Devil husband is a little small

Chapter 120 Eight:

Mu Wanxi suppressed the anger in her heart, turned and left the room without saying a word.Just let him die, and don't care about him anymore.

Yin Mujue coughed violently, as if he wanted to cough up all the viscera, his hoarse voice was as old as half a hundred old, weak and pale.Sitting on the sofa, Mu Wanxi listened to the constant coughing in the room, her eyebrows twitched into a ball. If he continued to cough like this, his wound would definitely open again.

I said silently a hundred times in my heart to leave him alone, but my legs still didn't listen to the brain's instructions, and I stood up and walked to the bedroom, "Can you stop coughing, it's so noisy!"

Yin Mujue didn't even look at her with his half-down eyes, his handsome face turned pale, and the pain between his brows flowed undisguisedly.The coughing sound was suppressed with all my might...

Mu Wanxi went to the kitchen to make tea for him with mint leaves, still convincing herself that she didn't care about him, but hated the noise of his coughing.

"Drink." Mu Wanxi put the cup on the bedside table, seeing that he was half-dead in her eyes, her voice was not gnashing of teeth.

Yin Mujue struggled to get up, he had a wound and had a fever, and his body had no strength at all; Mu Wanxi couldn't see it, so she bent down to help him up, and thoughtfully added a pillow behind him to make it more comfortable.

When she turned around to leave, she found that she couldn't move. She turned her head to meet Yin Mujue's deep eyes, and he held the corner of her clothes tightly in his palm.

"open."

"Don't let go." Yin Mujue was as stubborn as a child at the moment, staring at her with deep eyes, opening and closing his pale lips, his voice was hoarse and seductive, "Sister, let's not quarrel, stay with me for a while."

The word "sister" hit Mu Wanxi's heart like a heavy hammer. He seldom called his sister, unless he was planning something, or had to do it in front of outsiders...

If possible, she would like to be an ordinary pair of siblings with him, and love him like other sisters love their younger brothers.

But he is Yin Mujue, and he doesn't need her love and concern.

His hard heart gradually softened in his deep eyes, and he handed the cup to him, "Yin Mujue, you are really a devil."

The corner of Yin Mujue's mouth raised a faint smile, as if to thank her for her praise, he took a sip of water, frowning, it didn't taste good.When she was about to put it down, Mu Wanxi gave him a vicious look, "Finish the drink."

She curled her lips, like a child being bullied, and finished drinking the water reluctantly.

Mu Wanxi took off the pillow and pressed the quilt for him, and sat on the edge of the bed without moving away.Yin Mujue lifted the quilt and moved his body, "Sister, sleep together."

"No..." Before he finished speaking, Yin Mujue directly wrapped her in his arms, holding her willfully, "If I don't hold my sister, I won't sleep well."

"Stop messing around, Yin Mujue." Mu Wanxi struggled to remember, Yin Mujue's hands around her slender waist tightened, and a faint smile rose from the corner of his mouth, as if he liked the way he was getting along with her now.

Mu Wanxi struggled in vain, so she gave up and lay on his chest, her brows drooping tiredly as if she was sleepy, and she fell asleep not long after.

Mu Wanxi woke up surrounded by a ball of flames, something hot fell on her chest, rubbed, squeezed, her body felt numb from electric shock, she raised her head to meet Yin Mujue's shining eyes, her voice They all became hoarse, "Yin Mujue, what are you doing?"

She held his hand and wanted to take it away but didn't.

Yin Mujue's face is not so haggard and pale anymore, and his spirit looks much better. He pursed his lips and said, "I haven't eaten for a long time... I'm hungry."

Mu Wanxi knew what "hungry" in his mouth meant, her cheeks flushed, and she couldn't help cursing: "Yin Mujue, you rascal! Let me go... aren't you sick!" She was still thinking about this time thing.

"Because I'm sick, I want to eat more." Yin Mujue's deep voice was full of dissatisfaction, and it was really a long time since I touched her. "You will get better if you eat sick."

"Enough!" Mu Wanxi's cheeks were flushed, and she grabbed his hand to resist, "Don't move around, what if the wound is opened? How long do you want to lie on the bed?"

The corner of Yin Mujue's mouth raised a wicked smile, and he blew warm air into her ear, "Is my sister caring about me? Don't worry, even if I'm injured, I can make my sister quickly..."

"Crazy." Mu Wanxi couldn't listen anymore, she threw him away from embarrassment, and she didn't know where the strength came from so hard that she fell to the ground with a "bang".

After Yin Mujue let out a painful cry, he fell into a coma immediately.

Mu Wanxi was startled, and carefully squatted beside him to observe, he was pretending to faint to lie to herself, right?Touching him lightly, "Yin Mujue...Yin Mujue...Yin Mujue..."

When he looked at his wound and saw that the bandage was stained red by large pieces of red liquid, his face turned pale, "Yin Mujue!!!!"

*****

Yu Chiwei helped Yin Mujue take care of the wound, his hands were covered with blood, his forehead was dripping with sweat, reflecting Yin Mujue's pale handsome face, his phoenix eyes glanced at Mu Wanxi and sneered: "Why don't you wait until he's dead to inform you?" Shall I just collect the corpse?"

Mu Wanxi stood at the door of the room, with her hands behind her back, her watery eyes glanced at her uncertainly, and remained silent.

Yu Chiwei went straight to the bathroom to wash his hands, came out and took out a few boxes of medicine from the medicine box and threw them on the bedside table, "I wrote down how to use it, don't forget to give it to him on time."

Seeing that she was packing up and leaving, Mu Wanxi suddenly asked, "Can't you stay and take care of him?"

"What?" Yuchi slightly turned his head to look at her as if looking at a monster.

"I mean..." Mu Wanxi hesitated, "I mean I don't know how to take care of patients. Wouldn't it be more convenient for you to stay with the doctor to take care of him?"

"Oh." Yuchi sneered slightly disdainfully, picked up the medicine box, and walked to Mu Wanxi, his beautiful eyes were shining brightly, "Mu Wanxi, he became half-dead because of you! Why should I take care of him?" Him? Or are you afraid of approaching him now..."

"I didn't!" Mu Wanxi's reflexive answer made people even more suspicious, and there was a shallow uneasiness in her watery eyes.

Yuchi sneered slightly, and dismissed her reaction, "Mu Wanxi, you don't come here!! The society is so chaotic, who is pretending to be innocent!"

Before Mu Wanxi could speak, she had strode out of the bedroom without looking back.She didn't want to stay and take care of this brat Yin Mujue. If he didn't die, it was his fate, and if he didn't die, he deserved to be tortured.

Mu Wanxi stood at the door of the room, staring at the unconscious Yin Mujue on the bed with a melancholy expression, her fingers gently rubbed the silver bracelet, her bright eyes were a little more complicated and struggling.Sighing deeply, he bent down to clean up the mess on the ground.

After Yu Chiwei's treatment of Yin Mujue's wound and taking the medicine she gave, his body is recovering day by day, his face is no longer so pale, but he still doesn't get out of bed.Every day the secretary will send the documents to the home, as long as he does not take a break, he spends most of his time on the documents.

Mu Wanxi spends most of her time on the sofa or in front of the piano, playing the piano for the purpose of strolling. She hasn't practiced for a long time, and her fingering is rusty and incoherent.Yin Mujue didn't do anything to her, said anything too much, the two of them got along very plainly, just because they were so ordinary made Mu Wanxi feel uneasy, they are siblings and shouldn't be like this, she should hate him ...

"Boom" because of a distraction, a wrong key made a harsh sound, Mu Wanxi immediately came back to her senses, and dropped her hands in frustration.

I really can't play the piano anymore.

"What are you thinking, so preoccupied?" A voice came from behind, and Mu Wanxi turned her head and fell into his deep eyes, blinking, without saying a word.

Yin Mujue was wearing a silver-gray silk pajamas, the belt was casually tied in a knot, and the belt fluttered when he stepped up his slender and powerful legs. He sat down beside her, and his index finger casually landed on the keys, as if he wanted to, But the notes sounded beautifully, more pleasing to the ear.

"You know how to play the piano?" Mu Wanxi was slightly surprised.

"No." Yin Mujue pursed his lips, his voice was flat, and his hands landed on the black and white keys, falling down like a cloud and flowing water, and the notes sounded carefreely.

The faint sunshine from outside just fell on his side face with a faint halo, and the tender lips under the erect nose were pursed with an emotionless arc; the eagle eyes were deep and focused, and the thick eyelashes were filled with sunlight. Like elves standing on it and dancing...

Mu Wanxi was dumbfounded, is this Yin Mujue?He obviously knows how to play the piano, and he's doing so well.

When the last note fell, Yin Mujue turned his head to see her in a daze, and pinched the tip of her nose with his fingers, "Don't look at me with such surprised eyes, you only know this piece."

Mu Wanxi was a little dazed, and said softly, "The wedding in my dream...is it specially practiced for which girl?"

Yin Mujue pressed the white keys carelessly with his fingers, as if he didn't hear her words. 10kfm.

Mu Wanxi's watery eyes were full of inquiry and stared at him, wondering what kind of girl would make him learn this song "Dream Wedding" on purpose?An unfamiliar name flashed in my mind... I said in an uncertain tone, "Is that the girl named Wanwan?"

Yin Mujue's fingers stopped for a moment, and his eagle eyes stared at her coldly, "It's a pity that you don't become a screenwriter because of your rich imagination."

After speaking, I stood up and wanted to leave...

His reaction made Mu Wanxi realize that he really treats that girl named "Wanwan" differently.Turning to look at his tall back, he couldn't wait to ask, "Where did that girl go?"

Yin Mujue paused, turned back and sneered, "You are so leisurely and caring about important people, why not think about what you should wear for Pei Yan's wedding tomorrow? Also think about how to comfort Shang Qiansa!"

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