"What's this weird thing?"
Sister-in-law Song raised her head and asked Yan Xiangnuan with a confused expression, as if she didn't understand why Yan Xiangnuan asked such a question.
Sure enough, it seemed that she was the only one who could see the black mist on Jin Weimo's legs.
Yan Xiangnuan confirmed what he was thinking and shook his head lightly: "It's nothing."
The matter was too weird.
Yan Xiangnuan was not going to talk nonsense until she figured it out.
However, the weirdness of the black mist also caused some psychological shadow on her and made her feel depressed all morning.
It turns out that humans are curious creatures.
Although the strange thing on Jin Weimo's leg was not an ordinary thing, Yan Xiangnuan still couldn't help her curiosity, so during lunch, she stared at Jin Weimo's injured leg for a long time to study, and even she There is another interesting discovery.
It turned out that the thick black fog only looked a bit mysterious and strange when it was kept at a certain distance from her.
It would also flow and disperse as Jin Weimo moved around, and then condense into a ball to surround and swallow Jin Weimo's injured leg.
But as soon as she got close to Jin Weimo, the thick black fog would become extremely turbulent, and even its slow flow would become faster, as if it was afraid of her approach and couldn't help but want to escape.
This is interesting Yan Xiangnuan thought, in order to confirm his conjecture, when Aunt Song prepared a cup of black coffee and planned to bring it to Jin Weimo in the study, he even coaxed him to take the coffee, and then took the initiative to take the responsibility of delivering the coffee. . button button button Yan Xiangnuan raised his hand and knocked on the door outside Jin Weimo's study.
"Come in."
Jin Weimo thought the person delivering coffee was Aunt Song, so he gave the order directly.
With Jin Weimo's permission, Yan Xiangnuan walked in smoothly carrying the coffee.
As expected, Jin Weimo's study style is very consistent with his own.
The decoration is rigorous and meticulous, but the dazzling collection of books is placed very neatly.
However, Jin Weimo has no inconvenience due to the injury to his left leg.
Sitting at the desk, on the contrary, I am now sitting in front of the window with my back to the study door and a view of the garden outside.
"Jin Weimo, your coffee."
Yan Xiangnuan walked behind Jin Weimo and placed the coffee on the small movable table next to him, but his eyes were locked on Jin Weimo's left leg, and all he could see was the black smoke.
As she got closer, he immediately began to move uneasily.
"Why is it your Aunt Song?"
Jin Weimo heard Yan Xiangnuan's voice, raised his handsome eyebrows from the book in his hand, and looked at Yan Xiangnuan with a particularly unkind look.
It was obvious that he was not interested in anyone who stepped into his private domain.
Yan Xiangnuan was particularly dissatisfied.
"Aunt Song is busy.
I'll help bring you a cup of coffee when I have nothing to do."
Yan Xiangnuan explained with a smile.
Then he saw that the thin blanket covering Jin Weimo's legs had slipped a little, and then he stretched out his hand to help lift it up: "Turn the air conditioner on low, be careful not to catch a cold."
Yan Xiangnuan touched Jin Weimo's body in a kind and caring way without leaving any trace.
She discovered that although the black smoke was entangled with Jin Weimo, it seemed to be very afraid of her.
Every time she came close, it would flow fiercely.
She thought it should be harmless, so she wanted to try it.
If she touched If you touch Jin Weimo's body, will the smoke make a difference?
Facts have proved that it is indeed what she thought.
Because of her approach and touch, the black smoke quickly escaped from Jin Weimo's left leg at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then flowed to a corner of the study room, floating around. spread.
Seeing this strange scene, Yan Xiangnuan stopped grabbing the thin blanket.
Jin Weimo was already dissatisfied with Yan Xiangnuan's intrusion, but the next moment he felt that his left leg had never felt lighter because of Yan Xiangnuan's touch.
He remembered that this woman, Yan Xiangnuan, seemed to have pain relief.
The effect of this, so his thoughts were confused for a while.
When he came to his senses, he pushed Yan Xiangnuan away with his backhand, but this time he controlled the force slightly and did not directly overturn the person.
"Get out."
Jin Weimo ordered the guests to be kicked out in a cold voice.
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"Okay."
Yan Xiangnuan also knows how to give up when things are good.
After confirming his thoughts, he nodded and walked out of the study.
Obviously, the black mist on Jin Weimo's legs was unusual, but Yan Xiangnuan felt relieved after making sure that the black mist on Jin Weimo's legs would escape when she touched it.
In addition, when she was testing the black mist just now, she also paid special attention to Jin Weimo's facial expression.
When she let go of her hand, the black mist came out from the corner of the study very quickly, and then gathered into a ball.
On Jin Weimo's lap, the occupation and departure of the black mist did not seem to have any impact on Jin Weimo, and he himself did not feel the slightest.
So Yan Xiangnuan didn't want to speculate any more about the strange black mist, shook his head, and simply chose to go downstairs to accompany Lao He to continue dealing with the flowers and plants that had been damaged by the wind and rain.
Yan Xiangnuan quickly put the temptation behind him, but because of Yan Xiangnuan's interruption, Jin Weimo couldn't calm down and continue reading when he stared at the thick military book in his hand.
After a long time, the dark-faced Jin Weimo turned to stare at the cold black coffee next to him, his already thick handsome eyebrows frowning as if they could kill a fly.
Yan Xiangnuan seemed to have changed, this was Jin Weimo's first feeling.
Because in the past, Yan Xiangnuan was undoubtedly a arrogant young lady, and her attitude towards servants like Aunt Song and Old Uncle He was also that of a arrogant young lady.
He had never even thought that one day, You will see Yan Xiangnuan condescendingly accompanying Lao He to toy with the flowers and plants without showing any disdain.
Her change was really inexplicable.
The dispute between the two yesterday was still clearly in his ears, but now she was out of his control.
This made him irritated and headache, and he didn't know if he was planning something else.
With a bang, Jin Weimo closed the heavy book irritably and looked out the window to the garden outside.
He saw Yan Xiangnuan smiling and following Lao He weeding, obviously causing more trouble to Lao He, but Lao He didn't seem to tolerate it.
Dissatisfied, he looked at her with a gentle smile.
This woman is really clever at finding ways to please people.
Secretly complaining, Jin Weimo recalled the previous call from Mr.
Jin, telling him to take Yan Xiangnuan back to Jin's courtyard for dinner tomorrow.
Thinking of this, Jin Weimo became more and more irritable. stand up.
The next day, Jin Weimo asked Aunt Song to tell Yan Xiangnuan that they were going back to the Jin family compound together.
Yan Xiangnuan was surprised by this, and of course he couldn't help but panic.
As a person who has made mistakes, she needs to face the Jin family with the mentality that nothing has happened yet.
She has an instinctive feeling of guilt, especially towards the wise Mr.
Jin of the Jin family.
In the black car heading to Jin's old house.
Jin Weimo and Yan Xiangnuan sat side by side.
Due to nervousness, Yan Xiangnuan's palms were wet at the moment.
He licked his red lips and glanced at the old man next to him, who was reading the latest military newspaper.
He looked leisurely.
Yan Xiangnuan tried his best to stay calm despite Jin Weimo's weakness
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