Mr.Mu's High-key Kiss

"Ah Cheng, I'm really OK. Will you just listen to me this time?" Qiao man struggled desperately in his arms, watched him stop, and continued to persuade: "I'll take the medicine first. If the fever doesn't subside in two hours, I'll go to the hospital with you, OK?"

When she said this, her small face was close to his chest, and her weak appearance made him angry and distressed.

For a moment, Mu Beicheng couldn't find a way to take the little woman in his arms. A moment later, he put her back on the bed: "taking medicine doesn't reduce the fever. Let's see how I can repair you!"

Joe man saw that he let go and couldn't help laughing at him.

Soon, the man gave her water to pass the medicine. After taking the medicine, Qiao man lay down and soon fell asleep.

Mu Beicheng did not leave, but gave the little woman a wet towel on her forehead.

Looking at the little woman asleep, he took out his mobile phone and called Secretary Xu.

"Bring the fever medicine to Joman's room."

A few minutes later, Secretary Xu knocked on the door with antipyretic.

The medicine is the antipyretic that Secretary Xu asked fan Lingxi for. Mu Beicheng took one when he was ill.

Mu Beicheng took the fever medicine from Secretary Xu's hand and looked at the time. After waiting for two hours, his big hand fell on the little woman's forehead again, and the hot temperature hit again.

This can't help but make the man frown. Secretary Xu hands the cup in a hurry.

Mu Beicheng said, "Xiao man, open your mouth and take the medicine."

Joman didn't react to his words.

"Xiaoman?" He came close again and whispered in her ear.

But the little woman still did not respond, which simply made him more worried, the little woman will not burn confused, right?

Mu Beicheng's eye light is tiny a Lin, he shouldn't head water, promise her to take medicine to sleep a request!

At the moment when he wanted to pick up the little woman, Joman opened his eyes: "what are you doing?"

"I'll take you to the hospital, of course, or what else can I do?" Where he touched his hands, it was hot, which made him mad.

"I don't go to the hospital or die. I hate the smell of disinfectant." It's like Joe struggling with his temper.

Looking at her unwilling appearance, Mu Beicheng had no choice but to let go of the little woman, and then sat down beside the bed, lifted her up and hugged her in his arms, with her soft body firmly against him.

He put the medicine into the little woman's mouth and gave her some water: "good, drink more water."

Joe man is suffering all over, according to the man said to do, let oneself drink more water.

"Good. Have some more." Mu Beicheng took out his rare patience and said to his wife in his arms.

Look at a glass of water and go down for most of it.

Joman suddenly felt that it was good to have him with him when he was sick.

Mu Beicheng contentedly put down the water cup and gently stroked the little woman's back. He wanted to make her feel more comfortable in this way.

A few minutes later, he put her on the bed, covered her up and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner.

He looked at her, his face full of worries and heartache for her.

Mu Beicheng's care for the little woman is meticulous and gentle, which makes Secretary Xu, who is standing on one side, can't believe his eyes.

Looking at the president's gentle and considerate manner, he was quite different from the usual devil.

Mu Beicheng's high cold, cold-blooded, impersonal, all disappeared at this moment.

If you don't see it with your own eyes and know the president's feelings for Miss Qiao, you will surely think it's a ghost who will do something abnormal.

Secretary Xu is trying to adapt to the change of his own president.

Such tenderness, let him see as a man, can't help blushing!

After Mu Beicheng looked at the little woman and closed her eyes, her eyes turned to Secretary Xu.

Then he got up and walked slowly to the door. Secretary Xu followed him: "about the photo, find out who did it for me."

Secretary Xu respectfully replied: "president, ordinary people in wuthering heights can't get in. Is it possible that they did it by themselves?"

There is no reason for him to say this, because when Miss Qiao was attacked at night, she was photographed and videotaped, so people had to connect the two things.

Mu Beicheng looked at Secretary Xu and said coldly, "when photos and videos are released, they are mosaic for her. The purpose is very simple. Let her retreat in the face of difficulties, but I don't know that it's in vain."

Secretary Xu understood who "she" in the president's words meant, and he suddenly realized who was behind the scenes.

He quickly said: "president, I already know who is the most suspect. For Miss Qiao's danger, I will eliminate it as soon as possible."

"Wait a minute." Xu Beicheng's secretary suddenly called for work.

"What else can I do for the president?" Secretary Xu is waiting for his answer.

"Those who bully Xiaoman in the villa, increase the number of people to catch them. I want to live."

Dare to touch his woman, he naturally want to let each other's life is not like death!

At the moment when Secretary Xu saw the president's expression, he was really trying to sweat for Han Xiuyuan. It's better that this matter has nothing to do with her. Otherwise, with his understanding of his own president, it would be light to break up.Without waiting for Secretary Xu to respond, Qiao man's voice said, "let me go, wuwuwu Don't come here... "

The cry of the little woman, Mu Beicheng anxious to return to the room.

Secretary Xu closes the door and leaves.

Mu Beicheng quickly came to the bedside, reached for his hand and kept scratching his hands in the air: "it's OK. I'm here. No one dares to bully you."

Mu Beicheng sat by the bed, looking at Qiao man in a cold sweat, especially distressed.

After comforting the little woman who had nightmares, he went to pick up a basin of water and wiped her sweat. By the way, he changed into a dry nightgown.

He never took care of others, but he took care of little women, but he was very skilled.

"Don't Mom, don't leave me... " Joe man kept having nightmares, his expression was uncomfortable and he talked in his sleep.

Mu Beicheng looked at her and didn't know what kind of nightmare she had.

"Li Yaodong, I hate you. Why did you leave me quietly..." Her words in her dream, can not help but let the man's action meal.

Li Yaodong? He had never heard of the name.

Mu Beicheng frowned. He was angry!

He is taking good care of her, but she is good, thinking of other men in her dream, he must owe her in his last life, and will be tortured by her several times!

Under the careful care of Bei Cheng, Mu finally calmed down.

Three hours later, he tried the little woman's forehead, tried his own forehead, and made sure that her fever had subsided before he left the room.

The big living room is as bright as day.

Han Xiuyuan sits on the sofa, chipping an apple for mu Zhenhong, talking about the recent stock market and the Han family's investment. She looks like Mu's daughter-in-law. No matter from any angle, she is a very filial daughter-in-law.

Mu Zhenhong is not in a good mood because she is accompanied by Han Xiuyuan.

The sound of footsteps came, and Mu Zhenhong, holding a teacup, subconsciously looked at it.

Mu Beicheng came into sight, and his amiable expression sank instantly.

Mu Beicheng had a good view of his father's face. He didn't care about it and was ready to turn and go upstairs.

Han Xiuyuan got up, deliberately with curiosity, asked: "Beicheng, how do you come out from the direction of the guest room?"

Her question stopped Mu Beicheng's turning movement, turned his eyes at Han Xiuyuan, and asked in a cold voice: "what direction do I come out from? What's the problem?"

Mu Zhenhong doesn't want to communicate with Mu Beicheng, but Han Xiuyuan's question makes him frown.

Han Xiuyuan shook her head at Mu Beicheng in a hurry and said, "I just asked casually. Please don't think much about it, Beicheng. I just think You come out in the direction of the guest room where Longman is. I thought you were looking for Longman. "

This makes Mu Zhenhong's eyes more suspicious.

Yes, no one goes to the direction of the guest room. If it wasn't for Qiao man, no one would go to the guest room except the servant who is responsible for cleaning every day.

Not to mention Mu Beicheng, so Han Xiuyuan's seemingly casual question set off waves in Mu Zhenhong's heart.

So he looked at Mu Beicheng and asked, "have you been looking for him for a long time? Or is there something you need to go to the guest room? "

In the tone, there was a doubt that could not be avoided.