiu, then squatted down, and said to Ye Jiujiu: "Miss Ye, your wound has cracked, let me help you re-bandage it." ”

How does he know my wound is open? Wait, how did he know I was hurt?

In other words, Feng Mojiang also knew that I was injured a long time ago?

How do you know?

Ye Jiujiu's thoughts turned a thousand times in his mind, but his face was calm, as if he didn't think too much about it, he stretched out his legs, and let the housekeeper mechanically roll up her loose pants.

The wound was on the calf, and as the trouser leg gradually rolled up, the fair and slender calf gradually revealed, and her complexion was very white, and the white skin was stained with red blood, which strangely showed a bewitching illusion.

Feng Mojiang's breathing tightened, his brows frowned slightly, and he said to the housekeeper, "You go down." ”

"Yes." The butler gently put Ye Jiujiu's leg back, straightened up, and respectfully stepped back without asking any reason.