Itchy and greedy

After Feng Tingbei was pushed into the small utility room where Mu Huan lived, he hung up the phone to Gao Ke as he listened to Mu Huan's footsteps gradually moving away.

Gao Ke thought he had asked him about the baby supplies but he had arranged the arrangements, not so quickly.

Unexpectedly, the eldest young master gave him a new task, "I suffered a little injury on my back. Go and find me medicine and let my injury not heal."

Gao Ke was surprised, "Why?"

It’s a big deal for the eldest young man to be injured, and the injury has always been bad. Isn’t this torture?

"Do as you do." Feng Tingbei ordered coldly.

He couldn't explain it clearly to Gao Ke in a word or two, so he simply refused to explain it, and just told him not to tell the Feng family about his injuries, so as not to worry about the elderly and young people in the family.

He sent his medical records to Gao Ke, and must ask the doctor who dispenses the medicine to accurately grasp the dosage. He did not want his back injury to get better, but he could not get worse, otherwise he would not be able to take care of Mu Huan.

It was difficult to stay, and he couldn't waste every second of the opportunity to get along with her.

After explaining, Feng Tingbei hurriedly went over to check it out when he heard a ping-pong sound from the kitchen.

From the distance from the room to the kitchen, he ran very fast, but after running to Mu Huan, he looked pitiful, "My back hurts so much, no one can help me, I can't even walk on the road."

"What are you doing?" Feng Tingbei's voice was very gentle, so gentle that Mu Huan put down the knife that chopped the bones in his hand.

"I can't tell this?" Mu Huan spoke deliberately unhappily.

When Gu Xiaofu was here, she did the difficult work of chopping bones. Now Gu Xiaofu didn’t know where to watch a movie by Feng Tingbei, so she didn’t even answer the phone.

"I'll chop the bones. I'm strong and fast." Feng Tingbei looked like he wanted to help, but his back hurt so much.

Mu Huan was embarrassed to call a patient to do a rough job, and waved his hand, "Forget it. You are a patient, and it's hard to even stand firm."

"This is how you help me and I'll chop it up." Feng Tingbei not only wants to help his own woman, but also creates opportunities for intimate contact between the two.

"If I support you, your back will not hurt?" Mu Huan was distracted. After slashing with this knife, the big stick bone was still fine, and a large piece of the blade was broken.

"I'll do it. There's nothing wrong with your chopping method, it's just that it's too tempting." Feng Tingbei held his waist and slowly moved towards Mu Huan.

Mu Huan had to reach out to support him with his trembling appearance.

The kitchen slips. If this guy accidentally slips and gets hurt on his back, the day to drive him away will be far away.

It is easy to help Feng Tingbei in front of the chopping board, but how should we help him next?

When Feng Tingbei wanted to chop off his bones, Mu Huan was not just a crutch for him, but also as his support to support him.

After the two of them debugged for a long time, Mu Huan almost gave up. Feng Tingbei grabbed Mu Huan's hands and pressed them on the underside of his chest and ribs.

"Use some force to help you stabilize." Feng Tingbei was as powerful as a kitchen overlord, but in fact he had never entered the kitchen. For the male owner of the Feng family, entering the kitchen was a matter of losing his identity.

So it is no exaggeration to say that he can't even recognize kitchen utensils.

"I've helped you, you're chopping it up."

Mu Huan stood behind Feng Tingbei, his eyes fell from his broad shoulders in the Pacific to his narrow waist, then to his buttocks, and two straight long legs below.

Go back and forth, nowhere to be placed.

Before, she stood behind Su Yifan many times. She said that Su Yifan's figure is not bad, but she never felt itchy and greedy.


Chapter completed!