Mu Tingxiao returned to the room with the liquor and towel the old man gave him.
When he entered, Mu Nuannuan didn't know when to get up and sat on the bed in a daze.
Because of the fever, her face was a little red, her brows were furrowed, and her eyes were filled with misty moisture.
When Mu Tingxiao came in, she frowned hard before squinting to recognize him.
When he came closer, Mu Nuannuan said, "Where have you been?"
Her tone was a little slow and she sounded a little pitiful.
Mu Tingxiao sat down by the bed. She was only wearing one of his shirts. When he lowered his eyes, he could see her smooth and white legs.
It's really a mess.
Mu Tingxiao pulled the quilt to cover her and said coldly: "Lie back."
Mu Nuannuan curled her lips and refused: "No."
She was already a little delirious from the fever. No matter what Mu Tingxiao said, she just felt that she would not follow his words with such a fierce tone.
Mu Tingxiao stared at her for a few seconds, seeming to read what she was thinking. He frowned slightly, softened his tone, and repeated: "Lie back."
"Oh." Mu Nuannuan was very cooperative this time.
But she lost her weight at this time, and after listening to Mu Tingxiao's words, she fell straight back.
Fortunately, Mu Tingxiao caught her quickly with quick eyes and hands.
She was so weak from the fever that Mu Tingxiao held her shoulders and put her on the bed easily.
He reached out and touched her forehead, which was very hot.
Mu Tingxiao opened the liquor, looked at it, and then put it back.
Liquor can physically cool down, but it’s best to use it sparingly.
Mu Tingxiao put a wet towel on Mu Nuannuan's forehead, tucked her into bed, then turned and went downstairs.
The old man was sitting at the door holding the cat. He was holding a long tobacco rod in his hand and was putting a few pieces of tobacco into it to light it.
The tobacco he ate was home-grown, unprocessed, and the smell of tobacco was strong and pungent.
Mu Tingxiao's brows moved slightly and he walked to sit opposite the old man.
The old man put the cigarette rod in front of Mu Tingxiao: "Want some?"
Mu Tingxiao said quietly: "No need."
"How is your wife?" The old man seemed to be just asking casually. After taking a sip with great enjoyment, he asked aloud.
Mu Tingxiao's expression remained unchanged: "It's okay."
"Oh, you are from the city, what are you doing here?" The old man knocked the butt of his cigarette and looked up at him.
Mu Tingxiao answered very simply: "I have something."
The old man probably also noticed that Mu Tingxiao was a quiet person, so he stopped asking more questions and began to look at Mu Tingxiao.
The man in front of him was tall, with deep eyebrows, and a very handsome look. Even the rough clothes he wore could not hide his nobility. At first glance, he was no ordinary person.
…
When Mu Nuannuan woke up, her eyes were filled with darkness.
She opened her eyes for a while to adjust, and then she could vaguely see the furnishings in the room.
The ceiling above her head was not the ceiling she would see every morning when she woke up, but solid wood beams and blue tiles.
There were no other decorations in the room. When she lay on the bed and looked out, she only saw something similar to a cabinet. There was also a smell of damp wood in the room.
After her senses returned, she felt that there was still a towel covering her forehead.
The towel was half dry from her body heat.
She remembered that it was Mu Tingxiao who came to find her!
Mu Nuannuan suddenly turned over and sat up, feeling a little dizzy. She calmed down for a few seconds before getting out of bed and walking toward the door.
When you open the door, you can see the stairs. The old man's intermittent voice can be heard from downstairs, which is also mixed with the voice of a young man.
Mu Nuannuan stood at the door and listened for a while, and found that the old man spoke for a long time, and the young man responded briefly.
Although it was just a brief response, Mu Nuannuan also recognized that it was Mu Tingxiao's voice.
She felt happy and wanted to go downstairs.
After taking two steps forward, she realized that she was only wearing a shirt. She quickly returned to the room and found the light switch by the door.
She flipped the switch, but no light came on in the room.
power cut.
It has been raining heavily these past few days and there have been serious mudslides, so it is understandable that there would be a power outage.
There weren't many things in the room, so she fumbled around and found no clothes at all.
Mu Nuannuan had no choice but to return to the bed and wait for Mu Tingxiao to come up.
Fortunately, Mu Tingxiao didn't let her stay too long.
She had been sitting on the bed for less than ten minutes when she heard the footsteps of someone going upstairs.
With steady steps, he is Mu Tingxiao.
Sure enough, after a while, Mu Tingxiao opened the door and came in. He was holding a candle in one hand and Mu Nuannuan's clothes in the other.
The orange candlelight lit up the dim room, and Mu Nuannuan looked up and saw Mu Tingxiao's face.
She shouted with surprise: "Mu Tingxiao!"
Mu Tingxiao didn't say anything. He walked to the bedside with a candle, put the clothes in his hands on the bed, and reached out to touch her forehead.
After making sure that her forehead was not as hot as before, she stood up.
Only then did Mu Nuannuan notice the clothes Mu Tingxiao was wearing.
He was wearing military green work clothes, which looked a bit like the clothes worn by people in the 1990s on TV. It looked a bit period-y.
But Mu Tingxiao is Mu Tingxiao. Even if he is wearing a rag, he is still Young Master Mu exuding nobility.
Mu Tingxiao lowered his eyes and saw Mu Nuannuan staring at him intently. He frowned slightly and said, "Put it on."
Mu Nuannuan reached out and took the clothes over. When she smelled the smell of smoke, she guessed that Mu Tingxiao must have dried the clothes for her.
After all, there is no dryer in a place like this.
Mu Nuannuan looked at her clothes and then at Mu Tingxiao: "Turn around."
Mu Tingxiao raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "When you asked me to help you take a bath, I saw everything."
“…”
At this time, Mu Tingxiao added: "There's nothing good to see."
Mu Nuannuan pursed her lips, glared at him, lifted the quilt and started to change clothes.
And Mu Tingxiao actually just stared at her changing clothes without even moving his eyes.
Mu Nuannuan felt that the temperature she had just dropped had risen again.
After Mu Tingxiao watched her change her clothes, her face was already so hot that it felt like it was burning.
Mu Nuannuan felt that no matter what changes occurred in a person's memory, he would still be shameless when he was shameless.
She rolled out of bed and looked at him provocatively: "You must be responsible if you look at it."
Mu Tingxiao snorted: "Because of you, I am trapped in a place like this. Are you also responsible? Do you know how much work Mu will pile up if I stay here for one more day?"
The emotions in Mu Nuannuan's heart were instantly washed away by his words.
She gritted her teeth and her tone was not very good: "Then don't come? Why do you come?"