Mu Fan, a man with very good-looking brown eyes.

After losing her guard, she carefully looked at the person in front of her who took care of herself.

With his head down, he gently drugged her arm, which she had accidentally scratched on the way down the mountain from a tree branch.

Her long, inky hair hung down behind her ears and hung down on her body, tickling. The long eyelashes, slightly curled, cast a shadow on the face thickly, which is very beautiful.

Mu Fan, a man who is as good-looking as jade.

This was the final conclusion that Ji Yao came to, and he didn't understand why he was so good to himself.

After taking the medicine, Mu Fan put away the medicine box.

Goo –

A strange sound sounded, Mu Fan raised his head, and Ji Yao looked at him with a flushed face.

He smiled, put the medicine box away, and walked out, and after a while, he came back again, with an extra bowl of porridge in his hand.

"You haven't eaten for a long time, so you can only drink some porridge first, and when your stomach gets used to it, I will make you something to eat." ”

Mu Fan picked up the spoon and blew it, and after making sure it wasn't hot, he sent it to Ji Yao's mouth.

Ji Yao obediently opened her mouth and drank.

The porridge was boiled very well, not thin or thick, and Mu Fan patiently fed it spoonful by spoonful. Ji Yao was indeed hungry, hula-la, and soon a bowl was at the bottom.

Mu Fan stretched out his hand to wipe away a little residue from Ji Yao's mouth.

"Thank you. Ji Yao said softly.

Mu Fan, who had just turned around, paused.

"Do you remember your name?"

Of course, I remember my own name.

"Ji Yao, my name is Ji Yao. ”

"Yes. Mu Fan nodded.

Ji Yao looked at Mu Fan, he seemed to be very happy when he heard his name, this was also the first time she saw him smile, but the corners of his mouth were so curved, it was a good arc, which blinded her.

Inexplicably, I like this smile from the bottom of my heart, it's very clean, it's a pure smile.

It's just that Mu Fan in front of her is always shrouded in a faint sadness, indescribable, but she can feel it, it's so strange, it can almost be said that it is a stranger's emotions, she can feel it clearly.

She didn't like that feeling, it was a bit overwhelming.

Mu Fan didn't ask more, didn't even tell her how he found her, brought her here, and retreated to let her rest.

Ji Yao closed her eyes and soon fell asleep, really a little tired.

When I woke up the next day, there was nothing in the house, and Ji Yao got up from the bed.

She was wearing only a white undershirt, and there was already a set of clothes on the table, so she picked up the clothes and put them on her body.

The style and size of the clothes are almost the same as the one on my body yesterday, although I feel strange, but the clothes are still worn, and the strange style is very good.

Did he do it overnight?

No way, he couldn't make such clothes overnight, or he went out to buy them.

Trying hard to put it on her body, Ji Yao's forehead was already secreting a layer of fine sweat, and she hurriedly started to wash the basin stand next to her.

The door of the house creaked open, and Mu Fan walked in.

"Up?" Seeing Ji Yao standing by the bed stupidly after washing his face, he walked over and gently sorted out Ji Yao's clothes, skillfully, just like dressing himself.

Tie the silk around her waist, Mu Fan tied a beautiful knot, Ji Yao looked down, she could only tie a bow, and it didn't look good.

"Thank you. Ji Yao lowered her head and said, not seeing the bitterness flashing in Mu Fan's eyes.

"That's the fourth sentence you said to me, the second thank you. ”

Ji Yao looked up at Mu Fan in astonishment, and Mu Fan had already turned around.

"The cupboard is full of your clothes, if it's not enough, tell me again. ”

"You, why are you so kind to me?" looked at the closet full of clothes, she was more suspicious than surprised, even a little suspicious.

"Because, you are my master. "Faint words, no superfluous emotions, bland like talking about today's weather.

"Come, I'll help you comb your hair. Mu Fan didn't look at Ji Yao with a shocked expression, but pulled her to the dresser and sat down.

Ji Yao looked at herself in the mirror, and her little face looked stunned because of shock.

Master, he said he was his master, what did he mean by that? She didn't understand it again. After thinking about it, his eyes were attracted by Mu Fan's skillful technique behind him in the mirror.

Mu Fan stood behind him, holding a comb and gently combing Ji Yao's hair, skillfully and gently, without squeezing her in the slightest.

There is a lot of hair on his head, obediently like a little sheep in his hands, without a trace of trouble, and after a while, a tassel bun is completed, Mu Fan opened the small drawer under the table, which contained some women's hair accessories, and he took out a pair of white jade hairpins from it and pinned it to her hair.

The woman in the mirror looked pretty, and Ji Yao felt déjà vu in a trance, as if, this hairpin, this hairpin, was hers, and it should be matched like this.

For a while, I was confused.

"I still like it. Mu Fan's voice sounded in his ears, pulling back Ji Yao's confused expression.

"Yes, I like it. ”

Mu Fan's skillful technique made her feel strange in her heart, how could a man be so skilled in combing a woman's hair accessories.

She remembered a horror movie she had watched before, in which the heroine got lost in a forest with her friends, and found a house in the woods, and there was only one man in the house, and the heroine and her friends stayed temporarily, and the nightmare began. Friends disappeared one by one, all life and death are unknown, and there are many strange things around her, the heroine began to suspect the owner of the house, and finally found that the man made everyone into hanging line dolls, living, hanging line dolls made of people.

After reading it at the time, Ji Yao scolded the man's psychological perversion~ pervert, dolls, dolls, are made like people called dolls, they are already people, why do they want to make ~ dolls. It's just a perverted ~ perverted murderer.

This also made her feel inexplicably furious when she saw dolls and the like for a long time.

Could it be that he is also that kind of pervert~ pervert?

In his mind, Mu Fan was dressing up a woman in a room, and a wall behind him was full of girls with their eyes open and motionless, and each girl's dress was different. And on the stool in front of him, it was his expressionless self with open eyes, and she was his next collection!

Ji Yao shivered instantly, her heart was furious, and Mu Fan, who looked at the mirror, also felt weird.

"What's wrong?" Mu Fan saw that Ji Yao's face was wrong.

"No, nothing. Ji Yao replied.

"Well, if you feel uncomfortable, just tell me. Mu Fan stroked the long hair behind Ji Yao's back, "I'll help you bring breakfast." ”

Waiting for Mu Fan to leave, Ji Yao immediately rummaged in the room. In the room, there was no voyeuristic hole or secret room or anything like that.

She lay on the bed and tapped the bed board hard, will this bed be like the one on the TV, press somewhere, it will open, and then she will fall in, and then you will see a room of women.

Outside the door, there was the sound of footsteps, and he returned.