Furthermore, even if Song Ci really wanted to plan something, or wanted to use the Song family to make up for him, it would only be a drop in the bucket. It was not the Song family that he wanted to plan from the beginning to the end.

Huo Muchen called the housekeeper to get the medicine box, and asked Chu Huaibei to bring the documents, but he said nothing about the logo.

The man squatted half-crouched in front of Song Ci's knees, carefully rubbing her injured area with medicinal wine.

The two looked at each other in silence, and the atmosphere was particularly peaceful.

While Huo Muchen was applying the medicine to her, Song Ci kept her eyelashes lowered, and her black and white eyes wandered around in response to the awkward growling sound of her stomach, trying not to linger on Huo Muchen, thinking in her mind

She pretended not to feel Huo Muchen's eyes wandering on her face.

Huo Muchen's handsome face was expressionless, and his dark eyes stared at her for a moment: "Huaibei, I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins."

Chu Huaibei's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard this, and he immediately understood, "President, don't worry, according to the rules, I will definitely guarantee that what I buy will definitely be my wife's favorite food."

Then, he walked out the door.

"What rules?" Song Ci asked in confusion.

Huo Mu didn't answer, and then suddenly pinched her ankle hard, causing Song Ci to burst into tears.

"pain……"

"Doesn't it hurt from being hit just now?"

Song Ci was speechless.

Can she change her words and say, it doesn't hurt, it feels good?

"What did you say on the balcony just now?" Huo Muchen put her legs on her thighs and kneaded them gently: "Don't lie to me. I saw you talking. Tell me what it was and I'll tell you.

How to deal with the Song family."

He tempted her.

Like a hungry wolf tempting a lamb.
Chapter completed!