The black-bellied president can't be offended

Lin Ye was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, then raised his head and looked in Wu Mao's direction.

Wu Mao took a deep breath, raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder, shook his head silently, but didn't say anything more.

Lin Ye lowered her eyes lonely, recalling what Wu Mao said just now.

Yes, I was obviously not such a person before, why did I become like this now? This is not her, and it seems that it shouldn't be the one Xiang Zetian loves.

Lin Ye sighed, and found that the dough that Wu Mao was holding just now had turned into cute biscuits one after another and spread them on the baking tray, Lin Ye couldn't help being stunned.

Seeing Wu Mao turn around and stuff the test tray into the oven, she hesitated for a moment before speaking.

"This... This kitchen hasn't been cleaned yet. Didn't you say that the owner has been abroad for a long time? Don't we need to wash that baking tray and these kitchen utensils?

When Lin Ye asked Wu Mao to put the baking tray into the oven, he immediately stopped. He hesitated for a moment, shook his head silently, and then said.

"No, when I contacted my friend, he said that he had someone come to clean the villa just two days ago, and the two of us don't need to clean it here, don't worry."

"You don't need to clean your bedroom, just go in and make the bed in a while."

Hearing what the other party said, Lin Ye also blinked in surprise, then raised his head and looked around.

Noticing that the kitchen was indeed clean and tidy, she breathed a sigh of relief, nodded, agreed, then turned around and left quickly.

Seeing him turn around and leave the kitchen, Xiang Zetian finally breathed a sigh of relief. He just lived in this high-end apartment two days ago. Before he lived in, he had the room cleaned, and when he left, he also asked someone to clean it. Room.

This high-end apartment is not in the name of his so-called friend, but in his name. The reason why he called his friend just now was just a pretense.

He originally intended to ask his friend to help find a nearby house, but Lin Ye was in a hurry to leave Xiang's house today, so he thought about it and brought him here.

He reckoned that the house had been vacant for a while, and Lin Ye probably wouldn't find out that the house belonged to him if he lived here.

When he was thinking about it in his heart, Lin Ye had already sat down in the living room. She raised her hand to support her forehead, and then realized that she had been stabbed before, and now there was a dull pain in the wound that hadn't healed yet. Lin Ye Ye frowned.

After hesitating for a moment, she got up and went to the bathroom, gently pulled off her clothes, and took a look at the location of the wound.

The wound was bandaged, and at this moment, some blood could be seen oozing out from under the gauze, Lin Ye shook his head helplessly.

It seems that when I was dragging my luggage and walking out of the villa, I still accidentally broke the wound.

She took a deep breath, and was hesitating whether to change the dressing now, or check whether the wound was serious, when he heard footsteps behind her.

Her clothes were pulled below her shoulders, which was not easy to tidy up at first, but now after hearing the sound of footsteps, he was even more stunned, and he didn't recover for a while, just like that, he was spotted by Wu Mao passing by the bathroom door.

Wu Mao's eyes fell on his shoulder, and then he quickly turned his head away, his eyes were full of helplessness, and his cheeks were slightly red.

Lin Ye didn't notice what was wrong with him, but hurriedly pulled up his clothes, then smiled a little embarrassedly, and continued.

"I'm really sorry, I... I just... I just wanted to check the wound."

When Wu Mao heard her mentioning the wound, she immediately stopped in her leaving footsteps. She turned her head and glanced in Lin Ye's direction, then frowned and asked aloud.

"By the way, how is the wound? Do you need me to help you check it out? When you just came out, you carried a suitcase all the way. The wound should be fine, right?"

Lin Ye didn't want to tell the other party that her wound was broken away. She shook her head silently. After finishing her clothes, she was about to leave the bathroom when she saw Wu Mao had stepped forward again and stopped in front of her.

Seeing this, Lin Ye couldn't help being stunned, and raised her head to meet Wu Mao's gaze. Wu Mao's gaze turned around her face, and then she spoke.

"Is your wound still open? Let me have a look. I'll take you to the hospital in a while and see if the doctor needs to help with it."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and tugged at the corner of Lin Ye's shoulder, which was self-evident, obviously wanting the hostess to tear off the clothes for him to check.

The smile on Lin Ye's face suddenly froze a bit, she coughed lightly, quickly closed her skirt, lowered her head in embarrassment, and finally said in a low voice.

"Treatment... There is no need to treat it. My wound is not that serious, so you don't have to worry about it. Besides, you... don't you think it's inappropriate for you to check my wound? After all, the position is a bit off."

Lin Ye felt awkward in his heart, so he opened his mouth to explain, but Wu Mao was slightly taken aback when he heard her finished speaking, and then quickly regained his senses, with a flash of embarrassment on his face.

Then Wu Mao quickly adjusted his expression, and said to the person in front of him with a smile.

"You're right. I'm sorry I was abrupt. I shouldn't have said so rashly. I want you to take off your clothes and show me. Then you can go to the bedroom to check the wound by yourself later."

"There is a medicine box in the second-to-last cabinet against the wall in the living room, and there are wound medicines in it. If you need it, go there and get it."

Hearing what he said, Lin Ye nodded and agreed, and when he turned around and was about to walk in the direction of the living room, he suddenly thought of something again, turned his head, and glanced in Wu Mao's direction.

There was a little surprise on her face.

"How do you know there's a medicine cabinet in the second-to-last cabinet in the living room? Didn't we just come to this house?"

Hearing what she said, Wu Mao's expression froze slightly, and then he hurriedly sighed and spoke.

"You just came to this house. I have been to this house before. When my friend is having a party here, I sometimes come to play."

"I naturally remember the location of the medicine box, because sometimes some friends may bump into each other if they don't pay attention."

Hearing what Wu Mao said, Lin Ye nodded in understanding and agreed.

That's right, this is the house of the other party's friend. If the other party has been here before, it can be regarded as an explanation.

She withdrew her thoughts, turned her head to the cabinet, and took out the medicine box.

Seeing that he no longer pursued what he knew about the medicine box, Wu Mao finally breathed a sigh of relief.