After finishing her work in one breath, she straightened her waist and caught Li Muchan's gaze. She immediately blushed and hurriedly retreated to Xiao Yuan.

In this moment, Li Mufeng's appearance changed drastically, his spirit was uplifted, and he seemed to be ten years younger, and his depression disappeared.

He leaned on the bedside, glared at Li Muchan, smiled bitterly and shook his head: "San'er, you, you...!"

Mei Ruolan stood behind Li Muchan, just looking at the two brothers without interrupting.

Li Mufeng rambled on, complaining all the time, saying that he regretted that he should not have agreed to his entry into the mansion, that he was too careless and too self-sacrificing, and that if anything happened, how would his parents survive?

He spoke happily in one breath, but his mouth was dry. He reached out and took the tea cup from Lu He. He opened it and took a sip. He raised his head and noticed Mei Ruolan.

His handsome face suddenly turned red, and he was embarrassed and hurriedly wanted to get up and stay: "Miss, I'm sorry!"

Mei Ruolan raised her hand and smiled lightly: "Deacon Li, there is no need to be polite. You brothers, please speak. I will go back first and have a good rest."

Li Mufeng hurriedly said: "Miss, it doesn't matter to me, I will be fine tomorrow."

Mei Ruolan smiled, nodded, looked at Li Muchan again, turned and left.

Li Muchan sent them away, and when he came back, he looked at him with a smile, thoughtfully, but his brows slowly wrinkled. "San'er, what's wrong?" Li Muchan asked uncomfortably. Li Muchan put his thoughts away and smiled: "
Chapter completed!