Chapter 92

Mu Huan's injuries are all skin injuries. Although she has gone to wipe the medicine with great care these days, some traces still remain.

At this time, muhuan's brain was a little chaotic, and instinctively said, "fight Make it... "

"Boxing?" Bo Junyan's eyebrows wrinkled harder.

After muhuan realized what she had said, she was inspired.

"I I want to learn something Learn some self-defense I... "

"You can learn something else. Boxing is not for you." She is so delicate that she is not suitable for such violent sports.

This injury, especially in his eyes.

"Mm-hmm." Mu Huan nodded repeatedly.

This night, Bo Junyan was very gentle, as if she were a delicate ceramic doll.

It didn't bother her very much, just hugged her and slept.

The next day, Bo Junyan had an unexpected rest at home.

This makes Mu Huan fidgety. She doesn't know how to get along with Bo Junyan normally.

Fortunately, Bo Junyan went to study after breakfast.

Muhuan, relieved, thought that she couldn't go, so she took out the pharmacy book she bought in the bookstore that day and began to read it.

After Bo Junyan came out, he saw muhuan sitting on the sofa in front of the floor to floor window, looking at the book carefully, and the sun was shining on her, making her whole person shining.

This is Bo Junyan's first time. He looks at his little wife carefully.

The conclusion is that his little wife is very good-looking.

Feeling someone looking at her, muhuan raises her head.

Seeing Bo Junyan standing there, she was on edge again.

She doesn't want to be familiar with Bo Jun, because the more familiar she is, the worse it is to hide.

However, as time goes on, they will only become more and more familiar.

Originally she planned to leave when she was able to graduate, but now think about it, can she stay safely beside Bo Junyan for four years without being discovered?

At the beginning, what she thought was naive after all.

However, up to now, we can only go one step at a time.

"Honey, you're done." Muhuan stands up with a smile and walks towards Bo Junyan.

Looking at her this is full of deliberate smile, Bo Junyan is inexplicably a little upset.

"Well."

"What would you like for lunch? Shall I cook for you? "

"No."

"Did I make it too bad?" Muhuan immediately reflects on her cooking skills. If she can't make a good meal, she can't be called a good wife.

"I didn't ask you to cook for me when I married you. There was a cook at home."

For some reason, muhuan feels that Bo Junyan is angry.

But after thinking about it, she didn't do anything to make him angry.

I can only lower my head.

Bo Junyan looked at her hairy head, and the annoyance intensified.

Just when he wanted to turn around and go upstairs.

Muhuan raised her head. "Honey, it's my grandma's birthday party in two days. Can you come back with me?"

She asked carefully, but also with a little begging.

Bo Junyan, "..."

So should go back with her, she unexpectedly, with this begging his eyes.

"Husband?"

"Good."

Mu Huan immediately smiles and says, "honey, can you draw or write?"

"What's the matter?"

"My grandma has nothing to lack. I don't know what gift to prepare for her. If my husband draws his own paintings or writes calligraphy for grandma's birthday, she must be very happy!" Her grandmother said she wanted valuable gifts, but she didn't say that.

Who can say that the paintings or calligraphy painted by Bo Junyan himself are not valuable?