The wrong love is deep, Luo Shao indulges in indulgence

Yu Muxi returned to the room in a daze.

She agreed to Luo Wanfeng's request.

But she knew that the Luo family would not make her feel better, nor would the Chen family make her feel better. Even Luo Wanfeng hated her to the bone and tried every means to torture her.

She was crazy to stay and suffer.

That night, she tossed and turned sleeplessly, and he made a hard-hearted decision.

The next morning.

The typhoon stopped, the sun was warm, and a rainbow hung on the sky after the rain.

In the kitchen, Yu Muxi was cooking noodles.

The phone rings.

Seeing that it was her son calling, she hurriedly connected and said in a gentle tone, "Xiao Xing, early..."

Luo Xingchen said, "Mom, when are you going home? I miss you so much."

Yu Muxi turned off the fire, leaned against the stove, lowered her head and looked at the ground, feeling very guilty, "I've been busy with work recently, maybe I have to wait for a few days."

"How many days?"

"I don't know yet."

"Then do you miss me?"

"Think about it." Yu Muxi pursed her lips and smiled slightly. At home, she thought he was naughty and annoying, but after seeing him for a few days, she missed him terribly.

"How much do you miss?" Luo Xingchen asked, "Is there any miss as big as the universe?"

Yu Muxi was amused by him, and whispered softly, "Yes, yes, the miss of you is as big as the universe."

Luo Xingchen kept shouting on the phone, "I love you, I love you, I love you."

Yu Muxi smiled sweetly, and when she looked up, she saw Luo Wanfeng standing at the door of the kitchen.

At this moment, her smile gradually disappeared, and she was so nervous that she didn't even have time to say goodbye to her son, so she immediately hung up the phone.

The man's face was gloomy, and a powerful air-conditioning field permeated the air, as if he was in an ice cellar, the cold air was overwhelming.

"Morning." Yu Muxi nervously put the phone in her pocket.

Luo Wanfeng walked to the front of the big refrigerator, opened the door, took out a bottle of ice water, unscrewed the lid, and poured it vigorously.

Drink a bottle of ice water in one go.

The anger in my heart couldn't be calmed down at all.

He really wanted to meet Yu Muxi's man, what kind of charm made her love him so deeply, with a phone call every day, constant nasty love chatter, a tone of sweetness, and a smile that was brighter than a flower.

"I cooked breakfast, do you want some?" Yu Muxi asked.

Luo Wanfeng closed the refrigerator, turned to face her, and the two were separated by the Nakajima console.

"Let him know that you live at your ex-boyfriend's house, what will he think?" Luo Wanfeng asked lightly.

Yu Muxi was stunned.

It took a while to react.Did Luo Wanfeng misunderstand that the person on the phone was her "husband"?

"It's okay, we trust each other."

A word she said casually caused ten thousand points of harm to Luo Wanfeng.

He scoffed.

Yu Muxi's heart was heavy.

She didn't want to tell these lies, but she had no choice.

"Let me serve you a bowl of noodles. I cooked them with yesterday's leftovers. They should be delicious." Yu Muxi turned around and lifted the lid.

She scooped the noodles with a spatula, and because the noodles were too long, they slipped into the pot in an instant, splashing the boiling hot soup in the pot.

Yu Muxi was burned to the back of her hand, and the sudden tingling made her let go, "Ah..." she cried out in pain.

The "ping-pong" bowl was shattered under her feet. She took a step behind her painful hand and looked at the floor nervously.

At the moment of the accident, Luo Wanfeng rushed over quickly without any hesitation, grabbed her wrist, pulled her into the sink with a glance, and turned on the faucet.

The cold water flowed against the back of her red hand, causing her brows to wrinkle in pain.

Luo Wanfeng's face was gloomy, and he held her wrist tightly with his big hand, and said in a light tone, "Keep running, I'll go find the burn ointment."

Yu Muxi asked curiously, "Do you have any at home?"

Luo Wanfeng was stunned, obviously there was no medicine, even if there was, it was the medicine four years ago.

After Yu Muxi left, this home was no longer home.

Yu Muxi looked at his dark face, pulled out her wrist in embarrassment, "I'll just charge by myself."

Luo Wanfeng took out his mobile phone and sent a voice message to Ah Qian.

"Send me a scald ointment immediately."

After speaking, he dropped the phone and knelt down to pick up the broken tiles on the ground.

Yu Muxi quietly looked at the generous back of him squatting on the ground picking up debris, her heart throbbing inexplicably.

At that moment just now, he was so nervous and so fast.

She doubted that Luo Wanfeng still loved her.

After Luo Wanfeng cleaned up the kitchen, Ah Qian rushed over with scald ointment.

Putting down the plaster, Ah Qian was driven away by him.

Outside the living room.

Yu Muxi sat on the couch with him, and he had already squeezed the plaster on the cotton swab.

"I'll wipe it myself." Yu Muxi reached out to him.

With a cold face, Luo Wanfeng pulled her injured hand in front of her, and slowly wiped the plaster on her without saying a word.

The cold touch reduced her pain all at once.

In the quiet living room, neither of them spoke.

I could vaguely feel the slight breathing of both sides, following a wave of heat, the atmosphere slowly became warmer.

The man's movements were gentle and light, carefully applying layer after layer.

The back of her white hand was hot red, and his heart felt like it was being burned.

"How have you been all these years?" Yu Muxi asked lightly.

Luo Wanfeng's hand that applied the medicine paused slightly, and after a few seconds of stopping, he left the back of her hand and threw away the cotton swab.

He screwed on the cap of the burn ointment, but didn't intend to reply.

"You always eat irregularly, and your body is prone to problems."

"Grandma, is she in good health?"

Yu Muxi said several words to him in a row, but he liked to ignore them.

She hung her head and said no more.

There is an indescribable sense of loss in my heart.

She couldn't figure out what Luo Wanfeng meant, and he was hot and cold towards her.

When she was busy, he was so nervous that he went crazy, and the next second he was cold to her.

Luo Wanfeng put down the burn ointment, leaned weakly on the back of the sofa, closed his eyes and raised his head, as cold as an ice sculpture.

After a while, he slowly said a few words.

"Two years ago, grandma passed away."

At this moment, Yu Muxi's heart was pressed like a stone, extremely heavy and aching.

Grandma's death was a big blow to him, right?

She stared at Luo Wanfeng's handsome face, she was resolute and profound, with a vague sense of mature vicissitudes, and she was full of charm.

Just when she was fascinated.

There were footsteps at the door, and Fourth Master Chen's heroic voice came, "An old friend came to visit, and even your own sister was thrown out?"

Yu Muxi looked nervously at the door.

Luo Wanfeng frowned slightly, but remained motionless.

Fourth Master Chen walked in with Wen Ya.

Wen Ya looks aggrieved, like a bullied little daughter-in-law who has found a backer and come to seek justice for her.

Fourth Master Chen stared at Yu Muxi with fiery eyes, with a hypocritical smile.

Yu Muxi stood up slowly, and greeted respectfully, "Fourth Master."

Fourth Master Chen sat down on the single sofa, looked up and down at Yu Muxi, and then at Luo Wanfeng who was asleep.

His face became more serious.

"Miss Yu is really a natural beauty. It has been four years and she is still as beautiful as before." Fourth Master Chen said something, and his smile was unpredictable.

When Yu Muxi heard these compliments, goosebumps stood up and she didn't dare to compliment her.