The fast travel host is a real boss

Chapter 137 Admitted to Qingbei (25)

The young man Xu didn't expect that it was so late, and there was actually a person in the living room. His slender figure was taken aback for a moment, and after a while, he stretched out his hand and quietly closed the door.

Fu Yan looked at the boy suspiciously, did he come back so late?
When the boy passed by a wall lamp, Fuyan saw the wound on the corner of the boy's eye through the dim light.

Fuyan took a box of yogurt from the refrigerator and walked towards Jiang Mu, "You are hurt."

"Ah."

Fuyan sighed helplessly, pulled Jiang Mu's wrist and led him to the sofa, "Come back so late, have you eaten yet?"

The boy moved his lips, "...not yet."

"Treat the wound first." Fu Yan glanced at the wound at the corner of Jiang Mu's eye. It seemed that someone had beaten him, not a fall or a bump. "Where's the medical kit?"

Fuyan hadn't encountered such a situation yet, and his familiarity with Jiang's family was far inferior to that of the hired people at home.

Jiang Mu raised his finger to a place.

Fuyan found it easily, and brought the box over. The things inside were complete. Fuyan took the disinfectant and cotton swabs, "Can you do it yourself?"

Jiang Mu didn't speak, but silently raised his hand, looking at Fuyan with dark eyes.

The fingers with well-defined joints are spread out at different distances. The slender and white fingers are simply the welfare of the hand control party, but the backs of the hands are red all over, and there are faint signs of broken skin, which looks shocking.

Seeing Jiang Mu like this, Fuyan somehow felt that Jiang Mu was cute, like a big injured dog, so cute.

Jiang Mu silently said no, Fuyan felt it.

Fuyan smiled fondly: "That's fine, I'll do it."

Fuyan's eyelids drooped slightly, and she poured the disinfectant on the cotton swab. During the whole process, not a single drop was spilled, "It may hurt a little, but I think you can bear it."

After all, they will fight, so how could they still be afraid of pain.

Fuyan knelt on the sofa, leaned forward, and approached Jiang Mu slightly.

The faint fragrance spread to the nostrils, Jiang Mu raised his eyelids slightly, and looked at the girl who was close at hand, his white Adam's apple moved slightly, gently drawing a sexy and seductive arc.

Jiang Mu ignored the pain coming from the corner of his eyes.

During the action, the distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer, and their breaths were intertwined.

Just as Fuyan wanted to blow Jiang Mu's wound, she suddenly realized that the distance between the two of them seemed a little too close. At that time, there was another voice outside the door. Jump forward.

The girl's soft body fell into her arms, Jiang Mu blinked.

"Smoke?"

"Little Mu?"

The two voices spoke at the same time, and it could be heard that there were different degrees of shock in them.

Fuyan quickly withdrew from Jiang Mu's arms, stood up and looked at the two people at the door, explaining: "Jiang Mu is injured, the sound of your opening the door scared me, that's why the scene you just saw happened."

Fuyan finished talking about what happened in one breath, and raised her hand, "Look, I still have a cotton swab in my hand."

Retreating softly, Jiang Mu's deep gaze fell on Fuyan, her thin lips were tightly pressed together, and she didn't say a word.

The two people at the door were Jiang Qi and Lin Jingyan who came back from their honeymoon.

Jiang Qi and Lin Jingyan looked at each other, the thread in their minds was connected, and they looked at Fuyan again with smiles on their faces.

Lin Jingyan said with a smile: "It is true that we came back quite late, you are rubbing medicine on Xiao Mu, then you can continue."

(End of this chapter)