Jiuye's little wife is sweet and sassy

Chapter 133 I Can't Understand You
Seeing Uncle Jiu put down his chopsticks, Yan Ruoxue stretched out his hand and said, "Let me see your hand."

"Ah."

Jun Wuyong stretched out his hand while paying attention to Yan Ruoxue's expression. If you look closely, you will find that his back is abnormally straight at this time, which is his reaction when he is extremely nervous.

Yan Ruoxue's eyes drooped slightly, and she skillfully removed the bandage, opened the backpack, took out absorbent cotton and liquid medicine, and wiped off the ointment on the surface of the wound.

With the cleaning of the potion, the wounds that had already formed scabs were exposed little by little. Jun Wuyong's lips were slightly pursed, and his eyes were fixed on Yan Ruoxue without blinking. His focused appearance seemed to be observing the prey, waiting for an opportunity to move. beast.

Gently brushing the dark red scab with her white fingertips, Yan Ruoxue felt uncomfortable with the blockage in her throat.

"Does it hurt?"

Jun Wuyong, who was always paying attention to Xue'er's expression, naturally did not miss the distress in Yan Ruoxue's eyes, and his back that had been tense all the time softened a little in an instant.

"It doesn't hurt." There was some gentleness in the deep voice, which was very pleasant.

Hearing this, Yan Ruoxue raised her head suddenly, her eyes were fierce, "Does it hurt? Can you injure yourself if it doesn't hurt? Can you do whatever you want before the injury is not healed? Can you lie to me if it doesn't hurt?" Speaking of the latter, Yan Ruoxue's The voice has choked.

"I'm sorry, I was wrong, good Xue'er, I will never dare again..."

The man apologized again and again anxiously and at a loss, his hands covered with blood scabs were still held forward, he did not dare to move, his dark eyes were full of caution and pleading, a bit like he was afraid of being killed by his master. Abandoned like a large animal, it looks pitiful.

Suddenly, Yan Ruoxue who was originally looking angry instantly curled the corners of her mouth, and the anger in her eyes dissipated a lot.

Realizing that she had been teased unintentionally, Yan Ruoxue couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. She clenched her right fist and put it against her lips to 'cough' a few times, then said in a serious voice, "No matter what happens, don't hurt yourself. do you know!"

Hearing this, Jun Wuyong hurriedly assured him with sincerity, "Understood, I won't hurt myself in the future."

How can he remember his illness at this time, now he only knows to keep Xue Er's smile, not to make her angry, not to make her hate him.

As long as Xue'er can accompany him like now, let alone this small request, even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of ​​fire, he will go for it.

"You must count what you say, and don't lie to me."

Yan Ruoxue knew very well that Uncle Jiu had some mental problems. Even after getting his guarantee, she still felt a little uneasy and asked for the guarantee again, wanting to make sure that he would not hurt himself.

"It counts, I won't lie to you." After finishing speaking, Jun Wuyong felt a sense of disharmony in his heart, but he couldn't tell exactly where the disobedience was.

Yan Ruoxue raised her hand with a smile, and stroked Jun Wuyong's hair.

The white palm ran across the smooth hair, and the warmth spread through the scalp along the brain to the heart. Jun Wuyong's eyes drooped slightly, and his fingers curled up slightly. Then, he lowered his head slightly, gently Shaking her head, her soft hair brushed gently under Yan Ruoxue's palm.

Sensing Uncle Jiu's movement, Yan Ruoxue paused for a moment, then touched it twice with a smile, "Good boy." After saying that, she reluctantly withdrew her hand.

Quietly twisting her fingertips, the soft touch still remained on it, and she couldn't help thinking to herself: No wonder Uncle Jiu liked to touch her hair so much in his previous life, it turns out that the hand feels really good.

Seeing that Xue'er was in a good mood, Jun Wuyong's throat twitched, probing, and said: "I picked two bodyguards... Let someone come over later, see you?"

"it is good."

Hearing this, Jun Wuyong secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Although he had arranged for someone to protect Xue'er secretly, if something really happened, he was afraid that the bodyguards would not be able to arrive in time. Now that Xue'er agreed to have someone personally protect him, he could also Take it easy.

Although he hasn't found out what Jun Changsheng and the others are going to do, but recently, the company's positions and personnel have been transferred too frequently, and that person's illness, he has to be careful.

Thinking of the recent abnormal changes in the company and the cooperation project of Kunyu Group, Jun Wuyong frowned slightly.

Seeing that Uncle Jiu's eyes were empty, as if he was thinking about something, Yan Ruoxue turned her head slightly, took out the ointment from her bag, and continued with the 'work' just now.

The sun shone on Yan Ruoxue's face, and her fair skin seemed to radiate light. She lowered her head slightly, her eyes were gentle and serious, and her small lips were as gorgeous as cherries, which made people want to pick one or two.

When Jun Wuyong came back to his senses, what he saw was such a beautiful scene.

The Adam's apple slipped slightly, Jun Wuyong hurriedly looked away and looked at his hands.

The white, soft little hands were stained with ointment, and gently stroked the back of his hand covered with dark red blood scabs. For some reason, Jun Wuyong felt that those little hands were particularly eye-catching, and the place touched was extremely hot and tingly. itch.

Slightly pursing his lips, Jun Wuyong looked away again, but this time, his eyes kept erratic, always moving around Yan Ruoxue, but he didn't dare to look at her.

"Okay." Putting the bandaged hands back on Uncle Jiu's lap, Yan Ruoxue urged again worriedly, "You promised me, be careful not to let the wound open, you know?"

"I know." Being told over and over again like a child, Jun Wuyong felt a little delicate in his heart.

Yan Ruoxue packed the scattered medicine bottles and tools into bags, glanced at the watch on the wall, and said, "I want to go shopping, wait for me to come back later, see you bye the bodyguard?"

Hearing that Xueer was going out, Jun Wuyong felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Looking at Xue'er's bag, Jun Wuyong took out his mobile phone from his pocket and said, "I'll make a call, and he will be there soon."

"Okay." Yan Ruoxue leaned back and nestled in the sofa, her eyes just fell on Jun Wuyong's hands, "Is that Doctor Tang your friend?"

In fact, she already knew that Uncle Jiu's hand injury was not that serious.

The reason why he cooperated with him was because he was curious about why Uncle Jiu pretended to have a serious hand injury.

The second is that she wants to know what it was like when Uncle Jiu took care of her in the previous life. Although she can't ask Uncle Jiu in the previous life, she can experience the feeling of taking care of Uncle Jiu.

Jun Wuyong straightened his back, fixed his eyes on the lazy Yan Ruoxue, and said, "High school classmate."

"Call me, I'll get you something to drink." After finishing speaking, Yan Ruoxue got up and walked out of the office.

Sitting alone in the office, Jun Wuyong pursed his lips slightly, doubts flashed in his eyes, he didn't understand why Xue'er stopped asking.

And, is Xueer angry because he colluded with Tang Wei to pretend to be seriously injured?

The recent bits and pieces of getting along with Xue'er flashed through his mind, and Jun Wuyong found that since Xue'er committed suicide by jumping off a building, he couldn't understand Xue'er more and more.

(End of this chapter)