Chapter 942

The aunt shook her head and smiled, pointing to the direction of the bedroom: "Miss Xuewei will eat at five and shut herself in the bedroom."

Hearing the speech, Feng churui probably knew that she was hiding from herself. He couldn't help laughing, "it's nothing. You can get off work."

Before aunt left, she suddenly remembered and said, "secretary Wu sent medicine today and asked me to help Miss Xuewei apply medicine. Miss Xuewei refused. I don't know if she can apply medicine herself."

Feng churui thought deeply. He went to the bedroom door, raised his hand and knocked on the door. No one answered. He stood for a while, turned to the kitchen and brought the warm food to the table. He ate it alone.

Looking at the empty restaurant, he was the only one who made a subtle and crisp sound when his chopsticks touched the bowl. He couldn't help frowning. It felt a little bad.

A person's dinner is not very good after all.

After dinner, he brushed the dishes. He went to the bedroom door and knocked, "Xuewei, it's me. Open the door."

No one answered. His heart sank fiercely and he pushed the door in. There was no figure of her in the bedroom. The bathroom door was tightly closed. He pushed the bathroom door open regardless of courtesy for fear of any accident——

"Ah!" Half Naked Wu Xuewei screamed, "pervert! Get out!"

Feng churui was stunned in place for more than ten seconds. He was scolded as abnormal for the first time in his life. How did he feel so bad in his heart?

Wu Xuewei quickly gathered up her nightgown, put her arms around her chest, closed her lips slightly, stared at him, and was very unhappy about his rash intrusion.

Clenched his fist to his lips, he coughed twice to ease his embarrassment, looked at the box of ointment on the washstand, and thought of her half a minute ago Naked He was trying to apply medicine to the wound on his back. "Apply medicine? Let me help you."

He went over and picked up the ointment. Wu Xuewei stepped back two steps, "no, I can do it myself."

"Are you sure you can?" Feng churui played with the ointment box on his hand and asked playfully.

"Of course!" She's obviously talking hard.

I don't know who just tried to reach for the wound on my back. I was stunned that I couldn't reach it. I was so upset.

"Ha ha..." Feng churui smiled and pulled her in front of her, lowered his head to her ear and said, "for me, you don't need to be shy. Come on, let me help you."

"No." The hot air sprayed into her ears, causing bursts of numbness. Wu Xuewei pushed him away and ran out.

Feng churui frowned with a smile and ran after her. Before she ran out of the bedroom, he grabbed her and took her to the sofa to sit down. His tone increased: "don't make trouble! Don't you want to get better? Or do you want to leave one scar after another like a centipede? You can't wear a skirt in the future?"

Feng churui is seldom angry. He has always been very gracious and polite. Wu Xuewei knows this. Suddenly she was robbed by him so seriously. She was stunned, and then she was wronged. The injury is not what she wants.

"What are you fierce? I don't want you to wipe it. I can wipe it myself. I'm not a fool. Which girl wants to leave ugly scars on herself!"

"You'd better understand." Feng churui opened the ointment and looked down at her. He was very strong: "take off your clothes and I'll take them off when you come?"

"Can you stop bullying me?" After all, Wu Xuewei has just experienced abuse. She pretends to be strong on the surface. In fact, she is still afraid at the bottom of her heart.