Zhou Wei hurriedly stepped forward to delete the things on the computer, and the ambiguous sounds in the study suddenly stopped.
But the atmosphere became even weirder.
"Mr. Mo, it seems that the treatment effect in the past few days is not bad."
"Your...heartbeat has accelerated."
Qin Yin took the opportunity to get rid of Mo Yichen's hand covering her eyes, a pair of wet apricot eyes filled with teasing and ambiguity.
The girl's clear eyes reflected Mo Yichen's expressionless but slightly embarrassed Rakshasa face.
But she didn't feel the slightest bit frightened.
Looking directly at his mutilated face, his eyes were sincere.
"……go out!"
Mo Yichen frowned, sat up stiffly, let go of Qin Yin, turned to the side of the wheelchair, and continued to issue the ejection order through gritted teeth.
However, Qin Yin held her tightly while turning the wheelchair sideways. The girl squatted in front of the wheelchair and raised her little head, her tone became serious.
"Mr. Mo, since the treatment is effective, of course we must strike while the iron is hot!"
"Go back to the bedroom, I have to massage and apply medicine on you right away."
Qin Yin stood up and held up his medical bag.
"..." Zhou Wei was horrified: Madam, are you sure you're not taking advantage of someone's misfortune? ?
Qin Yin almost spent all his existing savings to gather the medicinal materials. He must apply the medicine to Mo Yichen tonight.
In the bedroom.
Zhou Wei was forced to stand aside overtime.
Mo Yichen used his arm strength to sit on the bed and rolled up his trouser legs as usual.
A beautiful white hand suddenly held down his movements.
Qin Yin placed the ground ointment on the bedside and raised an eyebrow at Mo Yichen with a smile: "Mr. Mo, this time... you have to take off your pants."
"Pfft...ahem!!"
Zhou Wei almost lost his breath and quickly covered his mouth, trying to reduce his presence.
Mom, the new lady...is a bit wild!
Mo Yichen's face darkened, and he complained angrily to Zhou: "Is the slipper stuck in your throat?"
"..." Zhou Wei felt like crying but had no tears.
"Bodyguard Zhou is still here. Do you want to stay and admire Mr. Mo's long legs or his hips?"
Qin Yin's words were astonishing.
Zhou Wei became weaker, humbler and helpless.
"Mr. Mo, I'm going to guard the outside right now."
"You guys, do your best."
Zhou told him to apply oil on his soles. As soon as he finished speaking, he was already outside the door.
While standing guard, he didn't forget to plug in his headphones.
In the master bedroom, Mo Yichen looked cold and arrogant.
He turned his head slightly to look at Qin Yin, his lips raised in a restrained and forbearing manner, his brows furrowed, and his black eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Qin Yin, you'd better pray to cure me."
Otherwise, the consequences of playing with him will be disastrous!
Seeing his noble and resisting attitude, Qin Yin moved forward impatiently and placed her hands on both sides of his body.
"Mr. Mo, do you want to take it off yourself, or should I help you take it off?"
The girl's eyelids were miscarried, and she stared at him with an indifferent expression. The corners of her lips were curved, showing an indescribable clarity and calmness.
But for some reason, it just arouses him.
Mo Yichen was stunned for a moment, then with a cold face he began to unbuckle his belt and take off his pants.
The pants were taken off, and the long legs with mottled scars were exposed to Qin Yin's eyes.
Qin Yin frowned, his eyes swept over the scars, his heart suffocated, and his fingertips couldn't help but tremble as they covered his legs.
No wonder he never let her see his body in his previous life.
Even the night they finally consummated their marriage, she resisted in the dark.
Mo Yichen's rough breath sprayed on the crook of her neck, he covered her eyes with his big palms, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Good boy, don't look."
Too ugly.
You will be afraid, you will be disgusted and disgusted.
And I can't stand that look in your eyes.
At this moment, Mo Yichen's cold and sinister eyes met Qin Yin's clear, apricot eyes full of heartache.
It seemed like something had been hit.
The next moment, Mo Yan reflected ridicule: Joke, his broken body, even his father and sister were frightened and backed away when they saw it.
It is impossible for anyone to feel sorry for him.
Who is Qin Yin? She is pretending to feel sorry for him, is she trying to win his trust, and then wantonly crush him and trample him?
He won't be fooled!
"Have you seen enough?"
Mo Yichen interrupted Qin Yin's thoughts with a cold voice and reached out to slap her covering hand away.
Qin Yin came back to her senses and cast away the heartache in her eyes.
She knew very well that Mo Yichen would not believe what she said at this moment.
Maybe even doubt her.
It's better to wait calmly.
"I've seen enough, let me start touching..."
"..." Mo Yichen's eyebrows twitched: This little girl is simply not serious.
"Wrong, the massage has started."
Qin Yin deliberately said in a tone of voice.
Mo Yichen was helpless and just wanted to sew Qin Yin's mouth shut with needle and thread.
Qin Yin's fingering techniques are both hard and soft, and the seemingly slender and soft fingers are covered with large and small calluses.
No matter the strength or flexibility of the massage, it is not inferior to any professional masseur.
This kind of detail made Mo Yichen frown subconsciously, and asked by mistake: "Miss Jun's family used to be a masseur?"
"The technique is so skillful."
Zhou Wei, who was outside the door, had just taken off his earphones when he heard this sentence coming from inside the room.
"..." Zhou Wei: Mr. Mo, since we can't speak, just give up your mouth.
The tycoon silently plugged in his headphones again.
When Qin Yin heard this, he just smiled softly: "My second brother has disabled legs. I checked many ancient books. I was afraid that his muscles would atrophy, so I practiced fingering on puppets."
"He has high self-esteem, so I massage his muscles every night after he falls asleep."
"Probably practice makes perfect."
The girl sighed softly. She was clearly a little girl, but she gave people a sense of vicissitudes of life.
Mo Yichen paused and looked at Qin Yin with a more searching look.
"Then his leg disease has recovered?"
Mo Yichen made a tentative sound.
What he should pay most attention to is whether Qin Yin's medical skills are reliable.
"not yet."
"I won't treat him anymore."
"Mo Yichen, I want you to stand up. I want you to return to the peak that everyone admires. That's you."
She had never seen him standing up in her previous life. After her rebirth, she checked on Mo Yichen.
Before the crash, he had always been the favored son of heaven and the eldest son of the Mo family, whom everyone relied on.
The next head of the Mo family worthy of the name.
After Qin Yin finished the massage, she started to apply medicine.
The tone was so light, but it gave Mo Yichen a burning feeling in his heart.
"Stop talking empty words. If you can't cure me, you will be miserable."
Mo Yichen seemed to have remembered something. His face was so pale that he was sickly. The white silk shirt outlined the sculptural lines of his upper body, but it revealed a bit of loneliness.
——
Jun family.
"Tangtang, I heard that you and Xiao Wu went to Qingbei and felt heartache again?"
Jun Siche saw at a glance that Jun Tangyue's face was pale as she just returned home, and hurried to greet her.
In the entire Jun family, currently Jun Siche and Jun Tangyue are entertainment industry entertainers, so they are naturally closer to each other.
Jun Tangyue bit her lip and accidentally exposed the needle hole on her wrist, looking like she was hesitating to speak: "Third brother, don't worry, my sister gave me the acupuncture, I'm fine..."
When Jun Sichun saw the eye of the needle, he frowned:
"With her three-legged cat acupuncture skills, it is clear that she is deliberately trying to tease you by giving you acupuncture."
"Xiao Wu, why are you protecting Tangtang? How vicious is Qin Yin? Are you..."
Jun Siyu's eyes were originally wandering and a little absent-minded.
Hearing the third brother's accusations against Qin Yin, his heart felt like a big stone was getting heavier and heavier.
He raised his eyes to interrupt Jun Siche's words, stared at him seriously and said, "Third brother, Qin Yin is also our biological sister!"
"Her acupuncture skills were taught by her grandfather."
So, how could she harm Tangtang?
Jun Siche didn't expect Xiao Wu to refute him.
He choked and resumed his teaching posture: "Xiao Wu, were you lowered by her?"
"Don't forget how much Tangtang lost after she returned home. Half of her material and family ties were taken away, and her health was even more in danger."
"Qin Yin is jumping up and down, what's wrong with Rang Yirang Tangtang?"
Jun Siyu looked at Jun Siche in disbelief.
The young man, as clear as the wind, had confused eyes and a solemn tone: "Third brother, doesn't Xiaoyin deserve that half?"
"Tangtang's heart disease was not caused by Xiaoyin. It was a hereditary disease brought from her mother's womb..."
He didn't understand what Xiaoyin did wrong at Jun's house.
Why is no one tolerant of her?
Jun Siche was stunned. He had never thought that the uneducated young master of the Jun family would have such a sharp moment.
Old Mrs. Jun held her cane and glanced at the three of them coldly, her eyes falling on Jun Tangyue lovingly and tenderly.
Then he said sharply:
"That's why Qin Yin robbed my Tangtang of her nutrition in her mother's womb."
"Otherwise, why didn't this genetic disease happen to Qin Yin?"
"Xiao Wu, you caused your sister to get sick outside. Now go to the ancestral hall and kneel for two hours!"
