My Hubby Is a Doting CEO

At this time, a voice came from behind.

"Do you use me again?"

Smell speech, his back tight more severe, suddenly turned to see her.

Her eyes were still closed, her face was burning red, and she seemed to be talking nonsense.

The tense string in his heart was released in an instant, and he took a long breath of relief.

He didn't even notice it. There was a thin sweat on his forehead.

He leaned forward and called her softly, "Muyu?"

She was sleeping uneasily, holding his hand tightly. The veins on the back of her hand burst up, and her expression was very painful. "I'm not your chip. He lied to me, lied to me, right?"

"Lu Shimo, Lu Shimo!"

Then, she called him hysterically again, tears oozing from the corner of her eyes, slowly sliding into her hair at the temples, and fingernails scratched blood stains on the back of his hands.

Lu Shimo looks at her with complicated eyes, and the events of that day rush into his mind again.

Her questioning, her desperate look at him, her rushing to grab the gun from scar face, and her look at him the second before she was buried in the ruins.

Every scene, like a layer of bondage, wrapped his heart tightly, so that he could not breathe, almost pushed him beyond redemption.

Suddenly, his eyes were very sour. He leaned over and gently touched her hot lips. He said in a soft voice, "yes, he lied to you. What he said is false. You are not my chips. You are not, are you?"

He admitted that he used her to attract Nika, but she was never what Nika called a chip.

From the beginning, he had no plan to let her be a chip.

"You're not."

“……”

After many comforts, she calmed down and fell asleep again.

At this time, the door was knocked.

"Shi Mo?"

He closed his eyes. "Come in."

"Did you catch a cold? Why did you suddenly have a high fever?" Bo Run came in with a medicine box and glanced at Mu Yu's flushed face.

"She was a little listless in the morning. I didn't pay attention to her."

After some inspection, Bo Run's words relieved him.

"It's OK for the time being. Let's give the infusion first. If I can't get rid of the fever, I have to go to the hospital. I don't have much medicine on hand."

"Good."

It took the two men twenty minutes to sit down.

"Is her fever related to her amnesia?"

"What do you say?"

Lu Shimo was silent for a moment, raised his hand and pinched his tired eyebrows. "Before you came, she said nonsense and asked me if I was using her and if she was my chip."

"Yes?"

"That's what she asked me the day she was in Nika's hands."

Bo Run frowned, "it's possible, but I don't know much about it, and I can't judge anything. After all, amnesia has no rules at all. Even if she really recovers her memory, we may not find it if she doesn't say it."

Hearing this, Lu Shimo was even more agitated.

He has never been so anxious or even worried about a person or something.

…………

Mu Yu had been ill for three days.

Lu Shimo also accompanied her for three days.

The fourth morning, at the table.

Mu Yu's spirit was much better, and her face was still a little pale.

"Hey, why do you always look at me like that?"

She was eating sweet corn porridge, which made her hairy.

Since the second day of her illness, she has found that Lu Shimo is always staring at her these days, which is the kind of instant staring at her.

She couldn't help but feel creepy.

After this time together, she knew that he had a great demand.

Is it difficult that I haven't touched her these days and I start thinking about her again?

"Nothing."

Lu Shimo took back his eyes, raised his hand to touch her cheek, light way.

Mu Yu was afraid that he would be a beast. She quickly dodged and changed her seat with porridge. She said, "Lu Shimo, I can warn you that I'm just sick. You can't do anything wrong."

He thin lips slightly hook, elegant porridge.

"What can I do?"

Mu Yu didn't control it. She glanced at his crotch.

Cut, the old man pretends to be serious.

"Small color / embryo, where to look?"

She rolled her eyes and gave it to him, "who is the color / embryo?"

"Is it hard?"

"It's hard." She said vaguely, eating all the porridge, "aunt Zhou, have another bowl."

Smell speech, Lu Shi Mo Mou dyed light smile.

If you can eat it, it means it's almost good.

"I asked for sick leave for you. You don't have to go to school this week. You should take good care of yourself at home.""Yes Mu Yu cheered, eyes bent looking at him, "Lu Shimo, you are so good."

The man thin lips slightly hook, slender good-looking refers to the boiled egg peel well, put in her plate.

"I've got three make-up teachers for you. Every afternoon I'll come to make up an hour's class for you. I've read your report card. Except for English and math, I can't do anything else."

"Cough."

Smell speech, Mu Yu just put in the egg in the mouth, haven't chewed, almost swallow.

That's what she just said, asshole!

"Eat slowly, no one will rob you!"

"I don't want to make up lessons!"

Lu Shimo glanced at her and interrupted her, "in three months, you'll have to take the entrance examination. Just because you've got a red light in your subject, you'll have to wait at home if you don't make up your lessons?"

“！！！”

Mu Yu wants to cry without tears, then she can't escape from class?

I can't stand it, you old bitch!

…………

When I wanted to make up lessons, I could be lazy.

I didn't expect that Lu Shimo, an old bitch, would sit next to her and read a book when making up lessons.

Damn, is his company closed?

Do not go to work all day long net at home staring at her!

For several days in a row, Mu Yu lived in the fear of making up lessons. She even recited "few people to the country" when she went to bed and talked in her sleep at night.

Friday night.

Mu Yu just spread out on the sofa after her tutoring and received a call from Li Xixi.

At that end, she was a little anxious. "Xiao yu'er, can I ask you something?"

"What's the matter?"

Li Xi Xi silent, "I want to leave Jincheng for a period of time, small spicy I can give you, you know, his illness is not suitable to go to strange places, in addition to me, he only with you."

Mu Yu also wants to ask, but listen to her urgent almost cry out, in the end did not ask export.

"When are you leaving?"

"At noon tomorrow, I've packed up the spicy things. At noon, I'll leave him with Aunt Wang. Remember to pick him up."

Before hanging up the phone, Li Xixi explained, "Xiao yu'er, remember, no matter who asks, you don't say that Xiao chili is my child. Even Lu Shimo doesn't say that. Do you understand?"

Wen Yan, Mu Yu glanced at Lu Shimo, nodded, "don't worry."

As soon as she put down her cell phone, she was held in her lap by Lu Shimo.

He buried his head in her neck, smelling the fragrance of her body, and his chin slowly rubbed against the soft flesh of her neck.