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"Why do you keep sneezing? Do you have a cold?"

Mu Beihan walked to Yan Luoluo's side and wrapped his arms around her waist, looking a little nervous.

Yan Luoluo shook her head, but her body unconsciously moved a little further away, afraid that she would really catch a cold and infect him.

"I'm fine. I must have inhaled something dirty."

Mu Beihan frowned, he took out a medicine box from the drawer and brought out a few boxes of cold medicine, then poured himself a cup of water.

"Take these pills once. Even if you don't have a cold, you should at least take precautions."

Yan Luoluo did not know whether to laugh or cry, and pushed the cup away. "Director Mu, you don't know about the poison?"

Hearing that, Mu Beihan hesitated for a moment, but still took out the capsule and directly brought it to Yan Luoluo's lips: "No, we still have to take precautions."

Yan Luoluo sighed, she could only follow his instructions, and took all of the boxes of cold medicine.

After she ate the medicine, Mu Beihan let her go.

The two of them sat on the bed for a while. Mu Beihan suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Yan Luoluo with a rarely seen darkness in her eyes. "Rolo, I won't be able to accompany you and my son to lunch tomorrow afternoon.

Yan Luoluo was suspicious: "Noon?"

Usually, when Mu Family two and two elders look for Mu Beihan, they would not call him in the afternoon. It seems that they really met with some thorny problem this time, and called him back in a hurry.

"Yes, it's noon. I'll make up for the meal that I owe you next week. "

Originally, Mu Beihan had agreed with the mother and son that he would eat lunch on Sunday. However, due to the matter of the old house interfering, he could only temporarily put the matter of eating aside.

"It's fine. If you have anything to do, go over there first. You can eat with us anytime."

Yan Luoluo comforted him.

Mu Beihan still looked a little embarrassed. He stubbornly grabbed onto Yan Luoluo's hand and said, "I'll definitely make it up to you next weekend."

Even though it was only a small promise, in Yan Luoluo's eyes, it was more touching than any promise!

She gently hugged Mu Beihan and said in a low voice, "Fool, it's not like we're going to blame you."

Mu Beihan did not say anything, but he still hugged her tightly.

Song Hanlu and Ouyang Sheng spent the night in the fighting arena. Fortunately, Ouyang Sheng's private fighting arena had rooms specially prepared for guests.

The next morning, Song Hanlu was woken up by Ouyang Sheng.

She got up late in the morning out of habit. This time, she was suddenly woken up, and although she was a little agitated, she could not release her emotions in front of Ouyang Sheng.

"I'll sleep a bit more. Go back first."

However, Ouyang Sheng did not let her off: "Your car is not here, there are no buses around here, so it would be hard to take a taxi. If I leave, you might not be able to return."

Hearing this, Song Hanlu's sleepy mind cleared a little. She turned her head, rubbed her sleepy eyes, and asked: "What time is it now?"

"Eight-thirty."

Song Hanlu sighed, after thinking about it carefully, she decided to wake up.

After arriving at a private, small living room, Ouyang Sheng went out to buy breakfast, leaving Song Hanlu to wait here.

When no one came in the morning, Song Hanlu was bored from waiting. After walking around the living room a few times, her gaze suddenly locked onto a bottle of red wine that was placed on the table.

Song Hanlu had the habit of drinking red wine in the morning, she was the opposite of others.

When Ouyang Sheng came back, he saw Song Hanlu drinking all the wine in his cup in one gulp.