After taking the vase and changing the water, Concubine Ye carefully inserted the roses into the vase, and then sprayed some water droplets on the petals with a watering can.

Just when Su Mohan's face was gloomy, he saw Concubine Ye walking out with a delicate crystal vase in her hand, the blue roses on it were surging with dazzling luster, glowing with vigorous vitality, the tender green branches and leaves were stretching, and the dark blue flowers weaved a very impactful beauty.

Su Mohan's eyes lit up a little suddenly, and his constricted brows finally slowly loosened.

Concubine Ye put the roses on the coffee table, and then because she had nothing to do, she leaned on the sofa and watched TV, I don't know if it was still a little cold, she hugged the blanket on the bed again and covered it on her legs.

Su Mohan took the trouble to watch the whole process of Concubine Ye's tossing, until Concubine Ye was completely tossed, and the rice in his bowl hadn't even been eaten.

After the maid removed the meal, Su Mohan glanced at Concubine Ye lightly, her coat easily wrapped her, and the bruise on her neck only showed a trace of a star.

Su Mohan took the ointment on the bedside and threw it directly in front of Concubine Ye.

Concubine Ye was smashed painfully, and looked up at Su Mohan, but unfortunately, she only saw his back.

Flattened her mouth, Concubine Ye sat up, took the ointment and began to apply it to her two wrists, more than ten minutes later, with a faint fragrance on both wrists, Concubine Ye directly put the ointment on the coffee table, obviously forgetting what was on her neck.

In fact, this really can't be blamed on Concubine Ye, after all, since Su Mohan almost strangled her to death that day, she basically hasn't looked in the mirror, although her throat and neck are not very comfortable, but she didn't think much about it, and naturally she couldn't remember to remember to put some medicine on her poor neck.

The corners of Su Mohan's mouth moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he got up and walked over and sat next to Concubine Ye.

Looking at Su Mohan who was blocking the TV, Concubine Ye frowned slightly, I don't know what he wants to do?

But just as she looked at him, he looked away, reached out and tore off his own coat wrapped around her.

The cold wind poured directly into Concubine Ye's neck, and Concubine Ye slowly sat up, seeing him staring at his neck, not knowing what he was going to do.

Su Mohan twisted his brows and took the ointment on the coffee table, and his fingers were stained a little, but because Concubine Ye sat up, her posture was not very convenient.

Concubine Ye looked at his side face in a daze, sniffed, and looked away a little unnaturally.

"Lie down." Su Mohan frowned and spoke, his tone was not heavy, but he could not refuse.

Concubine Ye obediently lay on the sofa and raised her neck slightly, but her gaze did not go up with her head, but kept staring at Su Mohan quietly.

Su Mohan didn't notice it at first, but dealt with the bruises on her neck very seriously, and there was a deep mark on the snow-white jade neck, which looked a little dazzling.

He couldn't help but regret a little in his heart, he was a little ruthless at the time, but now that he thinks about it, if that scene comes back, he is afraid that it will still be difficult for him to control his anger.