Mu Lianfeng didn't know how he could have such thoughts when facing Zhao Yun'er.
"Miss Yun'er, who were you talking to just now?" Mu Lianfeng asked seemingly casually.
"A friend of mine."
"It seems like a man?"
"Um."
"He cares about you very much..."
Mu Lianfeng murmured something, and his chest suddenly felt heavy and uncomfortable.
"Uh..." Zhao Yun'er didn't understand why Mu Lianfeng suddenly said this, and felt that Mu Lianfeng was a little weird.
Regarding Liu Lei's question, Zhao Yun'er didn't want to continue. She probably wouldn't be with Liu Lei, so naturally she didn't want to talk about anything.
The most important thing is that in front of Mu Lianfeng, Zhao Yun'er doesn't want to talk about other men.
While Zhao Yun'er was massaging Mu Lianfeng, she was thinking about things in her mind, so much so that she didn't even hear Mu Lianfeng call her several times.
Mu Lianfeng thought something had happened to Zhao Yun'er. As soon as he turned around, the two people's faces were so close that they could even feel the breath in each other's noses.
Zhao Yun'er's head went blank for a moment, and she jumped away.
"Mr. Mu..."
Mu Lianfeng also had a blush on his cheeks.
"I'm sorry, Miss Yun'er, I called you just now, but I turned around when I saw you didn't reply."
"It doesn't matter."
Zhao Yun'er smiled and replied. "I'm going to make clothes for Doudou."
"good."
Zhao Yuner moved away, sat down on the chair, and made clothes for Doudou.
If you don't find something to do, it will be very embarrassing to face Mu Lianfeng like this.
Zhao Yun'er followed Aunt Liu's instructions and started cutting and mending clothes.
It was the first time to make this thing, and Zhao Yun'er's needlework foundation was poor, so it was not easy.
But she had plenty of time, so she wasn't in a hurry.
"Hiss~" The needle accidentally stuck into her finger, and Zhao Yun'er gasped in pain.
"Miss Yun'er, what's wrong with you?" Mu Lianfeng cast a concerned look.
"It's okay, I just accidentally got pricked by a needle." Zhao Yun'er said.
"Let me take a look!" Mu Lianfeng climbed out of the bed gropingly, hopped up to Zhao Yun'er with one foot, picked up Zhao Yun'er's hand, and looked at it.
Mu Lianfeng's movement was so sudden that Zhao Yun'er didn't even react. His injured hand was in Mu Lianfeng's hand.
Seeing Zhao Yun'er's finger bleeding out, Mu Lianfeng took it into his mouth.
Zhao Yun'er was confused for a while.
When his fingers entered Mu Lianfeng's mouth, the pain was not so severe, but instead he felt very comfortable.
Isn't it wrong for a person of Mu Lianfeng's status to treat a country woman like this? It's too good...
Mu Lianfeng only acted subconsciously and didn't think too much. He saw his aunt breaking something and cutting her finger. His uncle also helped his aunt suck it.
"Miss Yun'er, it's okay." Mu Lianfeng let go of Zhao Yun'er's hand and saw that the bleeding on it had stopped.
When he raised his head, Mu Lianfeng met Zhao Yun'er's surprised eyes.
After the two people looked at each other for a few seconds, the atmosphere seemed a little ambiguous.
Zhao Yun'er quickly moved her face away and looked elsewhere.
"Thank you... thank you..."
"You're welcome, Miss Yun'er, be careful, don't get pricked again." Mu Lianfeng's eyes flashed with a hint of distress, and he warned Zhao Yun'er before lying back on the bed.
"Yeah." Zhao Yun'er nodded, but didn't dare to look at Mu Lianfeng again.