The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

Hearing Diya's stammering question, Ming Ye lowered his eyes, his expression unconcerned.

The warm orange light shone on Ming Ye's face. His eyelashes were thick, and it actually made the man's silhouette look even more gentle.

"Didn't you want to bring it back?"

Ming Ye's voice was as calm as water. As he spoke, he opened the medical box and took out the things inside.

So Ming Ye carried that cat back for her?

Diya's heart was in a mess. She could not help but tighten the black suit on her body.

The moment she lowered her head, Diya noticed that the white dress she was wearing was completely drenched!

The white silk dress was originally made of a somewhat transparent material. She even wore a special undercoat. Now that it was drenched by the rain, her body's curves were clearly outlined.

Wearing it was as if she was not wearing it. It even seemed more bewitching!

Oh God!

Diya suddenly understood why this man wanted to pass her the clothes.

It was because she had essentially left naked!

When Ming Ye came out just now, could it be that he had already seen her naked?

Diya suddenly had an impulse to bang against the wall!

Although she was usually careless and wore cool clothes, it was not like she wasn't wearing anything. However, when she thought of embarrassing herself in front of her sweetheart, Diya wished that she could crawl into a hole!

What should she do?

Diya tugged at Ming Ye's suit with a conflicted expression. Her face was flushed with pink like a rose.

Although this man looked very cold, judging from the fact that he handed her clothes, he was surprisingly a gentleman.

Diya did not know Ming Ye's past experience. When Ming Ye was raised in the laboratory, he almost did not have any clothes to wrap himself with, so he was particularly sensitive to such things.

Ever since they escaped from that hellish place, Ming Ye liked to put on all kinds of clothes for himself. Without exception, they were all very conservative styles, from head to toe.

Therefore, this kind of respect was probably due to nature. It had nothing to do with being a gentleman.

…

Ming Ye took a cotton swab and calmly applied medicine on Diya's wounds.

After all, she had to be sterilized first, so when she was applied with the disinfectant, Diya felt a piercing pain.

Her beautiful brows were tightly knitted together, and her amber eyes could not help but gather a lot of fog.

She looked as if she was about to cry!

It was so painful!

What kind of medicine was this that was so terrifying? It was much more powerful than the few bloody marks that the stray cat had just scratched!

"Is it very painful?"

Ming Ye raised his head indifferently. His pair of jade-like eyes stared straight at Diya, causing Diya to be subconsciously stunned.

It had to be said that this man's eyes were really too demonic.

As long as one looked at him for more than three seconds, there would be a feeling that they would be sucked in. It was almost impossible to clear one's mind!

Seeing Diya's dazed look, Ming Ye frowned.

Seeing this, Diya came back to her senses in a trance. She unconsciously began to act coquettishly with Ming Ye.

"It really hurts… can you be gentler?"

Ming Ye did not reply. He just lowered his head quietly.

It was said that a serious man was the most attractive. Diya had no choice but to admit this now.

Although Ming Ye did not say anything, Diya could still feel that Ming Ye's action of applying medicine on her had become gentler.

This man was really not as cold as he appeared on the surface, right?

As Diya thought so in her heart, it was as if someone had broken a line of defense in her muddled heart. It was a little sweet and a little joyful.

After all, she had already had a good impression of this man since the day they were in the elevator. Now that they were so close to each other, Diya could not help but blush slightly. She did not have the slightest bit of self-awareness of being "kidnapped."

However, this scene was indeed very intimate. Ming Ye was applying medicine on Diya. The two of them were very close to each other, and their breathing could be heard.

Diya could even feel the delicate feeling of Ming Ye's fingertips inadvertently touching the back of her hand when he was applying medicine on her with a cotton swab.

It was as if an itch had reached the bottom of her heart.

The corner of Diya's lips could not help but curve into a smile.

"Can you tell me… your name?"

…

Even Ming Ye knew that she was the eldest daughter of the Siswell family. Her name was Diya, but she did not know the identity, origin, and name of this man. This was too unfair!

However, after Diya's voice fell for a long time, she still did not hear that man's reply.

Diya was suddenly a little disappointed. Her heart was still filled with anger as she thought of Ming Ye, this despicable person.

What's wrong with telling me his name!

Just when Diya was feeling angry, she suddenly heard Ming Ye stand up and start to pack up the medical supplies. After throwing away the discarded items, he put the rest into the medical box one by one.

"That's it?"

Diya was speechless. She glanced at Ming Ye with some reluctance. She felt that the time needed to apply the medicine could be longer.

Ming Ye nodded indifferently. He took the opportunity to walk to a remote corner of the house and put the folded medical box back into the cabinet.

Diya stared at Ming Ye's tall figure and was stunned.

The stray cat that was having fun in the house had probably had enough. When he saw Ming Ye leave Diya's territory, it immediately ran to Ming Ye's leg.

The black-gray cat raised its head and rubbed against Ming Ye's leg, as if it was trying to smooth out its fur.

When Diya saw this scene, she could not help but feel a little angry!

This person and cat were not good. One did not recognize a good person's heart, and the other did not even tell her his name!

When Diya thought of this, she finally felt a little sour as if she had been kidnapped. Her eyes reddened as she hugged her knees and sat quietly on the stool.

Diya's heart ached. However, she saw Ming Ye pick up the black and gray stray cat and walk towards her.

"What's the matter?"

Diya had always been used to being adored by everyone. Now that she thought about it carefully, she felt upset and immediately rolled her eyes at Ming Ye.

"It looks hungry. Do you know what the cat can eat?"

Seeing how skinny the cat was, Diya suddenly remembered.

Diya looked around the house and suddenly saw a plate of leftover fish.

"Cats should be able to eat fish. Just remove the fish bones."

Ming Ye nodded and took the plate over. He removed the fish bones carefully and placed it in front of the stray cat.

The cat had always been close to Ming Ye. Now that it was being fed, it was so touched that it cried. It leaned against Ming Ye's pants and refused to leave.

"It seems that it likes you very much. Why don't you keep it?"

Diya sighed in her heart. At the same time, she was envious of Ming Ye's affinity with the stray cat.

However, a small animal could probably tell who was good to it. Even if the man did not like cats, he did not mistreat it.

When Ming Ye heard this, his expression remained calm as usual.

"I don't like cats, and I don't know how to raise cats. If there are any families around here that likes cats, I'll give it to them to raise it."