Mysterious president owes a lot

In the morning, Mu Zechuan opened his eyes and saw He Jiayin sitting in front of the dressing table.

He turned sideways, put his head on his arms, and looked at her: "He Jiayin, how did you feel last night?" He just woke up, and his voice was a little hoarse, but it sounded more sexy because of it.

"What?" She turned her head and looked at Mu Zechuan puzzled.

"That is, which one do you like?" Mu Zechuan smiled evilly: "Which pose do you like?"

Only then did He Jiayin understand what he meant, her face flushed, and her ears turned red.

Pervert, asking her this kind of question early in the morning.

Seeing that she was silent, Mu Zechuan wanted to tease her even more: "I like the last time the most. You called my name many times! Isn't it very comfortable?"

"...boring!" She smeared skin care products on her face indiscriminately, then simply packed up and walked out of the bedroom.I accidentally knocked over several bottles of lotion.

Mu Zechuan couldn't help but find it funny seeing her series of flustered performances.

I sat up and stretched, and was about to take a bath when I heard a bang outside.

He hurried out, and saw Jiayin collapsed under the stairs, curled up.

He ran down in two or three steps and helped her up: "What's wrong?"

Li Ma said from the side: "The young mistress just rolled down the stairs for some reason."

Feng Rui and Mrs. Mu were not in the living room, only Mu Zebing was sitting at the dining table watching the excitement and sneering, gloating.

"Where did you fall?" Mu Zechuan touched Jiayin up and down, very worried.

Jiayin bumped her head and sprained her ankle.

She stood up straight and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

"fine."

"I'll take you to the hospital." Mu Zechuan was still in his pajamas, and was about to drag her out.

"I'm really fine." Jiayin took two steps to show him: "I still have to go to work, so I won't go to the hospital."

Mu Zechuan ignored what she said was fine, and looked at the stairs: "Why did you fall down?"

"It's just that my feet slipped and I didn't step on it firmly."

Mu Zebing couldn't help laughing, and quickly covered his mouth.

Mu Zechuan saw it, thought for a while, and then went up the stairs to check.

Sure enough, the carpet on the top step of the stairs was artificially loosened a lot, and it was easy to slip if you didn't step on it properly.

He glared fiercely at his sister.

Feeling guilty, Mu Zebing quickly stuck out her tongue, grabbed her schoolbag and went to school.

Mu Zechuan kept his composure, came down and said coldly, "Mama Li, the carpet is loose, you should quickly find someone to fix it, and don't let this happen again."

"Yes, sir."

After Mu Zechuan gave his orders, he picked up He Jiayin and walked out.

"Mu Zechuan, what are you doing? Let me down!" This was in Mu Mansion, there were so many servants in the house, He Jiayin felt so shy being hugged by him like this.

Mu Zechuan naturally refused to let her go, so he stuffed her into the car and drove to the hospital.

In fact, the ankle was sprained, but the victim did not suffer serious injuries.

But Mu Zechuan was very worried and asked her to undergo various examinations, and in the end she even had to undergo an EEG.

"Mu Zechuan, I just sprained my ankle, don't you need to be so exaggerated?"

"You fell down the stairs! What if you have a concussion? You are stupid in the first place, and I'm afraid you will be even more stupid in the future!" Mu Zechuan said with poise.

He Jiayin really wanted to shoot him to death, if it wasn't for the fact that she cared about him by looking at him...However, my heart is still very sweet, even though he said she was stupid.

Finally, it was past nine o'clock in the evening after the inspection.Mu Zechuan once again confirmed with the doctor that he does not need to be hospitalized, and then brought He Jiayin back to Mu's residence.

It was midnight when I got home, and Feng Rui was still up.

Seeing Mu Zechuan entering the door with He Jiayin in his arms, he couldn't help frowning: "What's wrong? Don't you know how to walk?"