The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

The next morning.

Su Mucheng was fast asleep, not even moving her eyelids, and she slept very deeply.

Her thin, white shoulders and arms were exposed outside the quilt. They were covered with dense red and purple hickeys, which formed a strong contrast with her fair skin.

The man wore a home sweater, pulled up the quilt, gently covered her body, leaned over and kissed the girl's eyebrows.

Turn around, close the door and walk to the study.

Over there, Mo San was waiting to report the matter to Mo Yanchen.

After Bluetooth connection, Mo San's voice came over: "Sir, Fan Tian's side has been wiped out."

"So fast?" Mo Yanchen frowned, took a cigarette from the table, put it in his mouth, and lit it.

"Yes, it went very smoothly."

The man's eyes were dark, and he took a puff of cigarette and slowly exhaled the smoke. His handsome face surrounded by the smoke revealed an indescribable mysterious coldness.

"Okay, take the people back first."

"Okay sir."

After Bluetooth hung up, Mo Yanchen called Lin Yan again and asked him to send over the documents that the company needed to process.

At noon, Su Mucheng woke up, and as soon as she moved, her lower body hurt terribly.

Unable to hold back, she hissed.

He slowly stood up while holding on to the wall. Before he reached the bathroom, Mo Yanchen opened the door and walked in. Seeing the little girl's struggling look, he frowned and strode over.

"I'll take you there."

As if her whole body was falling apart, Su Mucheng didn't say a word and just let him go.

After squeezing the toothpaste and pouring the water, he curved his lips and smiled: "Open your mouth."

Su Mucheng looked at him expressionlessly, and the man raised his eyebrows: "I'll help you brush your teeth."

"Be good, I'll be gentle."

"I'm sorry, uncle!" She gritted her teeth. What about last night?It almost made her paraplegic.

"Ah."

The man chuckled lightly and brushed her teeth gently, carefully and attentively.

When washing his face, he went to get a towel, but Su Mucheng stopped him: "No need for a towel, I'll just wash it."

She turned on the faucet, washed her hands, and poured water on her face with skillful movements.

As soon as he raised it, his wrist was held by Mo Yanchen.

Su Mucheng raised her head and met the man's dark eyes, which were filled with darkness.

"You don't need a towel, just use a washcloth." He reached out and took out an unopened box of washcloths from the shelf.

The water in her palm dripped out. Su Mucheng said nothing, looking down at him as he opened the package.

Before, there were no washcloths in the bathroom because she didn't use them.

In order to overcome her fear of water, she was forced to splash it directly under the faucet every day when washing her face, even though her hands were shaking when handfuls of water touched her face.

But she still didn't stop, gritted her teeth and continued.

But now, he suddenly prepared towels, even the girl's face towel.

The material is soft and soft.

"I checked and found that this face towel is very soft and won't hurt the skin."

The man's eyes were serious.

Su Mucheng looked at him, her lips pursed tightly.

"are you……"

"I'll wash it for you, okay?"

Mo Yanchen turned on the faucet, soaked the washcloth, and washed her face. His movements were extremely gentle, as if he were treating the most precious treasure in the world.

Xiao Han has already consulted a psychiatrist. The process of trying to get over it is very cruel. The scars that caused her to be like this will echo in her mind countless times, magnified, and overcome. It is really cruel and he cannot bear it. .

The man said: "From now on, use a face towel to wash yourself. I'll prepare it for you."

Su Mucheng curled her lips, smiled deeply, and said in a low and hoarse voice: "Okay."

Since her rebirth, she has been rebellious and will not compromise easily.

anything.

But, except him.

He knew that she was afraid of water, but he didn't mention it. He just prepared a washcloth for her, and he didn't let her force herself.

He was even considerate enough to not say anything, but just silently prepared everything for her.

downstairs.

Seeing Mo Yanchen carrying Su Mucheng down, the butler, Uncle He, immediately ordered the kitchen to bring the food.

"Young mistress, you are hungry. Let's drink some soup to warm your stomach."

Uncle He filled a bowl of chicken soup and handed it over. Su Mucheng brought it over with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle He."

It's just that the delicate eyebrows are slightly twisted.

The chair was a bit hard and it hurt her.

Mo Yanchen couldn't help but move his buttocks. He frowned and walked to the sofa to get a soft cushion: "Slow down."

Su Mucheng: "..."

Is he a roundworm in her belly?I understand everything.

After feeling comfortable, Su Mucheng started to eat happily. She was really hungry.

"Brother Chen, sister-in-law."

Outside the door, Cheng Zixiu, Jiang Ze and Hang Ti walked in: "What a coincidence, we haven't eaten yet. Uncle He, help us get some sets of bowls and chopsticks."

Su Mucheng: "..."

"Hey, sister-in-law, are you cold? Why don't you put up a cushion?" Jiang Ze pulled out the chair, glanced at it, and asked casually.

All of a sudden, Cheng Zixiu and Hang Ti looked over one by one.

Su Mucheng: "..."

She took a sip of the soup and nodded calmly: "Well, the air conditioner is turned on a little low."

"Is it low? It's okay, normal temperature." Hang Ti looked at the temperature display specifically.

Su Mucheng: "..."

"I'm cold, you bite me?"

"..."