"Bang!" The box was thrown onto the sofa, bounced a bit, and then fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Wen Ning struggled to pick it up, but Lu Yanci held her wrist tightly and said coldly: "If you dare to move again, you will throw it into the sea now!"
Wen Ning didn't dare to move.
She didn't know Lu Yanci's temperament. Those who disobeyed him almost never ended well.
If he said he was going to throw it away, he would definitely throw it away.
Seeing that she had behaved, Lu Yanci took a small medicine box from the drawer next to her and pulled her to the sofa, "Sit down."
Wen Ning looked at the small copper box nervously. He was afraid that Lu Yanci would really throw it into the sea, so he had to sit down obediently.
"Hands, raise them."
Wen Ning raised his hand obediently.
She wore a light blue nightgown with a conservative style. The sleeves reached her elbows, leaving only a section of her forearms as white as tender lotus root exposed.
The light was soft, making her snow-white skin as translucent as mutton-fat jade.
Because his skin is white, the injured area looks a bit shocking.
Lu Yanci pressed the bruised area and asked in a cold voice, "Does it hurt?"
Wen Ning focused all his attention on the box and shook his head mechanically, "It doesn't hurt."
In fact, she really didn't feel much pain, at least compared to the time she was beaten just now, this little pain really pales into insignificance.
Doesn't it hurt?
Lu Yanci's eyes darkened, and he followed her gaze and glanced at the small box with a little mud on it, and said in a cold voice, "Throw it away if you look at it again."
Wen Ning turned around hastily, glanced nervously at Lu Yanci, and remained silent and motionless.
Lu Yanci took Yunnan Baiyao and sprayed it on the wound a few times, then applied some anti-inflammatory medicine, and then wrapped the injured area with gauze.
When the medicine was sprayed on, Wen Ning frowned in pain and shook his hands, but did not make a sound.
Lu Yanci wrapped the gauze with an expressionless expression, his eyes falling on the band-aid.
It is larger than ordinary band-aids and has cute cartoon characters printed on it.
He frowned slightly, "What is this?"
Wen Ning panicked, quickly retracted his hand and hid it behind his back.
"No, it's nothing. The skin was a little bit bruised just now."
Lu Yanci looked at her motionless, his eyes very cold, as if he had noticed her little trick of lying at a glance.
Wen Ning panicked even more, and hid his other hand behind his back, his voice trembling, "Uncle, I don't feel any pain, thank you."
Lu Yanci narrowed his eyes, raised his hand and tugged on his meticulous tie, his voice was cold, "It really doesn't hurt?"
Wen Ning shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."
Lu Yanci stood up and stared at her from top to bottom, "If your hands don't hurt, you can't be idle and help me take off my clothes."
Thunder is rolling!
Wen Ning was stunned.
Does he need someone to wait on him even when he takes off his clothes?
But she remembered that no one else was allowed in his house, so how did he take off his clothes before?
She had an intuition that Lu Yanci was deliberately making things difficult for her.
She gritted her teeth and whispered: "Uncle, I don't know how, can you take it off yourself?"
Lu Yanci's voice was cold and hard, "These are what you will have to do in the future. It will not hurt you to learn them early."
Wen Ning didn't understand what he was talking about, so he just looked at him subconsciously.
He was already tall, but when he looked down at her like this, she had the illusion that he was as humble as dust. At this time, she felt that someone as noble as Lu Yanci seemed to be born to be served.
She moved her lips, but didn't say a word. She stood up slowly, her fingertips trembling slightly, and gently unbuttoned his first suit button.
His clothes were of excellent quality, and even the buttons were made of unknown materials. Wen Ning was afraid that he would damage them, so he carefully took off his coat, revealing a silk-textured thin white striped shirt underneath.
The hem of his shirt was tucked into his suit pants, making him appear even more broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, presenting a lean and powerful inverted triangle figure.
Coupled with his already cold-looking appearance, his appearance in white clothes and black trousers made him look even more aristocratic.
Wen Ning suddenly felt that his face was so hot that he didn't dare to raise his head. He held the tie in his hands and forgot how to untie it.
Lu Yanci frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to wrap her soft white hands, and once again led her to untie her tie.
His hands were slender and strong, a little rougher than expected. When he held her hand, it would bring a slight rubbing sensation, making her couldn't help but tremble slightly.
For some reason, she felt extremely sensitive and repelled any touch from Lu Yanci.
As soon as she untied her tie, she quickly retracted her hand, pinched the tie and bit her lip, not knowing what to do next.
Lu Yanci stared at her bitten red lips, his Adam's apple rolled, and his voice was a little hoarse, "From now on, the clothes you change will be placed in the basket at the door of the bathroom. Someone will come and take them away every day, and it will be the same when you go there. "
Went there?
Wen Ning was a little confused.
Lu Yanci met her wet eyes and said slowly: "I don't like other people's hands on my personal belongings, so you should learn to tidy them up early."
Wen Ning still didn't understand what he was talking about, and felt that everything he said today was strange, but she didn't dare to ask, so she had to pretend to understand.
Lu Yanci's eyes glanced around her washed pajamas, which were a little white, and he frowned slightly.
"Shen Lanyu doesn't care about you?"
When I rent a house outside, no one cares about my illness, and my clothes are not taken care of when they are old and worn out.
He suddenly regretted letting her go free.
Not to mention that I have learned bad habits like a little wild cat, and my life is in a mess.
Under such scrutinizing eyes, Wen Ning felt that he was humbled into dust.
She lowered her head, grasped the skirt tightly with her soft white hands, and whispered: "No, she doesn't care. It's just that I haven't been out often since college, so I didn't prepare any clothes."
As if she was afraid that Lu Yanci wouldn't believe it, she added, "She is my aunt, my dear aunt."
The word "kiss" is emphasized very strongly.
She suddenly remembered something and said quickly: "Uncle, was that skirt expensive today? I got it dirty..."
If he asked her to compensate, she really couldn't afford it.
Lu Yanci said in a very calm voice, "If you like it, ask the housekeeper to take it out and deal with it. If you don't like it, throw it away."
After a pause, he walked to the copper box, bent down and picked it up.
Seeing him touch the combination lock of the small box, Wen Ning's heart suddenly rose to his throat. He stepped forward and said, "Uncle, this is mine..."
Lu Yanci didn't look at her, turned around and walked upstairs, "Put it here with me first. Come and get it when you learn these little things."
Wen Ning was confused. Did he want her to help him wash clothes and clean?
But doesn’t he have a dedicated housekeeper? Why must she be the one?
So, in his eyes, is she worse than a servant?
