Run Away from My Honey a Thousand Times

Ling Yue watched Qin Yu leave in a proper manner, closed the door, and then slowly turned his head back.

When he looked towards the woman on the bed, it made his icy eyes stained with anger a little to converge and gradually calm down.

He hated them calling her Mu Young Lady. Such an unfamiliar name made him uncomfortable.

Ling Yue glared fiercely at Mu Xiaotong, she was sick, her white skin showed an unnatural blush, and she didn’t know why the irritability in her heart just disappeared instantly.

He looked at her for a while, turned around and walked to the small cabinet in the bedroom, took the small medicine cabinet, unscrewed a bottle of ointment, and lightly put the medicine on her swollen cheek with his fingertips.

The action is gentle, for fear that her strength will hurt her.

Mu Xiaotong felt heavy in her brain, and her body was too weak to burn, but there was a cold feeling on her cheeks, with some medicinal smell, which made her move her head a little greedy.

Ling Yue saw her move, his hands stopped in surprise, and he looked at her face curiously, at least now she is not at all frowning in pain.

He suddenly felt a strange sense of accomplishment. He liked to see her getting better.

Ling Yue’s thin sexy lips unconsciously evoked a small smile, which was brighter and dazzling than the stars outside in this silent late night.

All night, Ling Yue continuously treated her wounds and wiped her away with alcohol to cool her down. It was a joy.

Mu Xiaotong felt that someone was interrupting her rest all night, making her uncomfortable.

Until the sky began to turn white, Mu Xiaotong’s body temperature finally dropped to normal, and her physical strength recovered a little bit. She raised her right hand to the things that had been tossing her side all night and patted it down.

Ling Yue’s hand that used to smear the back of her neck with alcohol was slapped away by her.

“Get out of my mother!” Her brain was confused, her eyes closed tightly, and she shouted.

Damn it! !

Ling Yue’s handsome face went dark all of a sudden, staring at her in a daze for a while, clenching his fists to suppress his anger, and directly wanted to throw her off the bed to the floor and teach her A meal.

Mu Xiaotong didn’t know that her actions angered him. She rolled over and made a comfortable gesture, with her mouth slightly hooked, her head buried in her side and she continued to sleep soundly.

This action made Ling Yue see, gnashing teeth, he seemed to be struggling for a long time.

Coldly Snorted, who was very dissatisfied, stared at her for two seconds, then turned and left the bedroom directly, and walked towards the study next door.

Mu Xiaotong slept in Ling Yue’s bedroom until 11 o’clock on the 2nd day before waking up, because Ling Yue’s grumpy temper and no one could suppress him, so he spoke generally, unless it was Ling Yue himself Go out of the bedroom door, otherwise no one is allowed to disturb him.

Ling Yue’s powerful personality gave Mu Xiaotong a good night’s sleep. She opened her sleeping eyes in a daze, stretched her waist habitually, but when she saw the luxurious pale blue ceiling above her head. , She bounced off the bed suddenly.

But the next second, she panicked even more.

“Ah–!” A screaming female voice came from Ling Yue’s bedroom.

The people outside the door were suddenly frightened, turned their heads and looked towards the door in worry, but in the end they chose to guard quietly and did not dare to disturb.

Why is this happening? ! Mu Xiaotong blushed and looked down at her naked body.

Last night? She seriously thought about that abnormality! Ling Yue?

Mu Xiaotong quickly picked up the quilt on the side and wrapped herself up, looking around nervously, Ling Yue didn’t seem to be in the bedroom.

Did he go out? It would be better if he died. If he died, she wouldn’t have to marry him! Mu Xiaotong’s harboring malicious intentions cursed him.

Glancing across the bedroom, Mu Xiaotong walked into the bathroom, just tore off the sheet on her body, and the large floor-to-ceiling glass mirror on the opposite side reflected a riddled with scars body.

Mu Xiaotong slowly walked towards the glass mirror, her clear black eyes blinked, and she stared at the person in the mirror inconceivably.

I stretched out my hand and touched the redness on my face. Yesterday, she was slapped twice by Mu Qingtian, but now she is completely gone, just a stab wound on her right leg and a serious injury from a stick on her body. Wu Qing was left, but it didn’t hurt that much.

Someone gave her medicine last night? Mu Xiaotong couldn’t remember, but she guessed it was Ling Family who sent the doctor to see her.

It’s just that she frowned and looked suspiciously at the twisted gauze on the wound on her right leg. Which doctor is so clumsy that he would not even apply medicine to treat such a simple wound.