Lu Limdee was defeated and accused dissatisfiedly: "Do you know why the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is bad? It's because there are too many trouble-provoking guys like you."

Provoking trouble?

Mu Yiyang raised his eyebrows.

This is the first time someone commented on him like this.

OK, he admits.

Who made him feel pretty good now?

Mu Yiyang glanced at her scalded little finger with his eyes.

He slightly closed his eyebrows and asked inadvertently: "What's wrong with the hand?"

"What's going on?"

Rosemary didn't react for a while.

She raised her hand and looked at herself, "Ah, you said this? It's nothing!"

She withdrew her hand and put it behind her back, saying disapprovingly: "Make a cup of tea and accidentally burned her hand, it's a trivial matter."

Mu Yiyang frowned.

"Are you always so careless in your work?"

"Yes, you only know?"

She looked "not ashamed but proud" and raised her eyebrows at him.

Mu Yiyang was helpless.

He knew that her hands were burned when cooking porridge, but he was also very sensible and did not expose her.

This girl has always been arrogant and even if he exposes her lies on the spot, she may not admit it!

"Hand, give it to me."

Mu Yiyang spread his palms to Rosemary.

Rosemary widened her eyes, looked at him in surprise, and then looked at his big hand, "What are you doing?"

Seeing that she was still carrying her hands behind her, Mu Yiyang had to get started by herself and forced her hand out from behind.

"Hey hey hey! What are you doing! What are you doing?"

Lu Lemmey also pretended to resist.

His little hand was held on by him and fell into his warm palm.

Perhaps she was worried that she would "escape", so as soon as she put it on, Mu Yiyang tightened his five fingers and firmly held her.

Rosemary's little heart trembled violently.

I had an illusion that it was not her hand that was being held, but her little heart.

Plop plop plop ———

The warmth on her hands was like a spreading fire, and in an instant, it burned along her skin and onto her face.

The ears are getting hot.

As her face turned red and her heart was beating faster, she saw the man in front of her, who seemed to have become magic and took out a ointment from her pocket.

Lu Limelli was shocked, "Do you know my hand is burned? Have you prepared ointment in advance? How did you know? Who told you what else did you know?"

She asked him several questions like a shell.

Mu Yiyang, who lowered his head to apply medicine to rosemary, picked up his eyelids and glanced at her, "Who will I answer you with so many questions?"

"Of course, answer all!"

"I don't know if your hand is burned, and no one told me, I don't know anything. Also, this medicine is not a scald cream, but a repair cream."

While answering, he pointed his index finger over and over again, slowly tying circles on Rosemary's fingers, and patiently thinking about oozing the medicine into her skin.

Well……

When did this piece of wood become so gentle?

Isn't this his wood attribute?

wrong!

"No, no, no, no..."

Lu Limelli was like a repeater, repeating the word "incorrect" several times in succession, and it was like avoiding a virus, and he wanted to take back his hands.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Yiyang seized her and did not give her any chance to escape.

The eyebrows have been locked into a deep word "chuan".

Lu Midie stared at Mu Yiyang with a panic look on his face, "Did you poison the ointment? My hands will be ruined in a while, right? My God, my fingers are red!"

She shouted exaggeratedly.

Mu Yiyang: "..."

He rolled his eyes to the sky with no end, "Your face is even redder. Will you be disfigured in a while?"

Lu Lemmey: “…”

I'll go!

I blushed and asked you to say it!

Talk too much!!

After being exposed, someone's face turned red even more thoroughly.

But she always pretended to be calm and composed, "You were fierce a quarter of an hour ago, but after a quarter of an hour, you became a different person. If it weren't for the poison in this medicine, you would have been infected! Like a wood, are you schizophrenia?"

A piece of wood said with a cold face: "You have imagination."

"You're just imaginative! Don't think that if you give me a medicine, I will forgive you. I don't appreciate this way of asking for peace."

“…”

When did he say he asked for a reconciliation? When did he say he wanted to ask her to forgive him?

This girl is really going to give herself a way out.

Mu Yiyang is funny.

After taking the medicine, she let go of her hand and put the ointment back into her sick bag, "Let's go!"

He turned around and strode back.

Rosemary still stood still without moving.

Blinked, blinked again.

Leave, or not?

Although Mu Yiyang did not look back, he seemed to have noticed her hesitation. He said in front: "My mother is waiting for you."

“…”

Rosemary stared at the back of his head in anger, but in the end she had to chase after him obediently.

In front, Mu Yiyang slowed down without revealing his mark. Hearing the footsteps she caught up with, his usual tight lips unconsciously raised a curve.

He had obviously made up his mind to stay away from this girl, but it was just a bowl of porridge, and all his determination was wiped out.

Even if the child gave a guarantee letter, it shouldn't be as quick as he regretted it?

Mu Yiyang, you are really unconscionable!

"Roasted wood."

Rosemary called him behind her.

"Um?"

Mu Yiyang subconsciously turned his head and responded.

After answering, he frowned in dissatisfaction.

What kind of messy nickname is this?

"Do you just like to give someone nicknames?" Mu Yiyang tightened his face.

"Ha! You deserve it to be fast?"

“…”

"Besides, I'm not a nickname for him, not everyone."

so?

To her, is it special?
To be continued...