Ye Jiujiu didn't know why, and looked at Feng Mojiang, but found that the other party's ice blue eyes seemed to be darker and deeper than usual, and they became more and more unpredictable.

Ye Jiujiu simply withdrew her gaze and stopped exploring, people are non-humans who have lived for hundreds of years and don't know it, and it is normal for her to not be able to read.

After thinking about it, Ye Jiujiu simply put his injured foot on the sofa and planned to bandage it himself.

The wound had been cracked, and the gauze that had been bandaged had oozed blood, so he took out scissors from the medicine box, cut the gauze, and was about to take the gauze off, when his hands were held down by a pair of cold hands.

Ye Jiujiu raised her head, there was a shadow in front of her, and Feng Mojiang's long and straight body was standing in front of her.

"The scabbed wound is stuck to the gauze, and if you do this, the injury will be aggravated." Feng Mojiang said, his long body squatted in front of Ye Jiujiu, his face was resolute and serious, the temperature of his hands was as cold as frost, but his movements were unexpectedly gentle.

Ye Jiujiu looked at Feng Mojiang with some distraction, the other party was lowering his eyes, concentrating on dealing with her wounds, his hands were slender, his slender fingers were knuckled, and his nails were cut very flat, it didn't look like a hand holding a gun to kill people at all.

These hands should be more suitable for playing the piano.

Looking along his hands, Ye Jiujiu saw Feng Mojiang's face, this face, the more he looked at it, the more familiar it seemed to be, Ye Jiujiu thought for a while, but he didn't think of where he had seen Feng Mojiang.

People like Feng Mojiang, if you have seen it, you should be able to remember it deeply, right?

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Jiujiu asked, "We, did we know each other before?" ”

Feng Mo paused the movements in his hand slightly, and then slowly raised his head, there was a trace of expectation in his ice-blue eyes, but he hid it very deeply: "Do you remember ......?"

When the words came to his mouth, he was swallowed back by Feng Mo and changed to: "When?" ”

How is it possible to remember Ye Jiujiu? She was still very young at that time, not to mention that memory, he didn't want Ye Jiujiu to remember it.

So, when it came to his lips, he changed it to 'When?' ’

Obviously a question.

When? Ye Jiujiu shook his head: "I can't say." ”

When she said this, would Feng Mo think that she was trying to get close?

Feng Mo will speed up the movements of his hand, quickly bandage Ye Jiujiu's wound, and then quickly put down her pants and get up without squinting: "These days, you can live here." ”

"Huh?" Ye Jiujiu didn't react for a while, and when he reacted, he hurriedly shook his head: "No need, I'll just go home." ”

Feng Mo will no longer speak, nor will he stay, get up without squinting, and leave.

Ye Jiujiu sat on the sofa, saw that Feng Mojiang left without saying a word, thought about it, stood up, and said to the back of Feng Mojiang leaving: "Boss Feng, then I'll leave first, thank you today." ”

Feng Mojiang's footsteps paused, and then continued to walk forward: "You rest first, and train in ten minutes." ”

As if he hadn't heard Ye Jiujiu's words at all, Feng Mo would go upstairs.

Teach...... Training?

But today, her legs are injured, and with such high-intensity training, her legs will be wasted.

Boss Feng wouldn't have deliberately let her train in order to get revenge on her, right?

Shaking his head, if that's the case, you don't need to bandage her at all?

Although he didn't understand, Ye Jiujiu really didn't say anything about leaving, sat on the sofa, and waited for the wind to come.