Jian Chenche, who was drunk, had his head smashed, and his arm was cut by broken glass.

The height of 1.8 meters is quite heavy, and several servants can't carry it at all.

In the end, Mu Xicheng went to battle in person and threw Jian Chenche onto the bed.

"Be careful, Mr. Jian, he's injured..." Mengkui was so distressed that she hurriedly moved a pillow for Jian Chenche to lean on.

Mu Xicheng took a deep look, Mengkui's careful care made his gaze deep, deep.

"He's so happy."

"Huh?" Meng Kui raised her head strangely.

"The person he loves also loves him deeply. Isn't this the most solemn happiness in the world?" Mu Xicheng stroked the cross on his chest with his hand, and his cherry blossom-like lips evoked a deep red smile, " It's a pity that he is a fool and hasn't found out that he is happy."

If it was him, it would be impossible for the girl he loves to work so hard...

It is absolutely impossible to let the other party suffer a little bit.

Mengkui shook her head and said, "You're wrong, I like him, but he doesn't like me."

"..."

"By the way, thank you, Mr. Mu." Mengkui poured a glass of water and handed it to him, "It's so late to bother you."

Mu Xicheng didn't reach out to catch the water, turned around and left, raised one hand high and waved it: "Good night."

As soon as Mu Xicheng left, several servants surrounded him and couldn't help shouting——

"very handsome."

"I really want to ask him for his autograph..."

"But the young master will definitely be angry."

Ximen Longting is a jealous bucket, they can't exaggerate Mu Xicheng in front of the young master!

Ximen Longting has a big opinion on Mu Xicheng, and even now he keeps Jing Jiaren locked in the room, and she is not allowed to wander around...

She was also not allowed to meet Mu Xicheng.

Mengkui smiled helplessly, Mu Xicheng is very handsome and has a good personality, but why does she just like Jian Chenche?

To marry such an excellent man, why can't she be happy at all?

That night, Mengkui didn't sleep all night. First, she bandaged Jian Chenche's wound herself, and then she sat on the chair beside the bed, guarding him, and wiped his face with a towel.

It's been a long time since I had the opportunity to get in touch with Jian Chenche so closely...

Never had the chance to look at him so well.

Therefore, Mengkui cherishes this opportunity very much.

……

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the flowers and branches were like shadows. Meng Kui yawned a few times and forced himself to turn the pages of the book.

She couldn't hold it any longer, so she got up and went to the bathroom to wash her face.

Jian Chenche slept peacefully, without a word in her sleep...

He never makes a sound when he sleeps, he is well-behaved, and he is also a scumbag when he is drunk.

Jian Chenche got up and vomited in the middle of the night...

"Mr. Jian, wait, wait, I'll take the trash can."

"Yeah... I vomited all over my body."

"Mr. Jane...Mr. Jane, wake up."

Jian Chenche was drunk enough, it was the first time in his life that he completely lost consciousness, and he was usually in control.

Mengkui wiped his wine-smelling mouth with a towel, lifted half of his body with difficulty, and helped him take off his shirt.

The filth was spit on her, but she didn't think it was dirty, she patiently wiped him clean, and then cleaned herself.

She is like a virtuous wife, busy taking care of him.

In the morning, Jian Chenche was covered with a thin blanket, already lying naked with his upper body naked.

His face is close at hand, breathing heavily...

Mengkui lay on the side happily looking at him, couldn't help but traced his outline with her fingers.

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