Chapter 41 Jiu, I'm here to take you home

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"I was so scared, I thought it was broken." Mu Ling breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't think there was anything wrong with Fang Li's knee injury. She was even afraid that Fang Li would be embarrassed, so she took the initiative to say:

"The wound on the knee is the easiest to move, especially the wrinkle. Standing up and sitting down can cause the scab to crack."

Thinking of her childhood experience, Mu Ling shuddered: "When I was a child, my knees were broken all over, but I couldn't control myself from moving around, so that part of the body bleeds every day."

Mu Ling pulled up her trouser legs: "Look, there is still a scar."

"It hurts, right?" Fang Li grinned at the scar on Mu Ling's knee and immediately decided to sit in a wheelchair today.

She didn't want to leave a scar.

"It hurts." Mu Ling nodded, thinking of what she did when she was a child, she just wanted to pinch herself to death.

At that time, her family could find the best way to remove the scar for her, but Mu Ling thought that the scar was a hero's medal and refused to cooperate, so now she has such a big scar.

Talking about this, Mu Ling's gaze fell to Wen Jiu's left shoulder, where a circle of flesh-pink scars could be seen, which was darker than the surrounding skin color.

Last time, Mu Ling was curious about how Wen Jiu got the injury on his shoulder, but it was not appropriate to ask since they met for the first time. Now that they were talking about this topic, Mu Ling couldn't help but ask Wen Jiu: "

Jiujiu, how did you get the injury on your shoulder?"

"Burn." Wen Jiu answered, and he lowered his head to take a look before continuing:

"In fact, it is now the result of many repairs." Her white and tender fingers stroked along the irregular shape formed by the red line, and explained casually: "

The skin here used to have pigmentation, and later we used many methods to gradually restore the skin color to normal."

"However... the place where the burn and the intact skin meet still cannot be completely repaired."

Wen Jiu said, and seeing that both of them frowned as if they were worried about making her sad, he smiled and comforted:

"Although you can still see a little bit now, it doesn't matter to me." She shrugged: "After all, it's not your face that was injured."

"That's right." Mu Ling nodded in agreement, "As long as your face is there, others won't notice other places."

"Okay, okay, no more small talk." Mu Ling clapped her hands and cleverly changed the subject: "Let's go shopping. I'm going to buy a lot today!"

Hearing this, Fang Li covered her pockets with distressed hands: "I don't have much savings, but if there is something I like, I will buy it."

The consumption level of each floor of the mall they came to is different. If it was in the past, Mu Ling would definitely go straight to the top floor.

But today, the three of them started shopping from the first floor.

At the beginning, Mu Ling could still pretend to be reserved and say that she didn't like these cheap clothes, but later she bought the most.

Even Fang Li picked a few pieces, but Wen Jiu didn't like any clothes from beginning to end.

Mu Ling handed the big and small bags she was carrying to the bodyguard who followed her, and then asked Wen Jiu:

"Don't you like anything?"

"I didn't have it just now, but now I have it." Wen Jiu threw her a coquettish look, walked up, picked up a sleeveless waisted pleated skirt that was closer to beige and went into the fitting room.

"It looks good!" Fang Li's eyes lit up. In addition to the elegant and generous texture of the skirt that Wen Jiu took, the sleeveless design added a bit of cool visual impact. With Wen Jiu's temperament, it must look good on her.

"I think it suits her too." Mu Ling didn't go to try on clothes, and waited for Wen Jiu to come out at the door so that she could feast her eyes.

Soon, the door of the fitting room opened.

The first thing that caught their eyes was Wen Jiu's long legs and the swaying hem of her skirt as she moved.

Fang Li grabbed Mu Ling's hand, staring at Wen Jiu who walked out slowly without blinking, and then swallowed her saliva in a useless way.

"Wow, why does it look so good?"

Wen Jiu's waist was already slender, and at this moment, this skirt was a waist-hugging style, which instantly highlighted the advantages of Wen Jiu's figure.

Mu Ling wiped the corner of her mouth: "I suddenly understand what it means to be pure and lustful."

Although this skirt is a sleeveless halter neck style, it doesn't show anything except the shoulders, so the style is not sexy.

The reason why the two of them were so greedy was entirely because of Wenjiu's figure.

But the coldness and arrogance between Wenjiu's eyebrows suppressed the kind of charming charm that made people addicted, and instead gave people a sense of distance that they could only admire from afar and not play with.

Mu Ling hurriedly ran up, picked up the phone and suggested:

"Selfie, selfie, I want to use your appearance to support my circle of friends!!!"

"I want it too!" Fang Li whispered, and Mu Ling immediately replied to her: "I'll take a picture first, you line up."

"Okay," Fang Li nodded, not caring who went first or later.

The two of them didn't care whether Wenjiu agreed or not, and they happily finalized it.

"Jiujiu, don't smile so brightly, be a little more arrogant."

After taking a few photos, Mu Ling looked at Wenjiu's bright and moving smile and cunningly suggested:

"You have to feel that you are forced by me and have to surrender."

After saying that, Mu Ling sucked hissing saliva and stared at Wenjiu, afraid that she would disagree.

Wenjiu: "..."

She nodded: "Aloof queen?"

Mu Ling nodded with starry eyes and a chick-pecking-rice-like manner.

Wenjiu immediately stopped smiling: "Come on."

In just a moment, Wenjiu's temperament seemed to have changed.

From being flamboyant and bright, he suddenly became aloof and arrogant, and the disdain in his eyebrows made Mu Ling scream several times.

"So beautiful, so beautiful, woo woo woo, Jiujiu, do you want to talk?" Mu Ling grabbed Wenjiu's hand, wishing to throw herself into her arms immediately.

But she restrained herself and just kept pressing the shooting button.

"Huh?" Mu Ling paused in pressing the shooting button. She looked at the person who appeared in their camera and raised her eyebrows: "Is there a handsome guy?"

Mu Ling looked back curiously after she finished speaking, but she didn't notice that Wenjiu's eyes suddenly turned cold when she saw the figure clearly.

"Hello, is there anything I can do for you?" If Mu Ling was interrupted by someone who suddenly appeared and interrupted her selfie at other times, she would definitely get angry, but what should she say today...

This person was so handsome that Mu Ling couldn't bear to get angry.

"I'm looking for her." The boy smiled politely at Mu Ling, and then his affectionate peach blossom eyes stared at Wen Jiu, with uncontrollable longing and love in his eyes.

He spoke, his voice so gentle that it seemed to drown people: "A Jiu, I'll take you home."