Itch, just one word.
Ling wennuan can't help bending down to catch it. He's about to catch the broken skin, but he's still itchy.
I knew that there were so many mosquitoes in the garden at night. She shouldn't have sat there. Now it's too late to regret.
When the elevator arrived, Ling wennuan came out with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. He saw that the man had opened the door, and he was leaning against the door. He was long and lazy.
Seeing Ling wennuan, he immediately stood up straight. When he looked at her, he was obviously in a complicated mood.
"For you!" Ling wennuan immediately handed over the flowers in his hand: "I bought them on the road. I think they look good."
Mu Wei Cheng didn't answer her words, a pair of deep eyes, but directly coagulated her: "who is the boy who talked to you in the library today?"
Ling wennuan's pretty face was stunned, and her beautiful eyes blinked twice: "how do you know I talked to the boy?"
"Don't worry about how I know. You have a good chat with him, don't you?" Mu Wei Cheng's words are sour, just like being knocked over a jar of vinegar in the bottom of his heart.
"No, he's a little strange. He drew a picture for me and said he wanted to be my friend." Ling wennuan immediately explained, a pair of pretty eyes, but cunningly turned on the man's face, and then she giggled: "Mu Wei Cheng, are you jealous?"
Mu Wei Cheng didn't think that he was jealous at all, but when Ling wennuan asked, he was stiff all over, quickly took the flowers in her hand, and turned into the hall.
Ling wennuan immediately followed in like a little tail, and closed the door by the way.
"Are you coming to the library to find me? So when you saw me talking to him, you didn't come to me? Are you angry? "Ling wennuan followed him relentlessly, a small mouth asked all the time.
"No!" Mu Wei Cheng has found a glass bottle, poured some water into it, and put the flowers she bought into it to raise them.
"No way, otherwise, how do you know I talked to Chu Qing? Don't you have clairvoyance? "Ling wennuan said, while laughing heartily.
Mu Wei Cheng Meng turned around and saw the corner of her mouth raised. It was as bright as spring. He couldn't help biting the root of his teeth secretly. Was this little thing very happy to see him jealous?
Ling wennuan was not happy for three minutes. Suddenly, she felt an arm coming from her waist. Next second, she was held up by the man. Before she could make a cry of surprise, she sat on the top of the high cabinet.
"Ah, what are you doing? Let me down. "Ling wennuan's face was full of tears and laughter. Mu Wei Cheng was so bad that he threw her on it.
"What did you talk about?" The man took three steps back and crossed his arms in an interrogative posture.
Ling wennuan didn't expect that he would force himself in this way. She turned her mouth and said, "I won't tell you."
"Say it again?" The man's voice instantly lowered.
"I just won't tell you." Ling wennuan is not afraid of his anger. His face is also turned aside. He wants to fight with him to the end.
Mu Wei Cheng didn't expect her to be so hard spoken. His thin lips raised an angry smile: "OK, if you don't say it, stay on it."
"Hello, Mu Wei Cheng, you put me down. I'm going to break my leg. I'll pester you all my life." Ling wennuan immediately exclaimed, his two small fists clenched tightly.
Mu Wei Cheng was going to turn around, but when he heard her words, he stopped and looked back at her fiercely: "then tell me, what did you talk about?"
"Why do you want to know? If you want to hear it, you can say a nice word to please me first. "Ling wennuan is not a doormat. She has no door to bully her.
"What's the nice word?" Mu Wei Cheng's face is depressed.
Does this girl know what it means to please? There are many ways for men to please women, and one of their favorite is Do something indescribable.
"Think about it yourself. I won't give you a hint." Ling wennuan suddenly took the upper hand. She put her hands around her chest and crossed her legs. However, she was only two seconds old. The itch on her legs began again. She couldn't help reaching out to grab it. Because she sat very high, when she reached out to grab it, her posture was a little inelegant.
Mu Wei Cheng is thinking about what to say. Suddenly, she sees her raising a leg to scratch. She is wearing a school uniform and a short skirt. When she raises her leg, the man's eyes are shocked and he walks quickly.
"What's wrong with your leg?" As far as he could see, there were several red pimples on the white skin, which were bitten by mosquitoes at first sight.
"I fed the mosquitoes downstairs for half an hour. It's itchy. Do you have any medicine to help me stop itching?" Ling wennuan's pretty face was crying. She was really itchy.
Mu Wei Cheng immediately reached out to her and said, "I'll hold you down."
"What? Don't interrogate me? "Ling wennuan belongs to the kind of itchy people. People let her go. She still feels that she hasn't abused enough.
Mu Wei Cheng stared at her speechlessly.
Ling wennuan immediately rushed to his arms with a smile. Mu Wei Cheng didn't expect that she would rush to him so fiercely. He thought that she would be scared and reach out to him gently. He looked down on her tossing power.
Although Ling wennuan pounced on Mu Wei Cheng unprepared, the man was tall and strong. His arms were strong and powerful. No matter how she fluttered, he could catch her steadily. Then, he put it down gently: "I should have an antipruritic ointment here. Wait, I'll find it."
"I'll go with you." Ling wennuan didn't want to sit alone in the living room and wait. She followed him and entered a nearby display room. She saw the man open a drawer, rummage for a while, and take out an ointment.
"Go outside." Mu Wei Cheng saw her following behind and immediately said in a low voice.
Ling wennuan nodded, obediently ran to the sofa in the living room and sat down, then reached out to him: "give it to me."
Instead of giving it to her, Mu Wei Cheng squatted down, knelt on one knee, put one of her legs on his knee, and began to apply medicine for her.
Ling wennuan didn't expect that the man would make such a move. She was stunned for a while. She looked at her leg on his leg. It felt wonderful.
"Ouch!" Ling wennuan was a little fluttering when she found that the broken skin had been applied with medicine. There was some stinging pain. She couldn't help shrinking her leg. Her leg fell from the man's knee. The man's big palm firmly grasped it: "don't move."
Ling wennuan had to bear it. The focus of a pair of beautiful eyes was not the small bag on her leg for a long time, but the handsome face of the man who seriously applied medicine to her.
From her point of view, she can see a pair of heroic sword eyebrows before the pretty nose of the man. The sexy thin lips can only be seen pursing into a line, but it's still exciting.
"I asked Chu Qing not to draw my portrait in the future." Ling wennuan said a sentence without any head or brain.
The man's hand movement was slightly sluggish for a moment. He didn't look up at her. He just said he heard it.
"I transferred to school for you. Except for you, I won't have any ambiguous relationship with other men." Ling wennuan was afraid that he didn't hear clearly, so he emphasized it again.
"Ambiguous relationship?" The man couldn't help laughing. This girl knows a lot.
Ling wennuan nodded hard: "yes, I am very single-minded in my feelings. I will never give other boys a chance. I hate trouble most. I just like you."
Mu Wei Cheng's hand movements became more and more gentle. Hearing her words, his eyes flashed a smile.
"You're good at causing trouble." Mu Wei Cheng deliberately sneered at her.
"I'm not in trouble. It's obvious that someone else is going to come to me." Ling wennuan's grievance is incomparable.
Mu Wei Cheng put her other leg on his knee and continued to apply medicine: "when you are in a strange circle, your normal will become abnormal in the eyes of others. They want to assimilate you, but you insist on yourself, which is still praiseworthy."
"Are you praising me?" Ling warms the bottom of his eyes, and the smile spreads instantly.
"Count it." Mu Wei Cheng didn't admit it so happily. He was afraid that she would be proud.
"Stingy!" The girl's mouth is a toot, some unhappy.
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