Refusing to marry a wealthy family: the young mistress fled 99 times

Eve hesitated to speak, but kept her mouth shut.

Ah Zhe asked: "Is there anything you can say?"

Eve worked up her courage: "Can I go to bed without taking a shower?"

"..." Ah Zhe, "This is your freedom, you don't have to report to me."

"Oh, I'm just worried that this will make your bed dirty." Eve blushed, "I'm not actually dirty, I will take good care of your bed."

Ah Zhe asked in surprise: "Do you usually report these things to the young master?"

"Hmm..." Eve is also used to it, "If it was the young master, he would basically not agree to my rude request. He would usually say with a dark face: Go and wash!"

Eve kept a straight face, deliberately imitating Su Lixuan's emphatic speech.

The two laughed at the same time.

"It's not because I don't wash it because it's dirty," Eve said in fear of his misunderstanding, "It's just that the wound hurts a bit, and I can't touch the water yet."

"Wound?" Ah Zhe's eyes sank, "Those women hurt you?"

"It's because I have a back injury..." Eve shook her head and asked worriedly, "I really won't dirty your bed, but I can actually sleep on the sofa."

There was a hint of pity in Ah Zhe's eyes, as if seeing a kitten that had been abused by its owner, after picking it up, it has become habitually careful to look at other people's faces.

"Eve, in my house, you can be yourself, whatever you want, without constraints."

Eve pursed her lips: "Master Ah Zhe is so kind."

"..."

"Hey, how do you know my name?"

"Xuan called you."

"Yeah," Eve remembered, beckoning like a lucky cat, "Then go to bed early, good night!"

"Good night." Azhe smiled lightly and joined hands.

Eve watched the door close, and then relaxed her shoulders. To be honest, the wound was very painful. She endured it all the time, and her feet were swollen from being stepped on by those women.Although she doesn't take a bath, she still wants to change out of this bound body and wash her face and butt...

Eve picked up the bathrobe left for her on the bed and walked into the bathroom. Of course, she was careful not to touch the things in A Zhe's house.

**** turned her back to the mirror, and saw the bruises on her back, which hurt even more after being pricked by needles. Could it be inflammation? There is no medicine here.

Eve washed up and put on her bathrobe. As soon as she walked out of the bathroom, she heard a polite knock on the door.

Hey, could it be that Master Azhe ordered his servants to come and take care of her?

Eve opened the door, and Qiu Shaozhe stood outside with a tray of medicine: "I guess you haven't slept yet."

"how do you know?"

"The light is still on," Ah Zhe hooked his lips, "I don't know how your wound is, so I brought a lot of medicines."

Eve was a little moved, watching Ah Zhe come in sideways, and put the tray on the bedside table.

"Master Ah Zhe, thank you very much!"

"Don't be polite to me, where is the wound, let me see."

Eve clutched her bathrobe nervously: "That's not good, it hurts on my back, I can wipe it myself."

"How did you wipe it?"

"Okay, I'll find a way..." Eve blushed, "Usually I wipe it by myself. I'm a monster with long hands, so I can wipe it from my shoulders."

Ah Zhe smiled again: "Okay then, let the doctor deal with it again tomorrow. Just let it go tonight."

"Uh-huh."

Qiu Shaozhe turned to leave, his eyes fell on her feet: "Swollen?"