The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

"Yingbao, who told you that I was injured?"

Rong Liyuan's face was gloomy, and the evil fire in his heart kept rushing up, wishing to wring that traitor out and beat him up.

Who is so wicked to destroy their good deeds as a young couple? He didn't know if that person would be struck by lightning, but he would definitely be beaten to the ground.

"It's... Doctor Fu said... I met him while shopping today."

Mu Changying swallowed wildly, and immediately betrayed Fu Huaizheng without any struggle.

As the saying goes, a dead fellow does not die a poor one, she is a professional at selling teammates.

"It's just that my hand is injured, it's not that my hand is disabled, and it's not that my body is weak."

It seems that a certain person's life seems to be too comfortable, and he starts to meddle in his own business with mice.

As soon as Mu Changying heard the cold tone, he knew that Fu Huaizheng must be in trouble.

Brother, it's a sin, it's not that I don't help, but in fact, she can't protect herself.

"Ah Yuan, it's not allowed, no matter what happens, the wound will be torn."

"You move that tassel."

"Cough cough cough..."

This is too shocking, I can't stand it.

As soon as Mu Changying choked on the saliva, she started to cough violently, and when she rolled her little white eyes, tears welled up in her sockets.

"Yingbao, drink some water. Take your time, don't choke."

Rong Liyuan panicked, quickly picked up the water glass in front of the bedside table and carefully handed it to her lips.

He gently patted her back with his broad palm, his eyes filled with distress.

This meticulous care showed how important she was to him.

Mu Changying took a few sips of water before calming down, her complexion gradually turned rosy.

She looked at Rong Liyuan pitifully, and said softly, "A Yuan..."

With a single sweet word, it was easy for him to give up his helmet and armor, and he suffered a crushing defeat.

He bent down to pick her up and put her on the big soft bed, "Sleep, I won't torment you."

Rong Liyuan suppressed the flame in his heart, put his arms around the petite and exquisite girl, and closed his eyes.

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The next day, the man woke up.

Just as Rong Liyuan wanted to get out of bed, he startled the half-asleep girl.

She half-closed her eyes, wrapped her arms around his waist, and rubbed her small face against his back.

"Well... my husband, sleep a little longer."

"Yingbao, go back to sleep obediently, and my husband will make you a lot of money."

His tassel was so clingy to him!

Yingbao, Yingbao, she cares about him more and more...

Rong Liyuan is almost unable to bear it anymore, if he doesn't leave, he will really be reluctant to leave.

"I don't allow it, you are injured and can't go to work in the company!"

"You're spending so much money on them, why would you want them if you can't run the business without you?"

"When will you heal your wound and then go to work in the company? During this time, just hold a meeting at home and give advice remotely."

"Besides, Yingying can also make money, and give A Yuan all the small money she earns."

When Mu Changying's drowsiness disappeared, she woke up instantly. She touched her mouth and spit out a long string of words without giving anyone a chance to refute.

This is her dear husband, so of course she has to take care of him.

There is no shortage of money at home, making money is small, and it is troublesome when you are exhausted!

"Hey, I'll go to the company to hold a regular meeting and explain it, and bring back the light work by the way."

"I'll be back soon, and I won't force myself to go to work."

Rong Liyuan looked helpless, but his heart was warm.

He turned around and embraced the delicate and soft girl.