"I, I ate too much... I'm just a little full, don't yell..."
After hearing this, Steamed Bun burst into laughter and enjoyed himself for a long time.
This young lady is quite interesting. She doesn't have the arrogance of a famous lady at all. She is very approachable and special... funny...
During the meal break, Qingkong didn't notice that Azheng had left quietly.
A quarter of an hour later, Ah Zheng came back.
He held a transparent plastic bag in his hand, which contained several small items.
Mu Chenhao took the last bite of food, wiped his lips gracefully, and then took the plastic bag in Azheng's hand.
"Tsk, tsk, four bugs, three micro cameras, your sister is really powerful." Mu Chenhao touched his chin, looked at the contents of the bag, and tapped irregular patterns on the dining table with his slender fingers. sound.
Qingkong was surprised that Mu Chenhao moved so fast. He seemed to have told her that Xia Qingchuan was here and kept circling in the room, so Qingkong found a way to take a nap. Otherwise, how could Xia Qingchuan start
How did Qingkong know what she was doing today
What good things can come out of a weasel paying New Year greetings to a rooster
When Xia Qingchuan asked to go to Qingkong and Mu Chenhao's bedroom, Qingkong guessed that she wanted to put something in the room.
Because that time, on the way back to Mu's house, Qingkong's little mind was still thinking about why Chen Wenkang knew her whereabouts and location so accurately, but Mu Chenhao suddenly pressed his body over and restrained Qingkong with both hands. , Qingkong was startled, and just as she was about to resist, the man reached out and took off the butterfly hair ornament from her hair.
"how?"
Mu Chenhao carefully observed the hair accessory and removed a small black thing from the middle stamen.
It is a mini device with GPS positioning.
"It seems that Chen Wenkang must have had an affair with Shen Miaoyu. My dad seems to have been cheated on." Qingkong held her head in her hands and lay on the table talking to Mu Chenhao.
The considerate steamed bun has already gone to find medicine for indigestion.
Mu Chenhao shook his head, "No, Chen Wenkang will definitely not commit suicide for your stepmother."
Ah Zheng added, "Young Madam, I have already checked. There should be no such relationship between them."
Qingkong Zhengyu was talking about something.
"Okay, I will check Chen Wenkang's matter for you, so you don't have to worry about it." Mu Chenhao interrupted Qingkong lightly, then stood up and walked to Qingkong's side.
"What?" Qingkong was startled.
Unexpectedly, the man scooped it up with his big hands, picked up Qingkong, and then walked back to the bedroom, "You should worry now whether the wound on your arm is inflamed."
Qingkong is a clean person and takes a shower every day. In the past few days, she forgot Dr. Xu's instructions and got wet, causing the wound to become inflamed.
Returning to the bedroom, Mantou closed the bedroom door and went out consciously.
Mu Chenhao sat next to Qingkong, his eyes were serious and serious, and he glanced at Qingkong, "Take it off yourself, or should I help you take it off?"
Qingkong's quilt was wrapped around him, like a frightened little rabbit.
"I, Cao, Mu Chenhao, what do you want to do? Are you going to show off your bestiality just after eating?"
"I'll give you anti-inflammatory medicine, otherwise your arm will be useless. I don't want to marry a woman with missing limbs."
The weather is not hot now, it is not summer, so Xia Qingkong also wore a long-sleeved skirt. If she doesn't take it off, she really can't apply the medicine.
"Why do I need you to give me medicine? You don't know whether men and women are intimate, so just let me give you the steamed buns!"
"I count three seconds"
"3"
"2"
“…”
"Okay, okay, you turn around and I'll take it off myself. You're not allowed to peek." Qingkong was speechless, but still gritted her teeth and compromised.
It was just to apply medicine. He exposed an arm under the quilt and applied medicine to Mu Chenhao. What else could he do
"No." Mu Chenhao flatly refused.
Qingkong was angry, her pretty little face flushed with anger, and partly out of shyness, "Mu Chenhao, why are you so unreasonable? Isn't it clearly stated in our post-nuptial agreement? You can't force me. !”
"Postnuptial agreement? You said you can't be forced to have sex? Did you say I can't look at you?"
"... You are cruel." Qingkong was speechless.
After struggling for a while, he gritted his teeth, covered himself with the quilt, and began to take off his clothes under the quilt. Mu Chenhao sat aside with interest, staring straight at Xia Qingkong with a pair of clear and cold eyes. Xia Qingkong felt a little uncomfortable and her ears turned red.
After dilly-dallying for a long time, Qingkong finally emerged with a small head from under the quilt, and then revealed an injured arm covered with gauze, "Here, let's apply the medicine."
Why does she feel so frustrated? How could I meet such a big demon and pervert
Mu Chenhao looked at Xia Qingkong's aggrieved look, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. He went to the bathroom, poured some water, took a towel, helped Qingkong clean the wound first, and then applied medicine again.
The new medicine was extremely painful when it was first applied. Xia Qingkong was so painful that she grimaced with tears and runny nose. Mu Chenhao felt a little distressed when he saw it, but he still spoke unforgivingly.
"You deserve it. Now you know it hurts? Did Dr. Xu turn a deaf ear to what he told you?"
With tears still in her big watery eyes, Qingqing glanced at Mu Chenhao and said, "You're a bastard, you know how to make sarcastic remarks. I think you did it on purpose! You gave me such a painful medicine."
"Don't be ignorant. If you hadn't committed suicide and the wound was stained with water, there would be no need to apply this medicine."
Although the new medicine Mu Chenhao gave to Qingkong was painful at first, a cooling feeling slowly spread and the pain slowly disappeared.
Qingkong was still wrapped in quilt, and Mu Chenhao was sitting on the sofa, using his laptop to handle the company's affairs.
"Hey, Mu Chenhao, look at how skilled you are at applying medicine to injuries. Did you often apply medicine to others before?" Qingkong looked at Mu Chenhao's side face. Under the light, Mu Chenhao's serious look was quite handsome. .
"Often, but not others, but myself." Mu Chenhao did not raise his head, his eyes still looking at the computer screen.
"Why are you often injured? You don't look like you. The eldest son of the Mu family should have been well-dressed and well-fed since he was a child, right? How could you be injured?"
Mu Chenhao didn't answer, and he didn't even look up at the clear sky. His long fingers were tapping on the computer with a serious expression.
Qingkong only thought that Mu Chenhao was busy, so she didn't ask any more questions. She casually picked up a funny comic on the bedside and continued reading. Soon, sleepiness came over, and Qingkong fell asleep in a daze. .
After Mu Chenhao finished handling the company's affairs, he looked up and saw that Qingkong had fallen asleep.
Lying sideways on the bed, the quilt that she had been holding tightly in her hands also loosened a little.
The beautiful and lazy sleeping face like a cat, as well as the exquisite and small figure, made Mu Chenhao's heart rise with an unknown flame...