Don’t Annoy Me, My Ex-Husband!

In fact, over the years, her original intention has long changed, and her efforts are not entirely for her.

Mu Chuqing stretched out her hand and grabbed Shang Yunxi's white hand.

"Yun Xi, can you tell me about your life these past few years..."

Shang Yunxi turned her head and looked at Mu Chuqing. After a long while, she said:

"I, met you at the age of twelve, and at the age of thirteen, I lived a life like a princess..."

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Shang Yunxi talked about his life for more than ten years, avoiding the important things and reporting the good news but not the worries.

During the period, Mu Chuqing listened and drank, and when Shang Yunxi finished speaking, she had already drank a lot.

His little white face was stained with crimson, and his eyes were a little hazy.

Shang Yunxi raised her eyebrows, raised her head and drank the last sip of wine in the glass.

"Okay, we have a chance to talk for the rest. Let's go and rest! Oh, yes, don't forget that there is a critically ill patient at home. The dressing change has to wait until the afternoon. I will go to the city and come back in the afternoon!

"Oh, yes, don't worry! I'll go see him..."

Mu Chuqing stood up, her slender body shook slightly.

"Are you OK?"

Shang Yunxi stood up and helped her, Mu Chuqing smiled and waved his hand.

"It's okay!"

"..."

Shang Yunxi didn't say a word, looked at the confused woman who had apparently been drinking with some self-blame, and walked into the elevator erraticly except for the multifunctional lounge.

Sheng Yuchen was sitting on the bed right now, with a thick stack of papers on the bedside table.

When the door was opened with a "clang", Sheng Yuchen's hand was signing, and the stroke of "Yu" made a long stroke.

A big drop of cold sweat fell on the foreheads of the two bodyguards guarding at the door, and they looked at each other, both of them were holding back and standing still.

Sheng Yuchen was frowned and raised his head, seeing Mu Chuqing softly leaning against the door, lowering his head, swaying for a few seconds, then raising his foot and walking towards Sheng Yuchen.

Footsteps are vain.

Sheng Yuchen's black eyes stared at her closely, his hands kept moving, "cengceng" to sign the name, and then put the documents and pen on the bedside table.

Mu Chuqing's soft body staggered for a while, Sheng Yuchen watched her legs bend softly.

The action was extremely quick to lift the quilt, get out of bed, and quickly took two steps towards Mu Chuqing, stretched out his hand and fished Mu Chuqing's body about to fall to the ground into his arms.

Nephrite was in her arms, and the unique sweet scent of Mu Chuqing's body was caught in the tip of Sheng Yuchen's nose with a few hints of wine.

"you've been drinking?!"

"Well, have a drink!"

Mu Chuqing leaned against Sheng Yuchen's chest. Every time Sheng Yuchen said a word, there was a heavy vibration on his chest that stirred her eardrums, and the deep and mellow voice slid into her body like running water.

Lifting his head, what caught the eye was Sheng Yuchen’s smooth chin. The hand placed on Sheng Yuchen’s chest slowly lifted it up, covering Sheng Yuchen’s cheeks. The thin fingers moved little by little, like a restless bug, gently Rubbing.

"Do you still have a fever?"

Her voice was too soft, and Wu Nong didn't have the strength to speak softly, and slowly touched his hand, leaning on his shoulder weakly.

Sheng Yuchen Junjun's face was gradually stained with a thick pampering, and he reached out and grabbed her hand.

Lowering her head and gently covering her ears, her lips almost pressed against Mu Chuqing's ear bones, and the scorching breath sprayed on Mu Chuqing's ears, too hot.

"With you by your side, how can you retreat!"