Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 89 Planted in Mu Qingqing's hands

"Where are you hurt?"

Don't expose Song Yanshu's words, Mu Qingqing came here for business.

She wanted to see Song Yanshu to make sure that her memory was correct, but after seeing him, she found that there was no need to make sure at all, and she seemed to want to help him deal with the wound, but Mu Qingqing glanced at her hand, she thought it was her Put yourself on the shelf.

"On the back."

I thought that Song Yanshu would be reserved and perfunctory, and he could handle it, but who knew that after he finished speaking casually, he actually looked at her expectantly.

There is no concealment or discomfort at all.

Mu Qingqing really couldn't laugh or cry.

She is honest in her heart. When she met Song Yanshu in the past, because he was so beautiful, she always regarded him as a girl. Besides, the one who said that she saved him really wanted to help him bandage his wound at a young age. , but Mu Qingqing remembered that she pressed the whole alcohol pad directly on Song Yanshu's wound at that time. If he hadn't been able to bear it at that time, I'm afraid they would not be friends, but enemies now.

Seeing Song Yanshu frowning slightly, he seemed to have thought of something, and the corners of his eyes trembled faintly, and Mu Qingqing suddenly felt bad intentions.

"Then let me help you clean up the wound and bandage it first."

Song Yanshu, who originally planned to cooperate, suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

It's not that his injury hasn't been treated at all, it's just that he is limited after all. He didn't intend to make Mu Qingqing feel guilty when he saw his wound, but she changed her mind in a blink of an eye.

Anyway, the wound on his back wasn't too grim, and Song Yanshu checked it out himself. Right now, he really wanted to see if Mu Qingqing would really help him bandage it up without any psychological barriers.

Or, he wanted to see if, in Mu Qingqing's heart, she would keep a distance from him for the sake of Mo Liancheng.

This is a very risky approach, Song Yanshu still regrets why he didn't go to her earlier than Mo Liancheng four years ago.

Mu Qingqing's thoughts are not complicated, she naturally knows that a grown man's back is injured, although it is not a taboo part, it is not something that can be inspected casually.

But she thought of Song Yanshu as a friend in her heart, so she didn't have these thoughts. Right now, Mu Qingqing wanted to see what kind of reaction would be if someone like Song Yanshu was molested.

Facts have proved that Song Yanshu's reaction really surprised Mu Qingqing.

There was not much emotion in his pale eyes, and without even the slightest preparation, he reached out and began to unbutton the shirt on his body.

Being so informal, Mu Qingqing's eyes flickered, and she almost closed her eyes subconsciously.

"You... are you really serious?"

With beauty in front of her, Mu Qingqing felt that she was not very calm. Although she felt that flirting with Song Yanshu would definitely be a fulfilling thing, but now it is indeed different from when she was young.

After closing her eyes and waiting for a long time without a response, Mu Qingqing quietly opened one eye, and then she saw Song Yanshu looking at her with a slight smile and shaking her head. If it wasn't for Mu Qingqing's keen senses, she wouldn't have noticed his pale look. There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

It's really... very embarrassing.

These two people's way of getting along is more or less, at least Song Yanshu's sense of proportion is very good, and Mu Qingqing has not been aware of his feelings.

In the end, Mu Qingqing helped to re-bandage the wound on her back. This time, she didn't make Song Yanshu die of pain, and she was satisfied with herself. She didn't plan to stay here for a long time, so she left. Naturally, she brought it The medicine chest was left behind.

This private apartment is really quiet, Mu Qingqing thought of Song Yanshu's slightly nervous look in surprise when she came over, and looked outside where no one was seen, only thought it was probably an occupational disease.

Mu Qingqing didn't know, when she drove away, a coquettish woman with sunglasses in a silver lotus sports car not far away stared at the direction of her car for a long time, and then turned her gaze to Song Yanshu's building after a while. In an independent apartment.

The Mo residence is the absolute territory of Mo Liancheng, although she is familiar with it, but after four years, every time Mu Qingqing returns here, she doesn't feel like going home.

She no longer has the sense of belonging she wanted.

It's just that Mu Qingqing doesn't care whether Mo Liancheng regards her as the hostess here. Today, she found a friend from the past, and she feels that the happy days of childhood seem to be back for a moment, and she is probably happy.

It's just that even though Mo Liancheng didn't say anything about arranging a driver for her, Mu Qingqing was not surprised that he knew his whereabouts like the back of his hand.

Sure enough, after entering the hall, he saw Mo Liancheng sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, the coffee in front of him was lightly smoked, and Mo Liancheng's cold face was behind him, showing neither emotion nor sharpness.

It's just that Mu Qingqing's figure was getting closer and closer, and he raised his eyes, and his eyes were fixed on himself. The cold star-like eyes seemed to capture people's minds. She didn't want to be entangled with Mo Liancheng again, so she walked forward and sat down under Mo Liancheng's gaze.

Seeing that this little woman had no intention of explaining to him at all, not only did Mo Liancheng's eyes turn cold, but a faint sense of powerlessness spread from the bottom of his heart.

He really... fell into Mu Qingqing's hands.

Unaware of Mo Liancheng's powerlessness, Mu Qingqing stretched out her hand to rub the outside of the coffee cup to test the temperature, and when she realized that it was just right, she picked it up and took a sip.

This action made Mo Liancheng's eyes darken, and he stared straight at her.

"As you know, I went to Song Yanshu's place."

I don't know if Mo Liancheng is really enthusiastic about this kind of guessing game, or if he has to say it himself before he is willing to give up. Mu Qingqing didn't think there was anything wrong with going to see other men, so she raised her face. From the beginning, if you want to be more righteous, you will be more righteous.

"I know, it's just that you are unfamiliar with driving. Wherever you want to go in the future, I will send someone to take you there."

Unexpectedly, Mo Liancheng's tone suddenly changed, but he was somewhat understanding.

Mu Qingqing saw that his eyes had become gentle again, much softer than before, but she couldn't help but shuddered in her heart.

Although Mo Liancheng never plays cards according to common sense, but recently he seems to be very restrained in front of himself, but Mu Qingqing is more vigilant.

"Then I can go out at will in the next few days?"

Asked tentatively, seeing that Mo Liancheng didn't answer in a hurry, but instead took back the coffee she hadn't drank for a long time, took a sip slowly and frowned, obviously she couldn't drink any more, Mu Qing Qing was not in a hurry to hear his answer.

(End of this chapter)