His first love was meow

Chapter 646 Extra Story - Murong Bo Mu Mu 11
He seemed to know someone was coming.

Without any surprise, he opened the door directly.

Mu Mu was startled, and saw Murong Bo take a bag from a man dressed like a waiter.

He froze for a moment, turned around and went to the bathroom to take out his wallet, took out a few brand new red tickets from it, and handed it to the waiter.

It turned out to be something to buy!
Mu Mu slowly withdrew his gaze.

She just sat back when Murong Bo walked up to her and knelt on the ground with one knee.

Mu Mu was stunned, not knowing what he was going to do.

She moved her lips before she was in a hurry to speak.

Murong Bo suddenly reached out and put her injured foot on his own.

Mu Mu's eyes widened in disbelief.

He... what is he going to do?
The moment she was shocked, she saw Murong Bo take out a bottle of safflower oil from the bag just now, quickly tore open the packaging bag, then poured some out and rubbed it on her hands.

Pressed on her swollen ankle.

Mu Mu let out a "hiss..." in pain.

The back is straightened.

Murong Bo's fingertips obviously paused: "Does it hurt?"

Mu Mu was in so much pain that she could hardly find herself, she didn't even have the strength to speak, so she just nodded slightly.

Murong Bo's brows twitched lightly, and the strength of his fingertips was obviously much lighter.

After all, it is where it hurts.

No matter how light it was, Mu Mu still felt the pain so bad that his eyes were staring, and his whole body was not well.

The hands that were casually placed on the bed suddenly clenched the sheets.

Mu Mu closed his eyes, silently bearing the pain that was about to suffocate.

The strong smell of medicinal oil gradually spread in the room.

The burning sensation at the ankle penetrated into the bottom of her heart along the blood.

The clarity of that pain was all too obvious.

Just because it's obvious.

Only then could she clearly feel the strength of the fingertips that made her heart-piercingly painful.

Mu Mu was taken aback, and opened his eyes in disbelief.

She lowered her head slowly and looked at the man in front of her.

Murong Bo fixed her foot with one hand, and with the other hand, two fingertips drew a circle on her ankle in a clockwise direction.

Just at this moment.

Mu Mu suddenly felt no pain.

Murong Bo is... helping her massage and apply medicine?

If she remembered correctly.

He has a slight cleanliness.

Even in a hotel.

He also asks his assistant to bring a set of his own things, and never uses the guest room.

Just like the pajamas he was wearing at this time.

He should have brought it himself.

Her feet just rested on his leg to apply the medicine.

Obviously, the safflower oil had smudged several large and small blots on his pajamas.

If you keep kneading like this, even if you wash your hands for a while, you won't be able to wash off the strong smell of medicine on your hands.

Doesn't he even mind?
Mu Mu's heart twitched slightly.

She couldn't tell what kind of feelings she had in her heart.

and why?
Didn't he always dislike her?
Just when she wanted to give up completely.

Why did he suddenly treat her so well.

He should not know.

The firm fortress she built up with great difficulty is likely to be completely destroyed by these inadvertent seconds!
Mu Mu's eye sockets were a little swollen, and tears fell down inadvertently.

It happened to land on the back of his hand.

Murong Bo's fingertips stopped suddenly.

He raised his head in surprise: "It hurts?"

(End of this chapter)