Chapter 524

"Well, I've known you for more than three years." Cangling's back was chilly and a little guilty. On the surface, she was still calm.

She doesn't believe it. Although Mou Yu is naturally powerful and cold and domineering, he is now an eight year old kid. At least she has been the executive vice president of the international top group for more than two years, and she can't be frightened by him.

Mou Yu's eyes narrowed slightly. Her dark eyes were fixed on Cangling's face. Her sharp eyes shocked her brain. She couldn't even think for a moment. She instinctively looked at Mou Yu.

After a while, Mou Yu determined that Cangling's eyes were calm and calm. She didn't want to find someone to hurt him. Her frown loosened a little, but she still refused with full vigilance.

"I'm in good health and don't need any treatment."

"You ••••••"

Cangling looked at Mou Yu with complex eyes and stroked her forehead with distress. She had no way to be reasonable. He couldn't understand it. Without reason, she couldn't hold this guy down. She could only sigh powerlessly in her heart. This may be her natural nemesis.

Mou Yu looked coldly at Cangling's eyes from distress to helplessness, and then to the final indulgence and tenderness. Suddenly, her ears were a little hot, and she left the living room in a hurry.

"Hey, what do you mean? Why do you look at me like this? Don't put it down first, or I'll call security!"

The next morning, Cangling came out of the room and heard an exaggerated voice downstairs.

She hurried downstairs and was stuck at the entrance of the stairs by the scene in front of her.

"Mou Yu!" Cangling was a little out of shape and changed a sentence loudly.

Hearing her voice, the two people who were deadlocked turned their heads at the same time. Eleven eyes lit up, as if they saw a life-saving straw and moved quickly to Cangling. Mou Yu lowered her eyes, glanced at the fruit knife she didn't know when to grasp in her hand, stood in place in silence, and her body imitated the Buddha.

"What's going on?" Cangling's face was not very good-looking and looked at the coming eleven.

Although Mou Yu is a child with a high and cold mind and a bad temper, he has no tendency to hurt people, and he is reasonable.

Can force Mou Yu to use a knife, Cangling consciously told her that she died first on the eleventh day.

On the eleventh day, Cangling looked guilty. His eyes flashed and leaned over his head. "How do I know? I was chased and cut with a knife early in the morning. If you don't welcome me, just say it. I can go at any time."

Looking at his fierce appearance and weak inside, Cangling helped his forehead. This guy won't think that Mou Yu's mind is easy to bully when he is only eight years old. Wait to be beaten in the face!

Before Cangling could speak, Mou Yu walked to the table and took a glass of water. Her tone was cold, and her dark eyes made Cangling almost think he was back to normal. "What medicine do you want to give me?"

"What medicine? I don't know anything." Eleven dead ducks have a hard mouth and refuse to admit it.

"Bodyguard, take it to check out the ingredients and add it to his breakfast every morning." With a cold face, Mou Yu handed the quilt in her hand to the bodyguard standing in the living room.

Eleven's face was stiff, and the one who asked for help looked at Cangling.

Cang Ling shrugged her shoulders. Now she can't afford Mou Yu. She can only buy some teammates.

"Cangling, you are a woman who likes the new and hates the old. What do you mean? I've crossed thousands of mountains and rivers and flew most of China to find you all night. Do you treat me with this attitude, throw it away when you can't use me, and don't even do garbage recycling?"

Eleven's face with pear blossoms and rain looks like a pure man who was hurt by a heartbroken man. If she hadn't been the protagonist in the story, she would have believed it.

When they were noisy, they didn't notice. Mou Yu suddenly became stiff and put his hand on the glass of water with added materials, "click." With a sound, the cup broke into slag in her palm, and a glass of water splashed to his feet.

Cangling's eyes were flushed by the bright red liquid dripping from his hands. He didn't pay attention to Xi any more. He walked quickly to him, broke his hands, and shouted in a trembling voice, "where is the medicine box?"

A few minutes later, Cangling took Mou Yu to the sofa, took the tweezers in the medicine box handed over by the servant, and carefully twisted out the broken glass residue in his palm.

The disinfected alcohol rubbed on the bloody wound. Cangling obviously felt that the big hand in her hand was shaking. She didn't lift her eyelids, and even tied a knot when bandaging him with gauze.

After dealing with his injured hand, Cangling raised her eyes and looked at Mou Yu's painful white lips and cold sweat. Her heart was slightly astringent and coldly squeezed a word out of her teeth, "it's time!"

"Sorry." Mou Yu bit her back teeth, and her calm side face was tighter.

Cangling helped him wipe the cold sweat on his head. Listening to his painful trembling voice, he was soft hearted after all, "is it very painful?"

Holding his palm as fat as zongzi, which was deliberately wrapped by her, Cangling wanted to laugh. Did Mou yu feel pain when she was a child?

Although there are many wounds in his palm and a lot of blood flow, it looks frightening, but the glass residue is very broken. Each wound is not deep. He didn't even frown when he was hurt. Now he has been wrapped up. It's reasonable that he shouldn't hurt people like this.

Cangling suddenly felt a heavy shoulder. Mou Yu leaned her head on her shoulder. Her voice was weak and painful. "Headache, help me be soft."

She cluttered in her heart, changed her posture, let Mou Yu lie on the sofa, put his head on his legs, rubbed his temples with both hands, and asked 11 for help anxiously in her eyes.

After a long time, the 11 eyebrows on the background board were locked. Just when Cangling was helping Mou Yu deal with the wound, he found something wrong. When he saw a cold sweat on Mou Yu's forehead, he felt that Mou Yu's eyes were different.

Mingming just wanted to be ferocious with him every minute, but Mou Yu's eyes quickly crossed him in a cold sweat and white face. After turning around in the villa, she didn't leave Cangling for a second.

"Your memory is restored?" Eleven looked at Mou Yu with eight or nine points.

"Yes." Mou Yu glanced at Cangling, gently stroked her stopped hand, frowned and said, "headache."

Cangling is speechless and continues to be a free automatic massage machine.

"Is it better?" After a while, Cangling looked at the cold sweat on his forehead and asked in a low voice.

"It hurts."

“……”

Cangling was speechless and continued to massage him.

"When did you just recover your memory?" These days, Mou Yu has frequently switched to a normal state. Cangling thinks it's a good sign. She doesn't even feel unhappy about being squeezed by the labor force.

"When you were bandaging me, I suddenly had a headache, and then I remembered." Mou Yu lowered her eyes and dared not look at Cangling's eyes.

He dared not say that he saw the blood in Cangling's hands and his brain was "buzzing!" The scene he feared most in his life suddenly occupied his brain, and then he remembered everything.