Mu Nuannuan leaned in Mu Tingxiao's arms, one arm hanging weakly on one side, and the other arm barely raised to grab the corner of his clothes.
Although Mu Tingxiao's body was covered with mud, Mu Nuannuan still couldn't help but nuzzled into his arms.
A heart just settled down.
Mu Tingxiao rarely said anything unpleasant and allowed her to nuzzle in his arms without pushing her away.
After a few seconds, Mu Nuannuan said aloud: "I can walk, but I need to take a rest."
Her body was too stiff and she needed to move.
When Mu Tingxiao heard this, he lowered his head and looked at her.
Mu Nuannuan also raised her eyes to look at him, curved her lips and smiled at him.
The smile was gentler than he had ever seen before.
Mu Tingxiao's eyebrows tightened and he reached out to touch Mu Nuannuan's forehead.
As soon as his hand touched Mu Nuannuan's forehead, he was so burned by the heat radiating from her forehead that he shrank his hand.
He put it on Mu Nuannuan's forehead to test the temperature, then put it on his own forehead to feel the temperature, and said calmly: "You have a fever."
"Really?" Mu Nuannuan said, then reached out to touch her forehead: "No wonder I feel a little hot."
Her voice was already very weak, and she tilted her head and leaned in Mu Tingxiao's arms, without any strength at all.
Mu Tingxiao's frown never relaxed.
He held Mu Nuannuan with one hand and said in a deep voice, "Stand firm."
Immediately, he squatted down, took Mu Nuannuan's hand, and asked her to hug his neck.
Mu Nuannuan was exhausted, so she hugged his neck and lay softly on his back, her voice already a little confused: "Do you want to carry me? But I seem to have gained some weight recently, and I will be a little heavy... "
Mu Tingxiao ignored her nonsense and walked forward with her on his back.
He hadn't walked a few steps when he heard Mu Nuannuan ask him: "Am I heavy?"
Mu Tingxiao replied coldly: "It's not serious."
Not only is it not heavy, it is also very light.
If she were fatter, she would be more pleasing to the eye.
"Oh, that's good..." The ending sound became extremely quiet until it was silenced.
Fortunately, the road conditions on this section of the road are better than the section of road that Mu Tingxiao came here before, and it is easier to walk.
But it wasn't much better.
On the dirt roads in the countryside, on rainy days, every foot is covered in mud, one foot is deep and the other is shallow, and there is a person on his back. No matter how strong Mu Tingxiao is, walking for a long time is a bit too much.
What's more, the woman on his back talks nonsense from time to time.
"Am I heavy?"
Mu Tingxiao couldn't remember how many times she had asked this question.
He said in a deep voice: "It's very serious, so you'd better shut up and stop talking from now on."
"Oh." Mu Nuannuan, who was confused, was very obedient. She responded and really stopped talking.
Mu Tingxiao also felt that Mu Nuannuan's body temperature was getting higher and higher.
She couldn't let her fever continue like this. She needed to find a place to rest and see a doctor.
But…
Mu Tingxiao raised his eyes and saw that in the distance there were either dense forests or mud.
I don’t know how long I walked, but there were shadows of houses in the woods on the roadside.
Mu Tingxiao Dingqing looked at it for a moment, then walked over with Mu Nuannuan on his back.
It was a tiled house built with blue bricks. It was extremely simple, but for them at this time, it was already an excellent place to live.
The door is open.
Mu Tingxiao walked to the door with Mu Nuannuan on his back, and saw an old man over fifty years old sitting on a chair, holding a fish and teasing a cat.
The old man looked up when he heard the noise, squinted his eyes and asked, "What do you do?"
"We encountered a landslide and stayed overnight." Mu Tingxiao said simply.
But the old man couldn't understand Mandarin very well and could only speak dialects.
Mu Tingxiao failed to communicate with him.
But fortunately, the old man was kind-hearted. Seeing that he and Mu Nuannuan were in such a mess, he roughly guessed what happened to them, so he called them in.
Although the old man's residence is very simple, his home is exceptionally clean.
The old man took him to the kitchen, pointed to the water vat, and then pointed to the large iron pot, indicating that they had to boil water if they wanted to take a bath.
After heating a bucket of water for Mu Tingxiao and the others, the old man went to find two sets of his own clothes for Mu Tingxiao, and then returned to the previous room to continue playing with the cat.
Mu Tingxiao glanced in the direction where the old man left, put Mu Nuannuan on the stool and sat down, patted her face and called her name: "Mu Nuannuan, wake up."
Mu Nuannuan reluctantly opened her eyes, and when she saw that the person in front of her was Mu Tingxiao, she only said: "I'm so sleepy."
Then he closed his eyes again and fell asleep peacefully.
Do you trust him so much
Mu Tingxiao took a deep breath and threatened her: "Mu Nuannuan, you'd better open your eyes and take a shower, or I'll just throw you here."
Mu Nuannuan, who was threatened by him, reluctantly opened her eyes: "You won't leave me... I'm so sleepy... Please help me wash..."
Mu Tingxiao's expression changed again and again, and finally he had no choice but to compromise.
Mu Nuannuan would really burn out her brain if she didn't take a shower and find a way to reduce the fever.
In Mu Tingxiao's current memory, there is no memory of waiting for a woman to take a bath.
But when he reached out to peel off Mu Nuannuan's clothes and help her take a bath, his movements were smooth and skillful, as if he had done this kind of thing before...
Mu Tingxiao paused slightly.
What kind of magic power does this woman have? He has actually done this kind of thing for her before
As the mud on her body was gradually washed away, the fair skin on her body was revealed inch by inch.
Her skin is very white, a bit dazzling.
Mu Tingxiao felt a little angry, frowning and looking away from her, but the touch on his hand was particularly obvious.
He could actually react to a woman with such a high fever!
Mu Tingxiao gritted his teeth and helped her finish the bath. He glanced at the clothes the old man brought for them, silently took off his coat, took off his own shirt and put it on Mu Nuannuan.
It didn't rain much along the way. His coat was covered in mud, but his shirt was still clean.
He carried Mu Nuannuan to the room, got out and took a quick cold shower, then washed Mu Nuannuan's clothes and took them to the room to dry.
He doesn't know how to wash clothes by hand, but he can still get the mud off them.
The room the old man arranged for them was on the second floor. The old man himself had limited mobility and lived on the first floor.
When Mu Tingxiao put Mu Nuannuan into the room and came out, he saw the old man climbing up the stairs holding the handrail.
The old man held a wet towel in one hand and a bottle of wine in the other.
Only then did Mu Tingxiao realize that the old man was lame.
He walked downstairs, walked to the old man and took the things: "Thank you."
The old man spoke slowly: "Take this to cool your wife down. There is no place to see a doctor in this weather."
This time, Mu Tingxiao vaguely understood some of his dialect.
He responded calmly: "Yes."
The old man nodded and went downstairs again.
Followed by the cat.