Lu Limmey didn't expect that he would be arrested for "spying information".

So she simply raised her neck, straightened her back, and strode out, looking open and as if nothing had happened.

Mu Yiyang looked at her with his eyebrows closed.

In order to hide his guilt, Lu Limmey said, "I'll pour water."

What a coincidence!

He also came out to pour water.

Lu Limdeen walked barefoot towards the water dispenser at the end of the corridor.

Fortunately, her water cup was still on the water dispenser.

Lu Lemmey walked over, picked up his water cup, and found it under the water dispenser.

Because she was thinking about the embarrassing things she had just said, and wondered if Mu Yiyang would see what she was thinking, so she didn't notice that she was receiving hot water.

When the cup was almost full, she came to her senses.

He quickly turned off the faucet.

Turn around...

A long black shadow stood upright behind her.

"ah----"

Lu Lemme screamed in fear.

The person almost crashed into the wall.

The tea cup in his hand fell to the ground with a "bang" sound.

Fortunately, the water cup is made of a special material and cannot be broken.

But the hot water in the cup was poured on her instep.

"hiss--"

She was so painful that she sucked her breath and cursed in anger: "Mu Yiyang, are you a ghost? You walked quietly. You want to scare me to death. Is it...hey, what are you doing?!"

Before Lu Limmey could finish his complaining, he suddenly picked up the air.

Lu Lemme's body stiffened.

But Mu Yiyang didn't say a word, hugged her and walked in big strodes.

He kicked open the bedroom door and went straight into the bathroom.

"What are you...you're doing?"

Lu Liede looked confused.

Mu Yiyang's face was gloomy. After carrying her into the bathroom, he put her under the shower.

He took off the lotus spray head again, turned on the cold water, squatted down, and rushed up to her burnt instep.

Lu Liddee was stunned.

He looked at the man squatting beside him in shock.

I couldn't believe my eyes at all.

Mu Yiyang This is...

Are you afraid that she will be scalded?

Who is Mu Yiyang?

Isn’t it that arrogant and arrogant man who looks at her, Lu Leeded, a hundred unhappy man?

Why is he willing to squat here and treat her with condescending grace?

Lu Lemme's heart was beating wildly.

It seems that it may rush out of the atrium at any time.

Water eyes stared at the man at his feet, looking dazed.

He lowered his head and kept focusing on her instep.

Throughout the whole process, the contour lines were tight and the face looked bad.

And, there is no word or word.

After rinsing the cold water for about ten minutes, he turned off the water.

He pulled a tissue, wiped the water from her feet for her, and then picked her up again, returned to the bedroom, and placed her on the big bed.

During the whole process, Mu Yiyang still didn't say a word.

He walked to a glass cabinet again and skillfully took out a medical box from it.

He walked to Lu Lemmey, took out the scald cream, squatted in front of the bed, grabbed her feet, and placed them on his legs.

He doesn't speak.

Lu Limmey didn't dare to speak either.

I only know that my heart is violently hitting my heart with a "dong dong dong dong" and "dong dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong" and "dong dong dong" and "dong dong dong" and "dong dong dong

Mu Yiyang's hands were obviously very cold, but they were held on her instep, but they seemed to wrap her like fire.

It burned her skin and almost burned into her heart.

A few beads of sweat were unconsciously emerging from her forehead and on the tip of her nose.

Because of shyness, she moved in his palms with a twist.

"Don't move!"

The man warned her in a deep voice.

Holding her hands on the instep, tightening the force.

It seems like she is afraid that she will be unbearable.

At that moment, Lu Limelli felt that what he held tightly seemed to be not his feet, but her heart...

The palms are wet and sticky...

A hint of shame was instantly stained with a hint of blush on his cheeks.

Lu Lemmey never dared to move around again.

There are more and more sweat beads on the forehead...

Mu Yiyang squeezed out the scald cream and applied it to her bit by bit until he made sure that all the areas where the scald were applied were applied, and he finally let her go.

Mutuo, who hadn't spoken from beginning to end, finally said the first sentence, "Does it hurt?"

Lu Lemme was in a state of stuttering.

My little face turned even more red.

Unexpectedly, his first words were to care whether she felt it hurts...

Is he caring about himself?

Lu Lemmey bit her lower lip and shook her head.

That look, innocent and pitiful.

Mu Yiyang's throat slid tightly, put the ointment into the medicine box, and got up.

He didn't say anything anymore, turned around and went into the bathroom to wash his hands.

Lu Limelli sat on the bed, staring at his left back in a daze. He had an illusion for a few seconds, as if he had seen Mu Yiyang, who was obedient and caring to him in the past.

This is how Mu Yiyang used to be. He always leaves no room for good to her.

After washing his hands, Mu Yiyang came out and silently put the medicine box back into the cabinet.

Turn around, strode out, "Go to bed early."

He regained his usual indifference.

It seemed like nothing happened between the two of them just now.

Those so-called concerns are just her Lu Lemme’s illusion?
Chapter completed!