Heyun released Anyan and opened his robe at will.


    Anyan ran to the bed in a hurry, grabbed the quilt on one side and wrapped himself up.


    She looked at he Junshen with red cheeks, "you... You..."


    His arm was injured, and the white gauze was dazzling, but it didn''t affect the man''s powerful aura at all. He walked to Anyan and pulled open the quilt that Anyan held tightly.


    "Ah --" Anyan exclaimed, watching the quilt pulled away by Heyun. She wanted to reach for the quilt, but her little hand was directly held by his left hand.


    "What are you doing?" An Yan blushed and immediately curled up.


    He Yun deeply looked at the wounds on her white skin, many bruises and bruises, which were very eye-catching to him.


    He opened the medicine box, took out the ointment from the medicine box, squeezed a little ointment on his slender finger, and directly applied it on Anyan''s skin.


    Abraded wound began to absorb ointment, some pain, Anyan want to hold back, but just did not hold back, but took a cold breath, she looked at the man in front of her, he was going to give her medicine!


    Is this what he called "inspection" on Jing''an mountain?


    Anyan felt the pain, her delicate brow slightly tight.


    He carefully examined every part of her body. As soon as Anyan lowered her head, she could see the eight abdominal muscles in his open bathrobe


    She took back her sight in a hurry and kept telling herself: can''t see, can''t see, this is a long needle eye!


    She closed her eyes and curled up.


    Heyun sees Anyan curling up. He presses her down on the bed with one hand


    From the top to the bottom of the inspection, not a drop.


    When he saw the wound, he applied medicine to her. The action was very quick, but where his fingers went, Anyan felt that her cool skin suddenly became hot.


    After taking the medicine, he left the ointment on one side at will.


    "I, can I cover myself?" Anyan can''t stand his eyes.


    He Yun gave a deep smile, which was extremely arrogant. Before Anyan made a sound again, he had bowed his head and sealed her sweet mouth with a kiss


    Such a hot and arrogant kiss makes Anyan take a breath. She looks at the man in front of her nervously.


    "You, your hand is hurt."


    "It''s just the hand that''s injured, it won''t affect my performance." He pinched Anyan''s jaw with his left hand. Looking at her, he was so rampant.


    This man has always been so arrogant, thinking of this, an Yan''s body trembled slightly.


    He began to attack Anyan.


    Anyan panicked and began to get hot.


    Suddenly, there was a knock on the door and aunt Xu''s voice came from outside


    "Miss mu, the soup is ready. I''ve served it."


    "Well, aunt Xu, wait a minute!" Anyan immediately gets up, but he Yun presses her down on the bed.


    "Come in." Then he ordered.


    His robe was open, completely covering Anyan.


    Aunt Xu came in with soup carefully. Looking at the picture in front of her, she couldn''t help but smile.


    Anyan embarrassed want to find a seam to drill in, because shy, her toes are involuntarily curled up.


    Seeing the picture in front of him, he Junshen suddenly said, "what kind of soup is it?" He asked aloud.


    Aunt Xu put the soup bowl on the tea table. Then she looked at he Junshen in embarrassment and said, "young master, it''s pig liver soup."


    Hearing the word "pig liver", he Junshen''s face suddenly became unhappy. He never ate animal viscera!


    Before he Junshen spoke, aunt Xu said again, "it was Miss Mu who cooked the soup by herself just now. She didn''t take a bath just to cook the soup..."


    When Heyun heard aunt Xu''s words, his frowning brow stretched out slightly.


    "Go down."


    "Yes." Aunt Xu nodded and said again before she left, "supper is ready. You can eat it at any time."


    After the voice fell, aunt Xu turned to leave with a smile, and did not forget to close the door of the master bedroom before leaving.


    The room fell into silence again. Besides the smell of pig liver soup, it was the faint fragrance on her body.


    He bowed his head and dropped a kiss on her chest. Within a moment, the red strawberry mark appeared.


    "You cooked it?" He knew it and asked.


    Anyan nodded, "well."


    "Cook it for me?" He still knows what to ask.


    "Well." Anyan nods again.


    He stretched out his hand and pinched her chin, with cold eyes, "aunt Xu didn''t tell you I don''t eat viscera!"


    He doesn''t eat viscera?


    "Ah?" An Yan is a Leng, "I don''t know!"


    She really did not know, only knew that he was injured, shed so much blood, pig liver is blood ah!


    Anyan immediately discussed with him, "do you drink a little? Even if one or two mouthfuls, pig liver is good for blood and health. You just lost so much blood... "


    "No!"


    Anyan insisted: "no! You''d better have a drink! I won''t lie to you, pig liver is really nourishing blood! "


    "Take it away!" He gave a cold command again.


    Anyan shook her head and said, "I don''t, I don''t!"


    "I won''t say it a third time!"


    "Then I''ll take the water you drink!" Then, Anyan pushed him away, immediately grabbed the quilt on one side, wrapped himself tightly, and looked at the delicate thermos on the table.


    She quickly walked to the edge of the kettle, and then picked up the kettle on the table, "I''m going to go down for supper. I''m so hungry. I''ve taken this kettle! Here, pig liver soup is on the table. If you are thirsty, drink it! I''m going


    Voice down, Anyan chose thirty-six stratagems to go.


    Anyan before leaving, first ran to the dressing room to wear a pajamas, and then quickly left the master bedroom with a kettle.


    After an Yan leaves, he Junshen grabs the broken hair on his forehead, picks up his mobile phone and dials Wu Yang.


    As soon as the phone was put through, his frigid voice suddenly rang out: "get out of here."


    "Yes, chief Hector."


    Then, Wu Yang quickly entered the master bedroom.


    "President he."


    Looking at he Junshen in front of him, Wu Yang bowed respectfully to him. Seeing that there was no quilt on the big king size bed, Wu Yang was confused.


    "Mr. He, where is the quilt on this bed?" Looking at the big bed without quilt, Wu Yang asked strangely.


    He Yun deep pick eyebrow, a face is cold, "have relation with you?"


    "Cough, no, No." Wu Yang scratched his head with a smile. "I''m just worried that general manager he will catch a cold when he falls asleep at night."