his little luck

Chapter 519 Ma'am, do you like me?
Mu Yixun felt a faint pain in his chest.

It's so strange, she is clearly a promise-keeper, why does her heart hurt?

It's an illusion.

But the pain was so obvious that she couldn't ignore it.

Mu Yixun heard his own voice say coldly and calmly: "Young master, you and Xi have been engaged for more than three years, and it's time to marry Xi."

"Marry Xi, marry Xi!"

Mato Akara slowly repeated Mu Yixun's last words twice, his blue eyes narrowed slightly, and he seemed to smile carelessly, "But how can I marry her?"

What he said seemed to be asking Mu Yixun, but it was more about himself.

Because after he finished asking this sentence, he slammed the bar in his hand hard in front of him.

The goblet knocked against a corner of the coffee table, and it shattered and fell apart.

Wine-red liquor spilled all over the floor.

Mayo Shoto's big hand was holding the wine glass, and many fragments cut his palm.

When Mu Yixun saw this, Qingxiu frowned: "Young master, are you alright?"

She asked, and went to the medicine box without waiting for Akira Mato to answer.

Soon, I saw the prepared medicine box in a conspicuous place of a cabinet in the room.

Mu Yixun came to the sofa with the medicine box, she slowly squatted down, half-kneeled in front of Ma Teng Ao, and said, "Young master, let me bandage your wound."

Mayo Akira stared at the amber liquor with cold eyes, as if he didn't notice the pain in his hand.

Mu Yixun didn't wait for him to speak, she opened the medicine box, took out the alcohol, and opened it.

Then he stretched out his hand cautiously and took Mayo Sho's hand.

Akira Mayo just held the wine glass and smashed it on the marble tabletop, his hand was cut by glass fragments, the red wine mixed with blood, and a large piece of glass shards stuck in his palm.

As a keeper of the contract, Mu Yixun has seen many wounds.

To be honest, this kind of wound is not a wound at all.

But seeing the young master's palm hurt, she still had a strange feeling in her heart.

It seems that there is still a feeling of heart pain.

But this kind of pain is distinctly different from the pain when I heard the young master say that he wants to marry Xi just now.

Mu Yixun couldn't tell the difference between these two differences.

She stared at Mayo Shoto's palm without emotion, took out tweezers from the medicine box, and said to Mayo Shoto, "Young Master, let me treat your wound."

Mayo Akira still didn't answer, the man just adjusted his sitting posture and leaned lazily on the sofa with his legs crossed, which meant to follow her.

Mu Yixun closed his eyes.

Holding tweezers, she carefully pinched out the broken glass in Mayo Mayo's palm, cleaned the wound with alcohol, and finally wrapped it with a layer of gauze.

Mu Yixun bandaged Mato Aya.

She put everything back into the medicine box, stood up slowly, and said softly, "Young master, it's done."

Mayo Shoto leaned on the sofa, slightly raised his chin.

He stared at Mu Yixun, and suddenly said: "Xun, let me ask you a question."

Mu Yixun was about to take the medicine box back to its original place, but upon hearing that, she stopped in her tracks: "Young master, you ask."

Matou Akira rested one long arm on the sofa and said, "If there is one thing that you know is wrong and absolutely must not be done, but you still want to do it, will you do it?"

"Little Lord."

Mu Yixun asked back: "I already know it's wrong, why do I still do it?"

Mato Akara didn't seem to expect that Mu Yixun would ask back. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled wickedly, and said unhurriedly: "Because if you do it, you will suffer for a lifetime, but if you don't do it, you will regret it for the rest of your life."

After a pause, Matou Xiao didn't wait for Mu Yixun to answer, he looked away again, and sighed to himself: "Why am I telling you this? What kind of feelings do you know. It's okay, Xun, you can go back and rest. Here There is no need to clean up, I will clean up tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand casually.

What kind of feelings do you understand?

Mato Ayatoshi's words hit Mu Yixun's heart with no seriousness.

What does she know about feelings?

She is...understood.

It's just that the young master thought she didn't understand.

Mu Yixun's lips trembled a little, she pursed her lips lightly, and said softly: "Yes, young master. Good night."

She went to put the medicine box back where it was, then turned and walked towards the door of the presidential suite.

Before walking to the door of the suite.

Mu Yixun opened the door of the room, she wanted to go out, but stopped again.

Turning around, Mu Yixun stared at the thin and lazy back of Mato Akara sitting on the sofa with clear eyes.

This man is her belief!
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"Stupid Guan Xi, get up! Get up!"

Guan Xi fell into a drowsy sleep,

What is that perverted old man Xiao Jiuyan going to do again?

Kissing her wasn't enough, now what's going on with a big hand pinching her waist?

"Xiao Jiuyan, you... what are you doing?"

Guan Xi looked at the handsome face of the noble and glamorous man suddenly enlarged in front of her, and felt his heart beating very fast.

She stammered, "You, let me go."

The man seemed to be sitting in a wheelchair, his arms were so strong and powerful, he hugged her slender waist, controlled the rhythm, and asked her to sit down slowly: "Madam, be good."

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"Stupid! Dumb! Guan! Xi! If you sleep again, you will become a pig. Get up!"

At this time, there was a childish and high-cold magic voice piercing her ears, and it rang loudly beside her.

"Don't be noisy, sleepy, I still want to sleep!"

With a wave of his white hand, Guan Xi pulled the quilt over his head and covered it.

What's the noise!
Little Sundae planned to wake Guan Xi up, but as always, it was difficult to wake her up.

His little round face was wrinkled like a steamed stuffed bun, and he pulled Guan Xi's quilt with two chubby hands: "Get up! Stupid Guan Xi!"

Guan Xi's quilt was about to be pulled away, so he also subconsciously pulled it away.

After all, she was still asleep, she was dazed and moved slowly, she hadn't pulled the little sundae, and the quilt covering her body was gone.

With the weight gone, Guan Xi finally regained consciousness.

Little Sundai turned up his volume and said coldly, "Idiot Guan Xi!"

Guan Xi suddenly opened his eyes.

Into the eyes, is a snow-white ceiling.

So, what about that perverted old man Xiao Jiuyan?

Just now he wrapped his big hands around her waist and was doing strange things to her...

"Stupid Guan Xi, get up quickly when you wake up." The childish voice of Xiao Shengdai sounded coldly, "Pig who likes to sleep late."

Guan Xi turned his head sideways, and what he saw was the super invincible and cute little face of her little ancestor.

He was looking at her with a bit of disgust and hatred.

and so……

She...was she dreaming just now?

Guan Xi's little head was slow at the moment, and after a while, she was terrified, and belatedly realized...

She, she, she actually had a strange dream last night, and the one who was so meowing was actually with that perverted old man Xiao Jiuyan.

How could she have such a dream! ! !
　[Thank you Hongxiu 1334, Hongxiu 4984, Hongxiu magic, Lazy Treasure 1997 for your reward]

　　
　
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