The overlord became a spoiled wife in seconds after marriage

"Muchen, this is Miss Luo."

Father Xie put down the silver knife and fork in his hand, and looked coldly at Xie Muchen who was only eating with his head down.

"Oh," Xie Muchen raised his head slightly, licked his sultry lips, and took a tissue to wipe his mouth. If he hadn't lost his legs compared to others, he would be truly blessed.

"We've seen it."

Xie Muchen stretched out his hand to signal the servant to carry him off the dining table, sit on the wheelchair, and turned to leave.

Then Father Xie said again: "You are also married and have a child quickly."

"Let's talk about it another day."

Xie Muchen glanced at Luo Xiaowan unconsciously, his eyes lowered slightly, as if sizing her up, he dropped a dry sentence, not sure whether he said it to Luo Xiaowan or Xie's father.So he pushed the wheelchair towards the elevator by himself.

"you!"

"Li'er," Jie's mother opened her mouth. She was a mature and stable woman. She looked quite old, with deep traces of time on her face, but her complexion was as white as jade, her eyebrows and eyes were as tender as water, and there was a hint of tenderness in her words and conversation. The deputy lady looked like a lady: "Mu Chen had a car accident a few years ago and couldn't stand up anymore. His temperament is like this. You have to bear it."

Luo Xiaowan couldn't bear to look at the helpless smiling face like a mud hibiscus, so she lowered her voice and nodded lightly: "It's okay."

In the middle of the night, Luo Xiaowan took off her shoes and passed by Xie Muchen's room. She didn't care about that man at all, and when she passed by, she even had some instinctive disgust, so she quickened her pace.

"Uh...it hurts..."

Luo Xiaowan arrived at her door, and just about to open the door to go in, she heard the occasional panting sound from the next room, her heart softened, and she thought: What if something happened?

She slowly opened the door, and the person on the bed became silent immediately. When she got closer, she could see that the quilt was tightened as if someone was curled up inside, and was still trembling uncontrollably.

"You're not dead, are you?"

The person on the bed curled up together, his face was pale, his lips and teeth trembled weakly, his occlusal muscles tightened a few times, and he squeezed out a sentence from the gap between his front teeth: "You don't have to be sorry."

"It's cold, and there is chill in the bones, if you don't force it out, it will hurt to death!"

The man almost crawled out of the quilt, and his whole body was drenched in cold sweat. Your man finally showed his face. His stern face was covered with a layer of pale powerlessness. He was panting heavily, and he must have been in pain for a while.

Luo Xiaowan lifted the man's quilt with ease, and knelt down on the edge of the bed. Just as she was about to touch the man's calf, Xie Muchen trembled violently, and the veins on her neck condensed again, propped against the coral. The fleece sheets tightened again.

Luo Xiaowan raised her head and glanced at her without changing her expression, as if she was disdainful or sad for the incompetent person in front of her.

She slowly rolled up the silk pajamas on the man. The man was indeed very thin, and his ankle was so painful that Luo Xiaowan's forearm hurt. Except for the muscles on the calf, there were some obvious muscles on the back of the calf. There was an operation on the back of the calf a few years ago Strange scars, and the knees are like skin and bones.

Xie Muchen was a little embarrassed, and a little blush gradually appeared on his face, but he didn't know what he remembered, and changed his coldness again, with a sneer on his face, and said: "Aren't you very happy with me like this, you can't stop me anymore What are you?"

Seeing that Luo Xiaowan didn't react, he immediately followed up with the sarcastic words: "Forget it, before that old thing knows, you can pack up and leave tomorrow."

Luo Xiaowan still ignored the person who was trembling in pain, rubbed her hands together to warm the person's pale knees, Xie Muchen saw that Luo Xiaowan was still unmoved, and lightly said: "It's not enough, isn't it just to give you money?" gone."

Luo Xiaowan's face was expressionless, and she exerted a little force on the bottom of her hand. The kneecaps of the man made a crackling sound. The man immediately curled up like a shrimp, and the weightlessness of his legs made the person on the bed lose strength. She fell down on her body, her complexion was as pale as paper, she was sweating everywhere, and she was panting uncontrollably, Luo Xiaowan calmly pushed the man away from her body and fell on the bed.

The man didn't even bother to speak, he hugged his knee that was so painful like a needle piercing a bone, trembling.

Luo Xiaowan pulled back the quilt again, completely covered the man under the quilt, went out and never came back.

"How long has he been like this?"

"It's been like this every night for more than half a year."

"It's really stubborn."

Luo Xiaowan wrote something by herself in front of the lamp. She was not used to using a pen, and the words she wrote were crooked, and she could finally tell what it was.

"Go grab some wormwood, smoke him, and take him to the yard to bask in the sun tomorrow morning."

"The young master doesn't want to come."

Luo Xiaowan turned her head and smiled, her eyes became gloomy, her voice was very low and she really looked like a lady: "Even if it is tied, I have to tie him down!"

"Why do you tie me up!" The sun had already set in the middle of the mountain, and Xie Muchen was desperately unwilling to get out of bed. After several hours, several people couldn't hold him back, and finally pushed him onto the wheelchair, causing a mess in the house.

"I'm the young master of the Xie family! Let me go! Why do you listen to her!"

"I'm the young lady of the Xie family!" Luo Xiaowan pushed down Xie Muchen's shoulders, and pinned the man on the wheelchair. The tip of their noses was only a finger apart, and Luo Xiaowan's eyes seemed to have disappeared. Gentleness and patience, but a little more sarcasm and toughness.

Xie Muchen was taken aback by that posture, missed her gaze, and remained silent for a long time.

"Come on, tie me up!"

I saw the man in the dark blue-gold-blue silk pajamas was tied up, with a towel stuffed in his mouth, pushed out the door by a beautiful and thin woman, followed by a dozen bodyguards, who stopped at the Xiangyang side. On the lawn, the woman picked up the medical book in the bag on the back of the man's wheelchair, and leaned on the wicker chair in the garden to read it.

The grass exudes a greasy smell of tallow, and servants come over regularly to mow the lawn and pour tea for Luo Xiaowan and Xie Muchen. After a while, Xie Muchen was so roasted that he was exhausted and almost collapsed in a wheelchair.

"Miss Luo, do you want to..."

The housekeeper couldn't stand it any longer. Although it was already autumn, the sun was still shaking and people were dehydrated, but no one could afford it. Luo Xiaowan closed the book in her hand and looked at the man up and down, like ink. Ru Ren was sweating from his temples, and he was still the one who treated her coldly.

Putting her slender hands on his wrists, she raised her eyebrows.

"You are too imaginary, continue tomorrow."

He picked up the medical book and left without looking back.