The male god is sick: the only favorite sweetheart wants to leave home

Chapter 390 This Is My Home
"This is my home." Mu Xiaoran said without a word.

It's not his family, can it be taken for granted?Should I discuss it with her before deciding to sleep here?
Tang Shaojue spread out his hands: "Your grandfather personally ordered it. If you don't believe it, you can ask him when he comes."

These words were really said by Beichen Mufeng, without any false elements.

Moreover, the old man absolutely supports Tang Shaojue and Mu Xiaoran to be together. He met Tang Shaojue because he accidentally saved Tang Shaojue. They have kept in touch and have business contacts over the years.

These years are enough for him to see this young man clearly. Tang Shaojue looks at the world with cold eyes, but warmly seeks a confidant. Such a man is worth entrusting to him for life.

Mu Xiaoran was looking forward to this grandfather whom she had never met before, but she would never do what the old man wanted unconditionally.

Tang Shaojue clasped Mu Xiaoran's shoulders, "Let's go."

After he finished speaking, he ignored Mu Xiaoran's struggle and forced Mu Xiaoran to walk inside.

Mu Xiaoran cares about face, so he will definitely not yell. Knowing this, Tang Shaojue has no psychological burden.

At the door, Tang Shaojue calmly took out the key.

Now Mu Xiaoran is not calm anymore. She kept silent just now because she made up her mind that as long as Tang Shaojue is around, she will not open the door.

Actually miscalculated!
"You...how do you have the key?" Mu Xiaoran asked stammeringly.

Tang Shaojue opened the door, and replied calmly: "I asked Ah Jiu to match yesterday, and it will be inconvenient to live here without a key."

Mu Xiaoran's head was full of black lines, Tang Shaojue said he would live here in the future?And are you planning to live here for a long time?
This is her home, okay?She wanted to slap Tang Shaojue to death, her family doesn't welcome outsiders!
But Tang Shaojue didn't realize that he was an outsider at all, he just acted like I was the hostess.

Worst of all, he didn't feel at all that there was a mistress here.

After entering the room, Mu Xiaoran sat on the sofa angrily.

Thinking about Tang Shaojue in the bathroom of the master bedroom, she had the urge to vomit blood, so she should pull him out to show the public.

She was angry, she was depressed, but her protest was nullified.

When Mu Xiaoran entered the room, the floor of the master bedroom had already been laid, and Tang Shaojue slept on the floor contentedly.

He didn't have such an experience growing up, he didn't even think about the day when he would sleep on the floor, but now he is actually sleeping happily on the floor.

Don't ask her why she sleeps in the master bedroom spinelessly, this is what Tang Shaojue requested.

He also said that if he wanted to see his relatives as soon as possible, he should be good, and he promised not to touch her.

So she decisively gave up the uncomfortable sofa.

Mu Xiaoran is used to reading before going to bed, but today she is always absent-minded.

Probably because Tang Shaojue's aura is too strong, even if he is asleep, he cannot be ignored.

"I slept."

Mu Xiaoran threw the book aside, covered her with a quilt and pretended to be dead.

That night, Mu Xiaoran didn't want to look at Tang Shaojue, so she could only keep leaning sideways, keeping her back to Tang Shaojue.

Although I felt very awkward, after tossing and turning a few times, I fell into a dark and sweet dreamland.

Early the next morning, the nurse came to tell Mu Xiaoran that Mu Sijin wanted to see her. Mu Xiaoran was reluctant, but the nurse said that Mu Sijin had something important to do and she had to go, so she could only accept it.

After Mu Xiaoran checked the ward, she dawdled to Mu Sijin's ward.

"How do you feel today?"

Seeing the patient, Mu Xiaoran still had an occupational disease, so he couldn't help but greet him.

(End of this chapter)