Chapter 265

Is the reason for rongmo to take her to the resort really so simple? Yan Yiqing doesn't believe it. But whether she believes it or not, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that she must go with Rong Mo and come back happily.

Before entering the villa at home, Yan Yiqing catches a look from Xiaolin. There are many emotions in the look: suspicion, measurement, impatience, and even a little sympathy... Before Yan Yiqing can figure out the exact meaning from it, Xiaolin quickly takes back her sight and says goodbye to rongmo.

Yan Yiqing blinked, holding a rose in one hand and being led into the gate by Rong Mo in the other hand, and asked, "when shall we start?"

"When do you want to leave?"

Yan Yiqing, who was a little confused by this question, asked casually, "I'll sort things out tomorrow and start the day after tomorrow?"

"Well, the day after tomorrow." Let Mo very simply location head, Yan Yiqing but more at a loss - so a look, she really became the decision-maker of this trip?

Wu Ming, who was wearing pajamas, yawned and even poked his head out of the kitchen. When he saw the two of them come in, he waved lazily and couldn't open his eyes. "Supper is ready. I'll go to bed, or no one will have breakfast tomorrow."

"Chef Wu works hard." Yan Yiqing didn't expect that Wu Ming was finally dug up from the bed. She said thanks to him with some guilt.

Wu Ming slouched and went upstairs with his slippers.

Yan Yiqing's stomach has been carefully fed in Rong's house for a long time, and it's really better. In the past week, she really can't digest the big fish and meat. However, Yan Yiqing has fooled her with stomach medicine. Now when she comes into the kitchen and smells the sweet smell, she feels that the whole stomach filled with oil and water will sublimate, and her hungry stomach is salivating.

Zhang Shuxian stepped into the kitchen and put a bowl of eight treasures porridge on the table for each of them. He handed it to Yan Yiqing and then to Rong Mo with a smile on his face.

Yan Yiqing blinked, tactfully did not move the spoon before Rong Mo, but toward Uncle Zhang with a smile, "Uncle Zhang, it's so late, you have a rest first, I'll clean it up for a while."

"All right," Uncle Zhang looked at the silent rongmo with a smile and nodded, "Miss Wanli is not an outsider, so I'll trouble you."

Yan Yiqing was shocked by Uncle Zhang's action, but she didn't show it on her face. She watched Uncle Zhang go upstairs. Seeing that Rong Mo had already started, she confidently fed a spoonful of porridge to her mouth and narrowed her eyes contentedly. It's really Wu Ming. I don't know how many restaurants it is! I don't know if she can make a living by opening a restaurant if she steals more?

Rong Mo just looks at Yan Yiqing's expression on the other side of the table and knows that she's already wandering outside the sky. She wants to laugh a little, and then she's forced to go back, but the tip of her brow still shows a little bit, "not sleepy?"

Yan Yiqing returns to her senses and looks at the clock on the wall of the dining room. It's almost two o'clock. She's really in a bad mood. I don't know if it's the reason for Rong Mo's saying that. She feels a yawn coming up and quickly covers her mouth. After that, she wants to rub her eyes. Then she thinks that her makeup hasn't been removed. She angrily closes her hand. "It's really a bit... Let's go to the bedroom first, and I'll wash the dishes right away."

Let Mo dun dun, that is a very short pause, Yan Yi Qing didn't notice at all.

Let's not push too hard. "Don't hurt your hand," he thought

Standing up Yan Yiqing couldn't help laughing, "Rong Shao, I'm not a child."

Facts have proved that this kind of words can't be said too early. Although Yan Yiqing has washed two bowls skillfully, she hasn't been hurt yet, but who knows that she accidentally knocked over the knife holder after putting the plate away. Subconsciously, she reached out to help her hand, and her hand was scratched by a sharp ceramic knife, which immediately cut a big cut.

Yan Yiqing didn't feel pain, and she was not afraid of pain and fatigue. She just looked at her bleeding palm for a while, thinking that she should not be laughed at by Rong Mo, so she ran to find the medicine box in the silence, and had to keep on tiptoe all the way to prevent anything from waking others.

Fortunately, when a maid was injured, Uncle Zhang took the medicine box. Yan Yiqing turned it over with her memory for a while, and then moved the box with the red cross out of a cupboard. She opened the lid of the box with one hand and began to turn over the medicine inside. It was even more worrying to turn it over. Although the wound was not big, it could not be covered by a band aid, Do you have to use bandages? Isn't that more obvious?

Yan Yiqing kneels on the ground and struggles for a minute, but decides to eliminate the poison first. Then she turns out the iodine and cotton swab inside, dips it and spreads it on her hand. As a result, her left hand doesn't work well and her right hand almost pokes it into the wound.

People who have suffered from trauma all know that it's ok if you don't disinfect. Once you put salt water, iodine, red medicine, medical alcohol on it, it's the rhythm of pain to the meat every minute.

Yan Yiqing frowned tightly, but she didn't make a sound. She patiently and coarsely applied it twice and removed two bandages. She found that she could barely cover the wound. When she was about to open it, someone spoke behind her.

"Not a child?" The other side's voice is flat, and I can't hear the emotion inside.

It can be said that Yiqing still shakes her shoulders reflexively, then turns her head and looks behind her. She calls helplessly, "how can Rong Shao come down?"

"You haven't been up for a long time. I thought you were gone." Rongmo has changed into a pajamas, he squatted down, gently pulled Yan Yiqing's hand, looked at the wound, "knife?"

Yan Yiqing smiles awkwardly, "it must not be a bowl."

Rong Mo moved noncommittally, supporting his body weight while kneeling. At the same time, he pulled out the bandage from the medicine box again. "The wound is a little deep. Maybe it will be infected by water with the bandage, so it's better to use the waterproof bandage."

Yan Yiqing stretched out her hand for him to fiddle with. Yu Guang glanced at Rong Mo's kneeling action. She suddenly jumped in her heart and immediately ordered herself to divert her attention. "Rong Shao's bandaging action is very skilled."

"If you do too much, it's natural." Rong Mo neatly tied the tail of the bandage and hid it. He casually put the medicine box aside and took Yan Yiqing's arm to take her up. "Can you still walk?"

"Rong Shao, I didn't hurt my foot." Yan Yiqing looked up at him and said with a smile, "thank you, Rong Shao."

Rong Mo stares at her for a while, slightly leans down and kisses her on the forehead, "Qingqing, you are different from other people..."