Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 167 Exercising? !

in the bathroom.

Mo Chou casually threw the bloody glass shards into the trash can, then stretched out the bleeding palm under the water pipe and rinsed it gently.

Seeing the bloody water swirling into the sewer, she couldn't help but lose her mind for a moment.

hurt oneself? !
This kind of thing is the first time for her.

Is it because of entering this body that his personality has become less calm than before? !
Grabbing a tissue to wipe off the blood on her hands, she turned and walked out of the bathroom door.

The light outside was already on, and seeing Murong Lin walking in front of her with a medicine box in his hand, she shook her head faintly.

"It's just a small injury, no need!"

"It's better to bandage it up, don't we still have to go to the banquet?!"

While talking, Murong Lin put down the medicine box, raised his hand and gently squeezed her wrist.

Noticing the dark red scar on her wrist, he had an apologetic look on his face.

Sighing lightly, he carefully cleaned the wound for her, then applied the medicine, squeezed the gauze from the medicine box, and carefully wrapped up her palm cut by the glass.

After carefully pasting the gauze with tape, Murong Lin didn't let go of her wrist immediately.

His thumb lightly brushed over her scarred wrist, his face was full of distress.

"It hurt you, it was too hard just now!"

Mo Chou didn't make a sound.

If it was her, I'm afraid his wrist has been broken.

This guy's strength is not inferior to hers, and may be a bit stronger than hers in strength.

Yes, show mercy? !
This question flashed through her mind, and Mo Chou almost immediately denied it.

Of course not, this is just a protection mechanism for the bait, nothing more.

Feeling the warmth of his palm and the gentleness of his fingers, Mo Chou felt a little irritable, and suddenly withdrew her palm from his hand,

Sitting up from the bed and walking to the door, she bent down and picked up the pistol on the ground and stuffed it back into the holster on her lap before turning her back to him and asking.

"What time does the banquet start?!"

Murong Lin raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

"We still have an hour and a half to prepare!"

Turning to look at him, Mo Chou asked coldly.

"Then, I think you must have prepared a dress for me too!"

(End of this chapter)