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Chapter 219

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Mu Lianfeng didn't know how he could have such thoughts when facing Zhao Yun 'er.

"Miss Yun 'er, who were you talking to just now?" Mu Lianfeng asked casually.

"A friend of mine."

"I think it's a man?"

"Yes."

"He cares about you very much …"

Mu Lianfeng murmured. His chest suddenly felt heavy, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"Uh …" Zhao Yun 'er didn't understand why Mu Lianfeng suddenly said this. She felt that Mu Lianfeng was a little strange.

Zhao Yun 'er didn't want to continue with Liu Lei's question. She probably wouldn't be with Liu Lei, so she naturally didn't want to talk about anything.

Most importantly, in front of Mu Lianfeng, Zhao Yun 'er didn't want to talk about other men.

Zhao Yun 'er massaged Mu Lianfeng while thinking about things. She didn't hear Mu Lianfeng calling her a few times.

Mu Lianfeng thought that something had happened to Zhao Yun 'er. When he turned around, their faces were suddenly very close. They could even feel each other's breath.

Zhao Yun 'er's mind went blank for a moment, and she jumped away.

"Young Master Mu …"

Mu Lianfeng's cheeks were also flushed.

"I'm sorry, Miss Yun 'er. I called you just now. When I saw that you didn't reply, I turned around."

"It's okay."

Zhao Yun 'er forced a smile and replied. "I'm going to make clothes for Doudou."

"Okay."

Zhao Yun 'er moved away and sat down on the chair to make clothes for Doudou.

If she didn't find something to do, it would be very awkward to face Mu Lianfeng like this.

Zhao Yun'er followed Auntie Liu's instructions and began to cut and mend the clothes.

It was her first time doing something like this, and Zhao Yun'er had a poor foundation in needlework, so it was not easy.

However, she had plenty of time, so she was not in a hurry.

"Hiss ~" The needle accidentally pierced her finger, and Zhao Yun 'er sucked in a breath of air in pain.

"Miss Yun'er, what's wrong?" Mu Lianfeng looked at her with concern.

"I'm fine. I was just accidentally pricked by a needle," Zhao Yun 'er said.

"Let me see!" Mu Lianfeng groped his way out of bed and hopped over to Zhao Yun'er. He picked up Zhao Yun'er's hand and looked at it.

Mu Lianfeng's actions were so sudden that Zhao Yun 'er couldn't react in time. Her injured hand was in Mu Lianfeng's hand.

Looking at Zhao Yun'er's bleeding finger, Mu Lianfeng put it into his mouth.

Zhao Yun'er was in a daze for a while.

When her finger entered Mu Lianfeng's mouth, the pain was not so severe. Instead, she felt very comfortable.

However, for someone of Mu Lianfeng's status, to treat a country girl like her like this, wasn't it a bit strange? It was too good …

Mu Lianfeng's actions were just subconscious and he didn't think too much about it. When he saw his aunt cut her finger when she broke something, his uncle also helped his aunt suck the blood.

"Miss Yun'er, it's done." Mu Lianfeng let go of Zhao Yun'er's hand and saw that the blood had stopped.

When he looked up, Mu Lianfeng met Zhao Yun'er's surprised eyes.

After the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds, the atmosphere seemed a bit ambiguous.

Zhao Yun 'er hurriedly moved her face away and turned her head away.

"Thank … Thank you …"

"You're welcome. Miss Yun'er, be careful. Don't prick yourself again." Mu Lianfeng's eyes flashed with a trace of distress. He reminded Zhao Yun'er and lay back on the bed.

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