Sweet Love Reborn: Mu Ye Chasing His Wife Crematorium

Chapter 317

Luo Wanning sat on the bed, upset by the accident.

It was clear that he was still cold when talking on the phone the next day, but now he came all the way to tease her because of a nonsense.

Is this man really split personality?

Ah Choo... Ah Choo...

Several sneezes came from the bathroom.

Luo Wanning frowned, this guy doesn't really have a cold, does he?
She hesitated for a moment, and finally took out the kettle to boil water, and took out a few packs of brown sugar ginger tea from her luggage.

"This one has ginger, so it should work!" She muttered and made a big glass.

A moment later, a man's voice came from the bathroom——

"Wanwan, my panties are wet too!"

Luo Wanning: "."

"Wanwan, can I come out naked?"

"You pervert, isn't there a bath towel in there?" Luo Wanning yelled into it.

One minute later, the bathroom door opened, and a large piece of flesh came into her sight.

"The towel is a bit small!" Mu Shihan pointed to the towel that was slit on the side of his body and said.

Luo Wanning couldn't help sneaking a few glances at his sexy abs, then turned around and handed over the ginger tea on the table.

The man took the cup and asked curiously, "Where did it come from?"

"My aunt's partner, let's make do with it."

Mu Shihan's half-raised hand suddenly stopped, looked at her with a bit of distress and asked, "Do you still have pain during your menstrual period?"

Luo Wanning ignored this detail, waved her hand and said, "It has nothing to do with you, get out after drinking, I'll help you dry your clothes."

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Meanwhile, the hotel is downstairs.

The paparazzi lurking in the dark discovered the New World——

A white Pagani with license plate WN000.

Qin Cheng knew many people with this number plate, but this car had never appeared in the footage of any media.

Now this car actually appeared in Qiulin Town, at the door of the hotel where the crew of "The Forgotten Time" stayed.

It's hard for the paparazzi not to create a topic.

Therefore, in the middle of the night, the entire Weibo server was paralyzed by a car for nearly 10 minutes.

Combined with the previous reports of Mu Shihan chasing stars, netizens began to discuss whether this Master Mu is chasing stars, or is he chasing stars?

Mu Shihan was in a hurry to go out, so he naturally ignored the problem of the vehicle.

As the owner of the car at this time, he was still unaware of the hot discussion on the Internet.

In order to achieve his goal, he is playing weak and helpless.

Luo Wanning finally dried his clothes with a hair dryer, but he lay on her bed and refused to get up.

"Dizziness~" The man looked at her eagerly.

"Don't pretend, I just touched it, you don't have a fever."

Luo Wanning bent down to grab his arm, but when her palm just touched the surface of his skin, the scorching temperature made her shrink back.

She quickly put her hand on his forehead again, and then showed a headache expression.

"Wanwan, please take care of me."

At a certain moment, Luo Wanning seemed to see Luo Xiyan when he was sick, and then he let go of his heart.

"You catch a cold easily, so you can't help but toss?"

She reluctantly turned around and went to the bathroom, took a wet towel and applied it to his forehead.

Mu Shihan saw her busily pouring boiling water and changing towels for himself, with a smile in his eyes.

"Late night, it's cold~"

Luo Wanning pulled the quilt to cover him, and then tucked the corners of the quilt tightly.

"Wanwan, what about you?" The man's eyes followed her.

"Sleep with you, I don't have a fever!"

Late at night, the wind howls outside the window, and the raindrops crackle on the glass window. The night in the small town is a little less peaceful.

There is only one night light in the room, and the orange light is warm.

Luo Wanning sat under the lamp and studied the script seriously, half of her pretty face was shadowed in the shadow of the lamp.

However, she had been staring at the script for more than ten minutes without turning a page.

God knows what made her absent-minded, whether it was the rolling thunder outside or the scorching gaze on her.
As the night deepened, sleepy bugs finally began to circle her.

With a "click", the notebook in his hand fell to the ground.

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