Meng Shao divorced his wife and kept loving him

Meng Zhiyang said he was coming back before ten o'clock, but he was back before nine o'clock.

When he was standing in front of the degree's house, he couldn't understand that he would come back early because he thought about Lian Wuyi's change of dressing. When he came back, he didn't go back to his home, but went directly to the degree's house, because Lian Wuyi was here!

He rang the doorbell, but after waiting for a while, no one came to the door. He rang it several times, but still no one came to the door.

Frowning, he looked at the combination lock and thought for a moment, then opened the lock cover and pressed six zeros, and the door opened.

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he said contemptuously to himself:

"What a stupid pig, you can guess the password right away."

He opened the door and walked in, but only saw a laptop in use and some papers on the coffee table in the living room, which looked like a serious business.

He walked over to look at the documents displayed on the computer, all in French.He picked up the paper written in Chinese on the coffee table and looked at it. The content turned out to be the French content on the computer, but the content on the computer had not been translated yet.

Meng Zhiyang's mind turned around for a moment, she remembered that Lian Wuyi could understand his French before, he thought she only understood a little, but he didn't expect that she was proficient at all.

But why did she go, and why was she nowhere to be seen?

He looked around, because the layout of the house was the same, so he could easily guess which guest room Lian Wuyi would probably sleep in.

Walking to the door of a closed room, Meng Zhiyang knocked on the door, but still no one answered.

In the end, he didn't care if anyone was there, he opened the door and looked, and he knew that Lian Wuyi was sleeping in this room.Because not only the decoration resembles her style, but also the whole room has her fragrance.

He walked in, and he heard the hum of a hair dryer in the closed bathroom in the room, probably because she was drying her hair, no wonder she couldn't hear the doorbell.

But she was not all injured, and the doctor also told her not to touch the water for a few days, so why did she touch the water in the shower?
He was worried about her when the hair dryer in the bathroom stopped, and then the door opened from the inside.

As soon as Lian Wuyi opened the door, she saw a person. Before seeing who it was, she was scared by the first reaction and screamed with her head closed and her eyes closed!
Meng Zhiyang didn't expect that he would scare her like that, he quickly grabbed her wrist and said aloud:
"It's me, don't be afraid!"

Hearing the familiar voice, Lian Wuyi slowly opened her eyes and raised her head to look at the speaker. After confirming that it was Meng Zhiyang, she complained with a little cry:

"Why are you scaring me like this, I thought there was a ghost!"

"Will you see it if it's a ghost?"

Meng Zhiyang wanted to laugh a little, but when he saw her wronged and misty eyes, he couldn't laugh anymore, instead he felt a little guilty.

"I rang the doorbell, but no one answered, so I just walked in."

He never apologized, and he didn't know how to appease people, especially women, so he could only change other topics to avoid embarrassment.

When Lian Wuyi heard him mentioning her coming in, she remembered to ask him:

"How did you come in? Did you ask Brother Cheng for the gate password?"

"Do you think I'll have his contact information?"

"Then how do you know the password?"

"The pig's brain of the degree is unwilling to remember too many messy numbers. He will only use the simplest and most mind-free numbers for this kind of trivial password setting."

"Then how many times did you press the correct password?"

"It takes several times, but once is enough."

Although there was too much "hatred" against Xing Xing when he was young, Meng Zhiyang knew Xing Xing's habit very well, so he guessed the password right as soon as he guessed it.

Lian Wuyi suddenly covered his mouth with a "pop" and laughed, and then he couldn't help laughing.

Meng Zhiyang frowned, not understanding why she suddenly laughed!However, it was the first time he saw her smiling so happily and sweetly in front of him.

As she laughed, her long hair, which was completely scattered on both sides of her cheeks, fluttered like silk, and exuded the faint scent of sweet-scented osmanthus that he was familiar with.

However, he felt that her laughter was a joke, and he squinted his eyes and asked in warning:

"What are you laughing at, what's so funny?"

If she dares to laugh at him, he will make her look good!
Lian Wuyi might not be afraid of him anymore, he smiled happily, didn't pay attention to his warning, and replied foolishly:
"You and brother Cheng are like enemies, but you understand each other like brothers. I think your relationship is very cute."

"What did you say? Say it again, who is a brother to whom?"

"Of course it's you and Brother Cheng...uh...!"

Lian Wuyi only felt that when his waist was hugged by him, her lips were blocked by him, and he... kissed her again!
This time, Meng Zhiyang kissed for a short time, but before his lips left her red lips, he bit her lips lightly.He didn't bite the skin, but it hurt Lian Wuyi.

He pushed her away slightly, but still held her waist and watched her silent.

Lian Wuyi also looked at him, and her lips moved. Even if she was confused this time, she still wanted to ask why he treated her like this again?

"Why did you kiss me again!"

She begged him not to treat her like this. If he always releases this kind of ambiguity to her, she will be serious, and she will think that he likes her too!

However, Meng Zhiyang replied to her:

"Because you said something wrong, this is punishment!"

"Then please change your punishment method in the future. I don't want to accept this kind of punishment."

Lian Wuyi was bored, how could he like her?She even felt that she was not worthy of him, so how dare she expect that he would fall in love with her?

"How to punish me has the final say!"

Meng Zhiyang looked at Lian Wuyi's disappointed expression, and for some reason, he was in a good mood.

However, he remembered his purpose of coming back to see her, looked at the linen nightdress she was wearing, and before Lian Wuyi could reply, he asked:

"Have you changed your medicine?"

Lian Wuyi listened to his question, she looked under her gauze-wrapped arms and said:

"Not yet, I said I would change my hair after I washed it."

"I thought you even took a shower."

"It's a wash, but I have an injury on my back and can't touch the water, so I...!"

In the middle of talking, Lian Wuyi suddenly thought of something, and she almost discussed with him how to take a bath.

"Uh, how long have you been back? Are you hungry? The supper is upstairs in the kitchen. You can..."

"Get the medicine first."

Meng Zhiyang pulled her to the bed and asked her to sit down, asking:

"What about the medicine?"

"I can take the medicine myself."

Lian Wuyi was a little surprised, he seemed to mean to help her with medicine.And it should be only after nine o'clock. Could it be that he came back early thinking of her injury?

"Can you heal the wound on your back?"

As Meng Zhiyang said, he had already seen the medicine on the bedside table, ignored what Lian Wuyi wanted to say, he brought the medicine over by himself, and then he also sat down and picked up one of her hands and carefully took out the gauze Down.

When Lian Wuyi's injury was covered, it was hard to see how serious it was, but when the gauze was removed, it was red and swollen.

"Damn, why is it so serious?"

Meng Zhiyang cursed in a low voice, he thought it was really just a little scratch, but he didn't expect her injury to be much more serious than he thought.

Her hands were already delicate and tender, so she didn't know if they would leave scars after being scratched so deeply.
"Actually, it's okay. The doctor said that it will look more serious in a few days. As long as the medicine is changed properly, the redness and swelling will disappear in a few days."

"Okay, what's good, can't you call it bad if you have to break your hand?"

I have seen people who have a lot of troubles, but I have never seen someone who has a lot of troubles like her. She traded her own injuries for others to be unscathed. Is she full and supporting herself?

Meng Zhiyang was obviously angry, but Lian Wuyi felt very happy. Her hand was a little painful at first, but seeing his furious look, she didn't feel any pain at all.

"I'm injured, why are you so angry, and you even help me apply the medicine yourself?"

Lian Wuyi watched him gently apply the ointment for her, she boldly asked him in a low voice.

Meng Zhiyang's action of applying the ointment for her paused for a moment, but he looked up at her and said:

"You are my maid, and it happened just to give me lunch. As your boss, don't I take the responsibility for this?"

Lian Wuyi smiled faintly. Although he said she was a maid, he also said that she was his maid. She had a feeling of being monopolized by him, but she didn't dare to be too proud of it.

"You're not my boss, Meng... Aunt Yan Zhu is, and my salary is given by Aunt Yan Zhu."

Lian Wuyi almost said that old man Meng is her boss, but she still dare not directly let him know that she and old man Meng know each other.

"Are you looking for my salary?"

Meng Zhiyang looked at her again, with a slight smile on her lips, she was obviously worrying about his true thoughts about her, but she didn't dare to say it clearly.

"No, it's the same for anyone anyway."

Anyway, it's all the Meng family's money, and it's the same for whoever she takes. In short, she owes the Meng family money.

"Speaking of salary, I see that there are copywriters translating outside your living room. Is that also your job?"

Meng Zhiyang just took a look at the copywriting to be translated. At first glance, the product descriptions of some companies need to be translated into foreign languages.

"Well, my job at night is to translate some copywriting."

"All in French?"

"No, there is also English and Russian."

Meng Zhiyang was slightly stunned, he was not surprised by English, but she also knew Russian, and she could also do professional translation.

He began to wonder why she was willing to be a maid since she was so good, was it really just because of the money?
As the two chatted, the wounds on Lian Wuyi's hands were all bandaged up again with good medicine.

Meng Zhiyang tidied up and said:

"Undress and lie down!"

"what?"

Lian Wuyi grabbed the dress on his chest in panic, and looked at him incomprehensibly.

Seeing her defending him like a wolf, Meng Zhiyang frowned, stared at her and said:
"Don't use your imagination to program me, I'm not interested in thinking about a woman with injuries all over her body."

"Then why do you want me to undress, and me..."

"How can I give you medicine without taking off your clothes and lying down?"

The corner of Meng Zhiyang's mouth twitched angrily, what was going on in her mind?

Although Meng Zhiyang just wanted to help her apply the medicine, Lian Wuyi was still embarrassed, even if he didn't do anything to her, the injury on his back had to expose more than half of his skin to be able to apply the medicine, how could she show him the nerve?
"Forget about the back, I... myself..."

"Do you have hands and eyes on your back? Don't talk nonsense. If you don't take off your clothes, be careful and I will take them off for you. If I take them off, your nightdress may be scrapped."

Meng Zhiyang leaned closer to her ear on purpose, and added in an evil voice:
"Do you want me to take it off for you or do you take it off yourself?"

Lian Wuyi shrank, she moved her body back and looked at him blushing, and then looked at her nightgown, if she really wanted to take it off, she had to take it all off to take the medicine.

She really wanted Meng Zhiyang to compromise and ignore her back injury, but looking at Meng Zhiyang's unnegotiable expression, she hesitated for a while and said:
"Then I'll go and change into a more convenient dress, and then... take the medicine!"

In the end, it was Lian Wuyi himself who compromised.

Meng Zhiyang didn't object, anyway, his purpose was to help her apply the medicine, and she could wear whatever clothes she wanted.

Lian Wuyi's so-called convenient clothes were a skirt that was unzipped from the back. She lay obediently on her stomach and asked Meng Zhiyang to unzip her back.

Hearing the sound of the zipper being slowly unzipped, Lian Wuyi's body became stiff, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists.

Even if she couldn't see it, she could feel his hands tightening her nerves as if touching her back from top to bottom.

And his eyes must have been staring at her ugly back because of the bruises. She herself felt ugly, so he must be the same, right?