Chapter 1867 (1/2)

In the Japanese style villa, the housekeeper has taken people to prepare all the daily necessities.

After Ying Feifei and Mo Liangyu enter the door, the servant comes forward respectfully to say hello.

”Look around. There's a small garden behind the yard. The hot spring is there!”

Mo Liangyu turns his head and says something to Ying Feifei, while he limps to the sofa and asks the servant to bring him an ice bag after sitting down.

There was a lot of itching on his ankle. He wanted to apply ice.

Ying Feifei looks at his tired look and feels very sorry.

When the servant came from the refrigerator with an ice bag, she took it and said, ”I'll do it.”

At this time, Mo Liangyu, leaning on the back of the sofa, opened his eyes steeply, saw the ice bag in her hand, and frowned, ”don't you, just let them do it.

Your room is the first one on the right. Go up and have a look first

Feifei ignored his refusal and went to the sofa to squat down. He skillfully rolled up his trouser legs. Seeing his swollen ankle, he was surprised to lift up the corner of his trousers again. ”You don't wear autumn pants on such a cold day?”

Mo Liangyu glanced at her, shook his legs, and answered with a straight and strong voice, ”when I go out, I'll take the car. What kind of autumn pants do I wear!

It's not warm, it's bloated and ugly! ”

That's ridiculous!

Ying Feifei skimmed his mouth, touched the ice bag, and finally gently touched his ankle.

Then the young master shook his head with a comfortable face, and his mouth was still murmuring, ”comfortable, more to the left!”

Ying Feifei with ice bag

I feel that the ice bag is a little hot!

It's just ice. As for his exaggeration?!