Lord Qin, Your Little Mute is a Full-level Boss

Although Qin Ruohan was full of doubts, he was inexplicably willing to believe in Ye Caitang.

He opened his thin lips lightly, and uttered a word faintly.

"pain."

Ye Caitang hurriedly continued to gently rub Qin Ruohan's temples with her soft white jade hands that were as soft as dough.

"Does it hurt when I massage you?"

Qin Ruohan spit out two words like gold.

"No pain."

After hearing the words, Ye Caitang took Qin Ruohan's big hand and walked to the luxurious double bed.

"You lie down and I will give you a good massage."

Qin Ruohan looked at the double bed with a gloomy expression, and his scarlet eyes were full of disgust.

"No need to."

"This bed was laid on by that disgusting woman,"

He wouldn't touch him if he was killed.

Ye Caitang heard Qin Ruohan's explanation, and it suddenly sounded that Qin Ruohan had a serious cleanliness addiction.

She was silent for a while, then turned to look at Qin Ruohan.

She held Qin Ruohan with both hands, and said softly.

"Then you come home with me and I will massage your head, okay?"

Maybe Qin Ruohan could recover his master status when he returned to Yujingxingcheng Manor.

Qin Ruohan's scarlet eyes looked at Ye Caitang suspiciously.

"Are you lying to me?"

Ye Caitang heard Qin Ruohan's cold questioning, and shook her head quickly, raising her hand to swear.

"I did not lie to you."

"I'm really your wife, if I lied to you,"

"Just punish me for thunder and smash..."

Qin Ruohan could not finish Ye Caitang's vow, and reflexively covered Ye Caitang's mouth.

"Don't say that word."

Seeing Qin Ruohan's movements, Ye Caitang immediately grabbed Qin Ruohan's sleeves with excitement.

"Husband, do you remember who I am?"

"no."

Qin Ruohan frowned slightly, pulling away Ye Caitang's little hand.

"I just think someone as interesting as you, if not,"

He said in a deep, magnetic voice without a trace of emotion.

"I will find it very boring."

Ye Cai Tang: "..."

How does this sentence sound so hurtful?

After looking at Qin Ruohan in silence for a long time, Ye Caitang spoke lightly.

"Does your head hurt now?"

Because she found that the violent veins on Qin Ruohan's forehead seemed to disappear.

Qin Ruohan looked at Ye Caitang lightly, spit out a word without any hesitation.

"pain."

"..." Ye Caitang looked at Qin Ruohan's usual expression suspiciously.

Please forgive her, he can't see the pain.

Qin Ruohan suddenly held Ye Caitang's wrist with both hands, and sent Ye Caitang's hands to his head.

"according to."

Ye Caitang looked at Qin Ruohan's expressionless handsome face and scarlet eyes.

Qin Ruohan, who bounced word by word, with a dazed expression, had a natural feeling of dazedness.

She suddenly had a seed,

It seemed to be communicating with a demon **** who had just transformed into a form and didn't understand human language.

Very interesting.

Ye Caitang rubbed Qin Ruohan's head funny.

The slender jade-like fingers shuttled between the jet black short hair, and the soft touch of the hair made Ye Caitang a little weird.

She always thought that for a man like Qin Ruohan with a strong and hard manner, his hair should also be hard.

Unexpectedly, the soft hair made her feel soft.

Qin Ruohan suddenly buckled Ye Caitang's little hand that stayed on the top of his hair, with a trace of natural dullness in his scarlet eyes.

"It's not rubbing here."

He accurately put Ye Caitang's little hand to the temple, and said seriously.

"Knead here."

The deep and magnetic voice, with a touch of cold and slight warmth, sounds nice to people's ears, as if they could become pregnant in an instant.

"Okay, I know."

Ye Caitang's exquisite little face can't help being dyed with a beautiful red.

Qin Ruohan's soft hands rubbed seriously.