Contract CEO: Peeping at his cute wife and being attacked

Yan Ruyu was disgusted, but she was very thick-skinned, she was not angry at all, instead she pointed at An Xiaoyi's wrist with a flattering face, and said with a smile: "Boss, don't treat me like this, I came here for no reason. I mean, I’m here to deliver ointment to An Meili, and you don’t want her to have scars all over her body, do you? I’m doing this for your benefit!”

An Xiaoyi rolled his eyes, what is this all about?

What does it matter to Mo Shi that she left a scar?

Suddenly understood what it meant, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

He glared at Yan Ruyu viciously, it didn't matter, An Xiaoyi couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Haha...your face...hahaha..."

"What happened to my face?"

An Xiaoyi continued to laugh, pointing to the bathroom while laughing, "Go and see for yourself!"

Yan Ruyu stared suspiciously at the bridge of her nose, her eyes were squeezed into peas, but she still didn't see why, "What are you laughing at?"

"Look here..." An Xiaoyi still smiled, pointing to Yan Ruyu's chest on the right shoulder.

Yan Ruyu lowered her head, and saw black dots of various sizes densely strewn on the original snow-white cloth gown, which were obviously the ink from the pen that came just now. One can imagine that his fair and monstrous face is definitely It's as good-looking as Dalmatians, no wonder his face was chilly at first, and the ink was all over him.

Yan Ruyu wailed, patted his head and stood up. With a strong obsession with cleanliness, he didn't care about anything, and rushed directly to the washroom on the first floor at a track and field speed of 100 meters.

What's unfair is that Yan Ruyu's body is covered with ink spots, but none of those black spots touched An Xiaoyi's body.

An Xiaoyi stood up, looked up at the upstairs, there was no one in sight.

She grabbed the ointment in her hand and went upstairs. She went to the study first, but she didn't see anyone, and then she came back and entered the bedroom.

The dark gray curtains with deep pleats were opened a little bit, and the curtains fluttered with the breeze, like the waves of the sea at night, and also like the layers of a man's thoughts, it is impossible to guess. unknown.

The man was just wearing a white bathrobe, leaning against the window with his hands folded across his chest, his face like a sculptor's sharp edges and corners was perfect, such a Moshi, evil and lazy, one couldn't help but want to get closer.

"What are you doing standing there stupidly?" He didn't look back, as if there were eyes behind him, he asked a sentence.

Only then did An Xiaoyi withdraw her dazed gaze, and she spread her hands: "...Sent by Yan Ruyu..."

There are a total of three colors of ointment, with a label of characters that she cannot understand. The label seems to be written by hand, but it is just a simple line of words.

An Xiaoyi heard from Li Manman that this kind of ointment was Yan Ruyu's private possession, and it was definitely not available in the market.

Mo Shi just gave a low "hmm", then closed the window, stretched out his hand to close the curtain again, he turned around, stretched out a hand: "I'll wipe it for you!"

"Ah?" An Xiaoyi was a little dumbfounded. In fact, those scars had already healed, and many of them had scabbed over. She was a little embarrassed, and raised her hand: "...I can..."

"Give it to me." Mo Shi's tone was as light as water, obviously without any feeling of aggravation, but it made An Xiaoyi unable to say any words of disobedience.

But her fingers were stiff, for some reason, her breath was filled with the familiar scent of grass and woods on his body, mixed with the faint smell of tobacco, An Xiaoyi smelled this smell, her cheeks seemed to be on fire, and began to burn hot up.

"Why are you ashamed? It's not like I haven't seen it..."

The man took the ointment from her hand, and then walked to the big bed: "Come and lie down!"

With a bang!