He was always stared at by men. Wen churan felt uncomfortable. However, he only moved slowly.

Mu Cheng patted the sofa and motioned her to sit down.

Wen churan sat down and was about to ask what was important. He saw the man bend over, suddenly grab her left foot, put it on his leg, and bowed his head to observe it carefully.

Wen churan was shocked and turned pale. "Mu city..."

Mu Cheng stared at the misplaced bone at her ankle and said in a deep voice, "I heard you drove to the crew to pick up the small milk can today?"

For a moment, Wen churan blurted out and asked, "who did you listen to?"

Asked and regretted.

Isn't this equivalent to admitting in disguise?

Mu Cheng replied, "small fried dough sticks."

Then he raised his head and looked at Wen churan. His eyes had already lost their tenderness. At this moment, it was cold and terrible.

The man pointed to her ankle and said in a cold tone, "how dare you drive when you're like this? You want to scrap this foot completely, don't you? "

Wen churan lowered his head, bit his lips and didn't speak, but he scolded the originator of the small fried dough sticks thousands of times.

Xu saw through her mind, and the man said coldly, "don't blame the little fried dough sticks. I asked him to report all your actions to me."

Well

Small fried dough sticks, formerly known as Xiaoyou, are the assistant of small milk cans. They are mainly responsible for picking up and sending and ensuring the safety of small milk cans.

But he is a subordinate of Mu Cheng. Naturally, he wants to listen to Mu Cheng's orders, and he can't resist.

Wen churan raised her head and wanted to pull her feet back, but the man held her tight and she couldn't move at all.

"My feet are fine. You can..."

You can let go.

Mu Cheng didn't let go and asked, "do you remember what the doctor said to you during rehabilitation?"

Wen churan didn't understand why he suddenly asked, but he thought about it carefully and replied, "let my left foot not do strenuous exercise and don't be too tired."

"You know?" The man suddenly stretched out his hand and knocked on her head, "since he knows that his feet can't be too tired, why drive?"

"I..." Wen churan twisted her fingers and explained, "the little milk can hasn't been home for two days. I miss him so much that I can..."

To act like a kidnapper to scare people?

This explanation, ghosts will not believe.

Mu Cheng pinched Wen churan's chin, locked her eyes, and warned her word by word, "only this once, not again."

He didn't stop until he saw that Wen churan nodded and promised. He continued to lower his head to check her left foot, and occasionally put on a thoughtful expression.

No one can guess what he's thinking.

In the middle of the night, Mu Cheng left. Wen churan waved to him at the door. "Be careful on the road."

The man leaned gracefully against the luxury car and asked with a smile, "are you sure you don't want me to stay for the night?"

Wen churan's smile was very polite. Instead, he waved his hands to "have a good trip."

Seeing this, Mu Cheng's smile became a little helpless. Then he opened the door and sat in the car.

She is still so distant from him, or vigilant.

It took him a year to change her name from his Excellency the president to Mu city.

In two years, let her be willing to take the initiative to call him or even ask him for help in case of difficulties.

It took her another two years to let him in and out of her house at will.

How many more years will it take to get her a little closer?