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Chapter 156. 161. As long as you are here, I can get by

Chapter 156. 161. As long as you are here, I can get by
Biyan Villa, in the evening.

The balcony is half open and the wind is breezy, and the room is still cool.

Gu Qingcen lay comfortably on the soft sofa, hugging the sleeping Siamese cat.

Her white and delicate feet rested on Mu Linzhi's waist, and there were several nail polishes of different colors on the small table next to her.

"Li Mei has recovered these days, and is finally willing to eat cat food." Qing Cen stroked the kitten's head pitifully, and it babbled a few times from time to time.

"It's a big deal, as long as you're here, we can get through it." Mu Linzhi chuckled with lowered eyes, his clear eyes were locked on her white and tender feet, and he was a little absent-minded for a moment.

Sitting in a wheelchair, he turned his head slightly to the side table and chose a crabapple red nail polish.

Her slender fingers lightly lifted the soles of her feet, a pair of exquisite feet were cute and soft to the touch.

Mu Linzhi opened up the nail polish and lightly daubed it twice on her toenails, the gorgeous color of begonia red spread out.

When the cold touch came, Qing Cen glanced down and froze.

"Wait, wait!" She hurriedly stopped him.

Mu Linzhi stopped his hands, and raised his eyes to look at her in puzzlement.

"I said, Mr. Mu, why did you choose for me...this~~ such a coquettish color..." Qing Cen was a little speechless, and wanted to pull his feet away, but he held them down forcefully.

"Isn't it pretty?" he asked.

"Of course it doesn't look good~" Qing Cen let out a muffled laugh, pointing to the snow-green nail polish on the table, "Take that bottle, I like it."

Mu Linzhi bent his eyes, first took the nail polish remover to help her wipe it off, and then applied a layer of snow blue color.

A pair of feet is like stepping into the Milky Way, it is the clearest color.

"Well, not bad~" Qing Cen pulled back his feet and touched them twice in satisfaction, then fell to the floor and stepped on a pair of slippers, posing for him to see, "How is it?"

Mu Linzhi smiled softly, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he nodded slightly, "Well, it looks good."

He drooped his eyes slightly, counting the time in his mind, it would take about eighty days before he could get out of the wheelchair.

It's a little tough.

He lit a cigarette, steered the wheelchair to the window, smoked silently, and let out a low sigh through his nose, and the smoke lingered and dispersed with the sigh.

"Why are you smoking again?" Qing Cen asked sullenly behind him.

Mu Linzhi knew that she didn't like her smoking, so he was stunned for a while, then quickly extinguished the spark and threw it in the ashtray.

"If you don't like it, I won't smoke." He replied with a faint smile.

"It's not that I don't like it, it's just that smoking is bad for your health." Qing Cen walked over and squatted down, leaning against the armrest of his wheelchair with his head tilted.

"Well, I know." Mu Linzhi closed his eyes gently, and raised his hand to stroke her long black hair like a waterfall.

At that time, the moonlight gradually climbed up the treetops, and scattered light and shadow mottled down.

He glanced down at the new Patek Philippe watch on his wrist, and said in a slightly low voice, "It's getting late, I'm going to take a shower."

Qing Cen raised his head, his bright and beautiful apricot eyes froze for a moment, his red lips parted slightly, and his tone was sweet, "Shall I help you?"

Mu Linzhi's black eyes, which were as deep as a deep pool, were like spots of paint, and his thin lips suddenly let out a lengthy smile, only thinking that she was joking.

"My Mrs. Mu, how are you going to help me?"

"Okay, baby, go to bed early." He said in a low and lazy voice, and walked around her all the way to the bathroom.

The sound of running water in the bathroom sounded, and Mu Linzhi stood up with difficulty, propping his arms in front of the sink, and exerting strength on one leg.

After a while, the door was gently pushed open, and she stood there holding a bath towel, her little face flushed slightly.

"Hey, if you don't object, I'll come in."

 6 is more achieved~~~~('') there will be 1 more in a while~
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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