Gourmet Farm: Your Highness, I can't get enough to feed

Chapter 222 It hurts her to death
Mu Qingwan was startled, and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, I really didn't know you were hurt, I..."

Yun Buhuan picked up Zhao Xiaomiao and walked upstairs, Zhao Xiaomiao was frightened by his actions, and quickly said, "Yun Buhuan, put me down quickly, many people are watching."

"You are my fiancé now, no one will tell." Yun Buhuan carried Zhao Xiaomiao to the room and held her hand, "Let me see your wound, it must be open."

Zhao Xiaomiao wanted to withdraw her hand, but was caught by Yun Buhuan, "If you don't deal with it well, don't think about it!"

"Yun Buhuan, I'm going to do business, a little injury... Ah, it hurts!"

The sudden pain on the arm made Zhao Xiaomiao cry out in pain, Yun Buhuan looked at her, and said indifferently, "What's a little injury called?"

Zhao Xiaomiao looked at him and muttered dissatisfiedly, "You have a grudge against me, don't you, so hard!"

Knowing how her injury was, he deliberately exerted force, which hurt her to death.

Yun Buhuan untied the gauze, looked at her open wound, slowed down her movements, gently wiped off the blood that flowed out of her, after wiping it clean, took the golden sore medicine and applied it to her, Zhao Xiaomiao hissed in pain ’, Yun Buhuan glanced at her, “Do you know it hurts now?”

Zhao Xiaomiao bit her lip, resisting the pain, Yun Buhuan looked at her like this, and gently blew her wound, Zhao Xiaomiao was a little surprised by the gentle movement, looking at Yun Buhuan's side face, this guy looks It's really good-looking, but it's a pity that his status is too noble, and she doesn't want to have anything to do with the powerful.

"Yun Buhuan, did you often apply medicine to girls?"

"First time!" Yun Buhuan bandaged the wound without looking up, and looked at her, "Don't open the wound, or if your hand is disabled, your life will be over!"

Zhao Xiaomiao nodded like a chicken pecking rice, looked at Yun Buhuan, "Then can I go down to greet the guests now?"

"Go!"

Zhao Xiaomiao tidied up quickly and went downstairs to greet Mu Qingwan.

Mu Qingwan watched Zhao Xiaomiao go downstairs, and hurried forward, with a face full of self-blame, "Shopkeeper Zhao, are you okay?"

Zhao Xiaomiao shook her head with a smile, "It's okay, it's just that Yun Buhuan is too nervous!"

"Yun Buhuan? Are you talking about your fiancé's name?" Mu Qingwan repeated Yun Buhuan's name, smiling brightly, "Your fiancé's name really sounds nice."

"Thank you, Miss Mu, I'm fine, your dishes are already being prepared, can you see if there is anything else you need?"

Mu Qingwan thought for a while, "Is there any more iced bayberry soup I drank yesterday? It tastes sweet and sour, and it's delicious. I'll give it to my dad later!"

"Then I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."

Mu Qingwan looked at Zhao Xiaomiao's leaving back, bit her finger, and smiled excitedly, "Yun Buhuan, so his name is Yun Buhuan, it sounds really nice!"

"Miss, Young Master Yun is shopkeeper Zhao's fiancé, isn't it good for you to stare at his fiancé like this?"

"What does it matter, they are not married, why can't I pursue my happiness?"

Mu Qingwan looked smug, "What's more, I'm the mayor's daughter. Could it be that I'm worse than this Shopkeeper Zhao?"

"But Miss..."

Dongyue wanted to say something, but seeing the displeasure on the young lady's face, she had to shut up.

The two tables were served, and today's guests finally ushered in the gourmet farm. A dozen people walked in. Mu Qingwan happily ran forward, took a middle-aged man's arm and said coquettishly, "Father, why did you come? My daughter has been waiting for you for a long time!"

(End of this chapter)