When Mu Tingxiao saw a rag doll on the bed, he stuffed the rag doll into Mu Mu's bed, pulled Mu Nuannuan into the bathroom, and closed the bathroom door with his backhand.
Mu Tingxiao performed this series of actions very smoothly and in one go.
By the time Mu Nuannuan reacted, she was already in the bathroom.
"I read in the newspaper that you were in a car accident? Are you okay?" Mu Nuannuan looked at him worriedly.
He still had the energy to joke with her just now, so he should be fine.
Mu Tingxiao's eyes darkened, and he didn't answer her question. He held her waist with one hand and held her nape with the other, and kissed her passionately.
The hot breath hit her eardrums, vibrating with a numbing sensation.
Mu Nuannuan's hand pressed against his chest a little helplessly, receiving his eager and strangely emotional kiss.
After a long while, so long that Mu Nuannuan felt that the corners of his mouth were numb, Mu Tingxiao's hand loosened slightly, and he straightened up reluctantly.
Mu Tingxiao just relaxed a little, but did not let go of his hand. He pressed her against the bathroom door and still held her.
"Miss me?"
His voice was hoarse after a passionate kiss, and even his breath was scorching hot.
Mu Nuannuan shrank her neck and broke away a little, only to receive Mu Tingxiao's tighter hug.
Mu Nuannuan stopped moving and let him hold her. After a moment of silence, she said softly: "Mu Mu misses you very much."
"What about you?" Mu Tingxiao said with a hint of stubbornness in his tone.
Mu Nuannuan pursed her lips and responded: "Yes."
She clearly felt that as soon as she finished speaking, the breath of the man holding her changed for a microsecond.
Before Mu Tingxiao could speak, she asked him first, "How did you get in?"
Mu Tingxiao's eyebrows knitted together, obviously dissatisfied with Mu Nuannuan's answer.
Despite this, he still answered Mu Nuannuan's question obediently, but it was very perfunctory.
"Climbed in through the window." As he spoke, he reached out to touch Mu Nuannuan's face, his tone not too serious.
When Mu Nuannuan heard what he said, she discovered that there was a string of particularly thin ropes around his waist with hooks at both ends.
She probably guessed that Mu Tingxiao used this rope to climb up.
This rope looks very simple, but when Mu Tingxiao climbed up, he also used other auxiliary tools.
Mu Nuannuan's expression suddenly changed: "This is the third floor!"
Hearing this, Mu Tingxiao snorted: "It's only the third floor. Even if you live on the thirtieth floor, I can still climb up."
His expression looked very arrogant, almost arrogant, but also a bit arrogant, even childish.
Mu Tingxiao is such a man. Even if he is arrogant and arrogant, he can always make people believe that what he says can be done.
He has the capital to be arrogant and arrogant.
His capital is not the Mu family, nor the aura of the eldest young master of the Mu family, but just because he is him, he is Mu Tingxiao.
Men are young until they die, with hot blood flowing in their bones.
But what Mu Nuannuan had to do was to pour a basin of cold water on him to cool down his hot blood.
Is hot blood used for climbing stairs
Mu Nuannuan smiled back: "Mu Tingxiao, you feel very proud, don't you? What if you fall?"
Mu Tingxiao was stunned for a moment, and a flash of doubt quickly flashed in his eyes: "Don't you feel touched?"
"Touched?" Mu Nuannuan said angrily: "I will go to the third floor to meet you when I have time. Are you touched?"
As soon as Mu Nuannuan finished speaking, Mu Tingxiao's face darkened and he said coldly: "How dare you!"
Mu Nuannuan spread her hands with an innocent look on her face.
Mu Tingxiao had a cold face, held her chin and kissed her hard. Mu Nuannuan could feel that the kiss was full of dissatisfaction.
She refused to tell him, she was very touched.
She was afraid that after she told him, he would do it again next time.
After Mu Tingxiao had kissed her enough, he took a step back, looked at Mu Nuannuan carefully, and scanned her back and forth several times before saying, "Li Jiuxuan didn't embarrass you?"
"He didn't make things difficult for me." After Mu Nuannuan finished speaking, thinking that Mu Tingxiao still didn't know that Li Jiuxuan was Li Jiuheng, she quickly told him: "Li Jiuxuan is actually Li Jiuheng."
After Mu Nuannuan finished speaking, she found that Mu Tingxiao just paused and did not show any surprise.
Mu Nuannuan asked him: "Why are you not surprised at all?"
"I have found some information in the past few days and have made some speculations, but I am not in a hurry to confirm it yet."
"What happened to the car accident? I completely cut off contact with the outside world in the villa. Today, Li Jiuheng showed me the newspaper, and I found out about the car accident. Moreover, Li Jiuheng may have had a hand in the car accident."
"Without a 'car accident', how could you let Li Jiuheng relax his guard? How could I crawl in to see you?" Mu Tingxiao's tone contained a hint of teasing.
Mu Nuannuan pursed her lips, glared at him, turned around, opened the bathroom door and walked out.
Mu Tingxiao followed closely.
Mu Mu had fallen asleep holding the doll, and the small ball fell outside the quilt.
Fortunately, the heating in the room was turned on enough, otherwise the little girl would catch a cold again after being so cold for such a long time.
Mu Nuannuan was about to walk over and pick up Mu Mu, but Mu Tingxiao took a step forward with his long legs and picked up Mu Mu easily.
Mu Mu was not yet deeply asleep, so she opened her eyes drowsily and looked at Mu Tingxiao, her eyes full of confusion.
Mu Tingxiao felt weak at the sight, patted her back and said softly: "Dad is here."
Mu Mu blinked her eyes, as if she was sure that he was really his father, then closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.
Mu Nuannuan looked at Mu Tingxiao in shock. She seemed to have never seen him behave so gently.
Mu Tingxiao turned his head and saw Mu Nuannuan still staring at him, so he reminded her: "Quilt."
Mu Nuannuan came to her senses, pulled back the quilt, and asked him to put Mu Mu into the quilt.
Mu Tingxiao put Mu Mu into the quilt, and Mu Nuannuan covered Mu Mu with the quilt. Mu Tingxiao suddenly reached out and pinched Mu Mu's face, with a tone of dissatisfaction: "I'm fat."
Mu Nuannuan slapped his hand away: "This is called baby fat."
Mu Mu is fat, but Mu Nuannuan thinks she is not fat, which is just right.
If you are any thinner, you will look too small. If you are any fatter, it will be unhealthy. This is just right.
Mu Nuannuan turned around and walked to the window to look outside. Looking down from the third floor, it was pitch black.
She imagined Mu Tingxiao climbing up from here, her eyebrows knitted into a knot, and she remained silent without speaking.
Mu Tingxiao walked to her side and said solemnly: "Li Jiuheng's adoptive father passed away half a month ago."
Mu Nuannuan raised her head quickly: "When I left his villa, I saw an old man looking for him. Is it possible that that person was his adoptive father?"