Forced Marriage: Super Petite Wife

Mu Yufan stopped.

Why does it surprise him every time he meets this woman.

What kind of routine is this.

No.

One second ago, I was like a child, stealing milk and drinking ice here!

She still has milk foam on her mouth. She hasn't had time to remind her.

The knife and the fighting and killing are not in line with her current image.

"What's the matter with you?" Mu Yufan asked.

His voice was a little nervous, not because he was afraid, but because he felt something wrong with Cheng Yi.

Cheng Yifu holds his neck behind his back.

His voice was weaker than usual. Now the whole person seemed to hang on him.

"Are you hurt?" Mu Yufan asked.

Cheng Yi really overestimated his strength.

Her hands were shaking.

"Don't worry. Don't threaten me like this. I'll help you too." Mu Yufan raised his hands and gently advised: "let's put down the knife first, shall we?"

Mu Yufan bravely grabbed Cheng Yi's wrist and twisted it

The knife fell to the ground.

Cheng Yi loses her support and falls to the ground.

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't mean to..." Mu sifan quickly bent down to check her situation.

The more you look, the more you feel wrong.

Is this Cheng Yi?

Why can't even hold the knife.

"What's the matter with you?" he asked softly, frowning.

Cheng Yi is full of frustration. He sits on the floor. Although the ground is warm and not cold, his heart almost stops beating.

She stubbornly turned her head away, and big tears rolled down.

"Alas!" Mu Yufan panicked.

Where did he see the process like this.

"You... Are you crying?" he knelt on the ground, tilted his head and wanted to see Cheng Yi's face clearly. "Why? I said I'm sorry, I don't know you..."

He looked around and ran to the tea table in the living room to get the napkin.

At this time, he saw the wheelchair by the sofa.

The expression on mu Yufan's face gradually became dignified.

He quickly ran to Cheng Yi, still kneeling and bowing, and kept handing Cheng Yi paper towels.

"Are you hurt? I saw the wheelchair. Is that yours?" he asked.

Cheng Yi angrily took a paper towel and wiped her tears.

It's hopeless.

What are you crying about? Don't cry.

She scolded herself in her heart.

But I don't know why, I was very sad, like someone secretly stuffed a lemon, and tears couldn't stop pouring out.

At this time, if the people around you are indifferent, maybe you won't cry again.

Mu sifan always thinks he doesn't see it.

But mu Yufan comforted softly: "don't cry. Why are you sad? Is your foot hurt? Can't it be cured? Medicine is very developed now. I know many orthopedic experts. I will help you. It's no big deal. Don't cry..."

Maybe he went abroad at a very young age. His friends outside are either ABC or people from other countries.

Mu Yufan's Chinese is not as formal and round as the rest of the Mu family. He always has some elusive Hong Kong and Taiwan accent and is particularly gentle.

"Why do I tell you not to cry? Instead, there are more and more tears..." Mu Yufan's action of handing the napkin is more and more frequent.

He sat cross legged, facing Cheng Yi, hiding under the kitchen cabinet.

Like two children who broke a bowl and hid from sniffing after being taught by adults.

Cheng Yi crumpled the napkin that had wiped her tears into a ball and threw it into his arms.

"Shut up," she yelled.

Comfort fart.

I don't understand anything.

"If you talk more, you will be killed by thunder immediately." Cheng Yi has a thick nasal cavity and has no lethality when cursing.

Mu Yufan smiled bitterly: "well, I'm killed by thunder. I don't speak. I'm dead, eh..."

He pulled the corners of his mouth, fell back, and kept twitching, as if he had really been struck by thunder.

It's actually funny for such a tall man to do such a move.

Cheng Yi couldn't laugh.

Mu Yufan pinched his throat and said, "well, mu Yufan is dead. Now I'm an angel living in his body. I'm a kind angel. Do you have anything you want to say to me? I won't tell others. I'll keep it a secret for you."

"Will you die early?" Cheng Yi broke into tears and kicked him angrily.

However, she can't make her strength. She has made ten percent of her strength. It seems that she is coquettish in the feeling of admiring Yufan.

An angel?

That's funny. Why are you so cheeky? You're all demons. There's no angel.

"Shit angel, it's like shit." Cheng Yi wiped away her tears and forced herself to stand up.

Mu Yufan opened his eyes, got up quickly, held out his hand to her very gentlemanly and said, "do you need my help?"

Cheng Yi said, "your family doesn't have a good thing. Get out of here."

"Are you sure you want me to go away?" Mu Yufan sighed and said, "I think you have a problem. I go away. It's estimated that no one can help you."

With long legs, he pushed the wheelchair over and let Cheng Yi sit in the wheelchair.

He pushed Cheng Yi to the sofa, sat down by himself, turned his wheelchair, and forced Cheng Yi to look at him face to face.

"How did you get into this? Was it hurt by who?" Mu Yu asked seriously.

Cheng Yi said, "don't hypocritically ask questions. If you want to help me, take me out of here. Don't mention a word to your brother."

"Why?" Mu Yufan looked at Cheng Yi in surprise.

Cheng Yi's upper lip is still covered with milk foam.

Mu Yufan wants to wipe off the stain with a napkin, and feels that Cheng Yi is very cute.

He did nothing in order not to offend her.

"Why not!" Cheng Yi stared into his eyes and said word by word, "I'm not hurt. It's all your brother who did this to me. He turned me into this and put me under house arrest. Do you believe it?"

"Si Si......" Mu Yufan's tone sank.

He nodded unconsciously.

He believed it.

Sisi has an extraordinary desire to protect her own things since she was a child.

"Do you want to leave?" Mu Yufan asked.

"Would you like to take me?" Cheng Yi asked.

"Yes." Mu Yufan nodded.

Cheng Yi can't believe it.

How could he be willing to help himself? Wouldn't he be on his brother's side?

True or false.

"You asked me to take you away to prove that you trust me." Mu Yufan said, "why do you start to doubt me now? Let's go. I have an appointment at 3 p.m. if I don't go, it's too late."

Cheng Yi nodded.

Mu Yufan looked at her sweater and said, "it's not good. It's a little cold outside. I'll get you a coat. Wait a minute."

With straight eyes, he brought a white Burberry coat and a pink scarf.

The scarf almost covered Cheng Yi's face. She sat in a wheelchair and was pushed out of the cage.