Mao Wenqi woke up and found that she was actually in the arms of a strange man. She was shocked and immediately wanted to break free from the arms of a man.

Memories come back and think of what happened yesterday, and then they relax.

Mao Wenqi has always been a brave person. But after all, she is a woman and an uninformed daughter. She turned red when she remembered yesterday's ridiculous agreement with Du Ao's request.

She reached out to push Du Ao away, but thought that Du Ao suffered serious injuries yesterday, so she immediately took his hand back.

Du Ao was still sleeping and showed no sign of waking up at all.

Mao Wenqi, who was lying in Du Ao's arms, couldn't stand it anymore. For the first time in her life, she was so close to a opposite sex, which made her heart almost jump out of her chest.

Mao Wenqi tried her best to control her breathing, but she still couldn't help but breathe heavily.

She wanted to turn her head away, but there was a mysterious force to stop her from doing so.

Mao Wenqi looked at Du Ao, and saw his forehead from his chin, and then saw his chin from his forehead; he saw his right ear from his left ear; he saw his left ear from his right ear.

This was the first time in her life that she looked at a man carefully.

Du Ao is not a handsome person, but this face has become the most profound face in Mao Wenqi's impression. She even feels that this not-so-handsome face has an indescribable charm.

Looking at the thin lips, a thought flashed in my mind.

"Do you want to kiss me?"

Mao Wenqi's face turned redder, she was so shy that she didn't dare to see anyone.

She didn't know why such a shame suddenly appeared in her mind. She shook her head repeatedly and secretly warned herself: This is a bastard pervert, Mao Wenqi, don't fall in love with this person.

Du Ao's eyes opened.

Mao Wenqi shouted, subconsciously trying to walk out of Du Ao's arms.

Du Ao's movements were much faster than Mao Wenqi's movements. He put one hand around his back and the other hand around his waist, bringing the two of them closer, which was already very close.

Du Ao smiled and looked at Mao Wenqi, who was soft in his arms, and said softly: "Wenqi, can I kiss you?"

Buzz.

Mao Wenqi's brain crashed.

How dare he be so frivolous!

Du Ao's eyes lit up, he leaned over and sipped on Mao Wenqi's cheek.

Bang!

Mao Wenqi reacted and immediately kicked Du Ao away.

Mao Wenqi held her knees with her hands and said tremblingly: "You, you, you, you shameless person, how could you treat me like this?"

Tears couldn't help but shed.

Du Ao looked painful and raised his right hand and said, "Miss Mao, I was wrong. Can you help me up?" With a puff, a mouthful of blood came out of his mouth.

Mao Wenqi didn't have time to be sad, so she quickly helped Du Ao up, but she still glared at Du Ao angrily, wishing she could kill Du Ao.

Du Ao looked like I was very weak, leaning against Mao Wenqi. Mao Wenqi finally helped Du Ao to the bed.

Mao Wenqi said in surprise: "Why is your situation even worse than yesterday?"

Du Ao sat up slowly and smiled bitterly: "It was much better, but your kick was too powerful. I need to slow it down."

"Who told you to be rude to me?" Mao Wenqi put her waist on her waist, and when she thought of it, her face suddenly turned red again, and she said with some distress: "Why do you look like this, then I still want to heal you?"

Thinking of that strange way of healing, Mao Wenqi wanted to get her head into the ground.

Du Ao's heart moved and immediately wanted to agree, but when he thought that Mao Wenqi might settle the score later, he suppressed this idea.

Du Ao shook his head and said, "No need, I'm not seriously injured. If you come to the bed, we will be able to recover quickly."

Mao Wenqi breathed a sigh of relief, came to the couch, sat face to face with Du Ao, covering his right hand with his left hand and covering his left hand with his right hand to help Du Ao heal his wounds.

When Mao Wenqi finished all this, she was shocked.

She suddenly realized that she was not shy about this kind of thing. What's wrong? Did I fall in love with this bad guy?

Du Aoke ignored so much.

He grabbed Mao Wenqi's slender hand and used his exercises to heal his wounds.

In fact, after five or six hours of cultivation, Du Ao's injuries had healed. He just pretended to behave on purpose just now, afraid that Mao Wenqi would cause trouble for him.

Now that this is the case, Du Ao can take advantage openly. How can he be unhappy?

Although taking advantage is taking advantage, Du Ao still can stop at it.

During this period, coupled with the understanding of the original work, Du Ao knew that Mao Wenqi was a somewhat rude but kind girl. Although Du Ao was greedy and lustful, he never liked to hurt such women, which made him feel an indescribable sense of guilt.

So at this time, Du Ao was only kissing Mao Wenqi's cheek at most, and did not dare to do too much action. If it was not Mao Wenqi in front of him, it was agave, Murong Qiudi or Hua Jieyu, they would be able to sit up.

After pretending to calm down for a while, Du Ao looked like I was recovering almost and expressed his gratitude to Mao Wenqi.

Time flies, and it is already night again.

Du Ao and Mao Wenqi's stomach were ginger, and Du Ao naturally refused to invite Mao Wenqi to dinner to express his gratitude.

Mao Wenqi felt that Du Ao was not a good person and wanted to escape from this place of misfortune, but for some reason, he agreed.

A full table of dishes.

Mao Wenqi had no intention of having a meal and just wanted to leave quickly.

At this moment, Mao Wenqi discovered something.

Du Ao, like a normal person, eats with his right hand, but he puts everything except sauce, wine glass, etc. on his left hand.

Mao Wenqi asked curiously: "Don't you feel very comfortable eating like this?"

Du Ao crawled the remaining food in the bowl into his mouth, and then placed the chopsticks on his left hand as well.

Du Ao smiled and explained to Mao Wenqi: "This is indeed a bit uncomfortable, but it is very safe."

Mao Wenqi didn't understand: "Safety? Why is it very safe?"

Du Ao did not answer first, but asked Mao Wenqi: "If you were me, what would you think of when you saw things like bowls, chopsticks, wine glasses, etc. on the table?"

Mao Wenqi looked at it and said, "I would think you are left-handed and like to use your left hand." His eyes lit up and he had already thought of something, but he still couldn't understand some things.

Du Ao smiled and said, "I want this effect. If someone wants to deal with me, he will definitely observe my living habits. If they discover this scene, they will definitely think that I am left-handed, so they are careful of my left hand."

Mao Wenqi finally understood and said, "As long as they think you are left-handed, they will not focus too much on your right hand, and they will naturally be fooled by you." He looked at Du Ao deeply and said, "You are so cunning, no wonder my cousin is not your opponent."

Du Ao shrugged helplessly and said, "I want to make myself feel more comfortable, but who said I am a disciple of Xue Yiren? People in the world dare not deal with him, but dare to cause trouble for me."

Mao Wenqi also knew that Du Ao was telling the truth, and she couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart. She quickly threw away the pity.

After dinner, Mao Wenqi planned to leave. Du Ao said it was already late, should I live here? Mao Wenqi hesitated, but still shook her head firmly.

She just wants to stay away from Du Ao now.

She felt that Du Ao had a very strange attraction. If she stayed, she would probably do something that she regretted.

It would be great if he wasn't that lustful!

Mao Wenqi shook her head, threw away the idea, and stood up.

snort!

A voice came over.

Mao Wenqi looked over and showed joy, but was also worried.
Chapter completed!