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Chapter 184: Scared?

Before Mu Yutian could react, she felt a few drops of water splashing on her body.

The tea bowl hit the back of the hand, but it was nothing, but the tea was just soaked, the water was very hot, and it was not properly handled, so it was still very troublesome.

In September, Murong Yanxing only wore a white shirt, his cuffs were rolled up above his forearm. The place where he was hit by the quilt was not covered at all, naked and exposed.

"Murong Yanxing!!" Mu Yutian hurriedly hugged his hand and looked at the place where his forearm was hit. I don't know if it was hit or hot, but it was already a big red piece. Mu Yutian looked at her heart and frowned, "Does it hurt..."

"Second Master, go and deal with it quickly." Uncle Wu stood beside him. Seeing this scene, he winked at Mu Yutian.

Mu Yutian nodded and pulled Murong Yanxing: "Let's go, go and rinse some cold water, otherwise it will be bad if the blisters appear! It looks not too serious now...and then..."

But Murong Yanxing stood still, but turned his face and looked at Murong Shang, narrowed his eyes slightly, and a trace of danger flashed in his eyes.

Murong Yanxing's hand hanging beside him clenched tightly, clenching into a fist, but for a moment, he slowly let go.

Murong Shang was stunned when he saw the redness and swelling on Murong Yanxing's arm. This was the case with him and Murong Yanxing. It seemed that he would be unhappy if he didn't quarrel. He had not had such a situation before, but Murong Yanxing could usually avoid it. This time, because there were people around him, this small accident occurred.

"Murong Yanxing!" Mu Yutian was anxious. No matter what, at least his injuries were to protect him.

"Murong Shang." Murong Yanxing held Mu Yutian's wrist with his back hand, "Others say that I look very similar to you, whether it is personality or appearance... But in fact, I don't think we are like you at all. I will not act on anything that doesn't follow my wishes, at least... I won't act on my own family! Of course... Maybe you don't treat me as a family either. As you think, once I can't fulfill your expectations, I will not be a member of this family, right?"

"Okay, you're right, you're right! I'm just thinking about it!" Murong Shang listened to his words and took two steps towards him, "You think I'm in a hurry to let you go home, but I can't defend my own property! Who would have thought that his son would go to the army to die!"

"Yes, no one thinks... so today is not me, but someone else will be." Murong Yanxing changed his tone and continued, "I'm here to see my grandma this time. I have no other intentions. If you are unhappy... I can take it with me at any time..."

"Murong Yanxing! Murong Shang!" The old lady's voice came from the side.

"Xiao Yan!! You don't remember how you agreed to grandma just now! I promised not to argue with your dad... Murong Shang, you are so, so are you. You are so old, why are you quarreling with your son!"

"Yes... Second Young Master, you are always a son. Just let it go if you want to be soft, why do you still leave if you say it..." Jiang Ruoqing said softly from the side. Murong Yanxing looked at her coldly, and she swallowed all the following words back into her stomach.

"Xiao Yan, are you still leaving? We agreed to stay at home with grandma for more than a month, and we will hold an engagement banquet for you and Yutian!"

"Grandma, of course we won't leave. Murong Yanxing was accidentally injured! I'll take him to deal with it!" Mu Yutian hurriedly started to speak, and said to the old lady, pulling Murong Yanxing hard, wanting him to leave and ease the atmosphere.

Murong Yanxing glanced at Mu Yutian and saw that she wanted to pull him away, but she couldn't shake him for a long time. She looked red with her little face and suddenly felt that she was very fun.

Murong Yanxing finally raised his foot and followed Mu Yutian to the bathroom. Mu Yutian carefully pulled Murong Yanxing's wrist, put it under the cold water and washed it repeatedly, frowned from time to time, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "It seems a little swollen, there are no blisters yet, I won't know later..."

"Scared?" Murong Yanxing bent down and asked softly in her ear.
Chapter completed!
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