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Facts have proved that the servants of the villa are the elite of the servants, and the housekeeper Li is the elite of the housekeepers. Facing such a scene, everyone's faces did not show the slightest strangeness. They all continued to serve food in an orderly manner, continued to smile, and continued to wait for dispatch at any time.
Their eyes are able to look at you absolutely inadvertently, and even more inadvertently not to look at you. In short, the natural attitude made Chu Huan admire him.
Afterwards, Chu Huan dragged Xiao Moye into the room and protested solemnly. Finally, he said, "In the future, when there are no one, you can kiss, and when there are people, you can only kiss your face, not other places." Habits have to be cultivated in normal times. Otherwise, if Yi Xiao Moye is like this, if he goes to her hometown, his parents will see him kiss her in public, I am afraid that conservative parents will not be able to hold it.
Major General Xiao simply nodded in agreement. Of course, if he had any plans in his heart, he wouldn't be able to expressly tell the citizens at this moment.
Major General Xiao took leave today and did not go to the unit. Chu Huan's children's shoes are already graduates, and there is no need to go to school, so the citizen began to bandage the wounds on his hands for a certain major general.
Xiao Moye had a family doctor. Originally, Chu Huan planned to ask Steward Li to find the family doctor to see the injury on his hand, but Xiao Moye insisted that it was not a serious injury, and just asked Steward Li to find medicine and gauze. Chu Huan practiced hands and bandaged.
Last night, Chu Huan wiped Xiao Moye's hands in the carriage and saw the wounds in his palms. Even if you look at the wounds in his palms today, they are not as shocking as they were yesterday, but she still couldn't bear it in her heart. There was a pain in the place of residence.
"Really did not hurt your muscles and bones?" She asked worriedly.
He smiled, "You think it really hurts, would I still sit here like this?"
It's true! She thought about it, and relieved her mind, she poured some potion on the cotton first, and rubbed the potion on his wound little by little.
Xiao Moye didn't cry out for pain, but Chu Huan gasped while applying the medicine, as if she was in terrible pain.
"Well, can you rub you like this with a medicine?" His finger hooked her chin.
She muttered, "I'm afraid you hurt."
"It doesn't hurt," he whispered. "This injury is never painful to me."
She bit her lip, thinking of how hard he had to squeeze the handle of the umbrella at that time, and how angry he should have been at that time. Lowering her head again, she didn't gasp anymore this time, and carefully dosed him with medicine.
And he didn't say anything, looking at her quietly, spreading his right hand, any she applied the potion to the wound on his palm, his brows did not frown from beginning to end.
After applying the potion, he wrapped his hand with gauze layer by layer and wrapped his hand. Chu Huan had never learned to bandage, and he was very clumsy. After several times, he wrapped too thickly, and then got a big knot. , On the contrary, the gauze was all loosened. In the end, Xiao Moye couldn't stand it anymore, so he bandaged it himself.
Clean and neat! The two thin layers of gauze not only covered the wound, but did not affect the movement of the fingers. Chu Huan was impressed by it. As expected, it was from the army. The bandaging craftsmanship is much better than hers.
After handling the injury on his hand, she sat next to him, thought for a while, and felt that it was time to spread Du Hai's affairs and talk about it.
"Mo Ye, tell you something." She licked her lips, feeling a little uneasy in her heart.
"Good." He nodded.
"You have to listen to me before commenting."
"it is good."
"Don't stop listening to it."
"it is good."
So Chu Huan’s shoes still talked about her liking for Du Hai like pour beans. From when she first entered school, to discovering that she had a good impression of Du Hai, to Fang Ting’er and Du Hai’s formal relationship, she Squat for a day of comics, such as these, Barabara...
While talking, she was watching his expression, but his expression was always faint. It could be seen that he was listening very seriously, but apart from that, she could see nothing else.
After she had said all of these things, she came to the end, "I really don’t like Du Hai anymore. After he dated with Ting'er, this liking for me has slowly faded and disappeared. , No longer exists."
He didn't say a word, his dark eyes just looked at her deeply, until she couldn't help swallowing the saliva secreted from her throat, he slowly opened her thin lips and asked in a soft voice, "Then Huan, why would Duan Tang know that you once liked Du Hai?" It was not that he found out first, but Duan Tang. This fact also gave him a thorn in his heart.
That means that she and Duan Tang share a common secret, and he doesn't!
"On one occasion, Duan Tang saw the film and television research agency's album, and then... guessed it." Chu Huan replied.
"The two albums I've seen?" he asked.
"A total of eight books, you only see two of them."
"Does Duan Tang often go to you?"
She shook her head, "It's not very often, but during the period of making micro movies, he often watches." Basically, she was 15 to 10 at the moment, and all recruited him.
"After he found out about this, didn't he make any demands of you?" He continued to ask, taking her hand and flicking her fingers gently, as if he was teasing.
She was surprised, showing a "how do you know" expression on her face.
Xiao Moye's eyes darkened, and it seemed that Duan Tang had indeed asked for it. Yes, he and Duan Tang, in the final analysis, are the same in nature. If he encounters this kind of opportunity, he will definitely take advantage of it. How can Duan Tang give up this kind of opportunity
"What request did he make?" The lowly voice, like a charmer, coaxed her to say it.
"He..." Duan Tang came to her in the downpour and said to her in a cold voice—
"Chu Huan, I really fell in love with you!"
Duan Tang at that time was pale and transparent, like exquisite crystal, pure and fragile. But she was smashing the crystal severely.
"He said he wanted me to love him." Her fingers couldn't help but squeeze, and her heart felt a little painful for no reason. Is it sympathy, pity, or something else
"You didn't agree, did you?" His fingers stroked her cheek.
She nodded.
"So why do you have this expression?" he asked, fingers lingering in her eyes.
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These words don't count as money: 200 chapters, it's not easy! I don't know if I can make it to the 300th chapter! I suddenly found out that my potential can be squeezed in this way. I didn't expect to finish 10,000 words at 10:30 today. Spreading flowers! Although there are 1000 words that were coded out last night. It was only at noon today that I found out about Fengtui, the update volume of 10,000 words, and I was so shocked that I was forced out in a cold sweat.