Chapter 423 Miss Republic of China, She is Charming 47
Chapter 423 Miss Republic of China, she is charming and charming (47)
After the weather improved, Bai Wu's health also improved a little.
But Mucheng became busy.
Not only can I not see anyone during the day, but even when I go home at night, I just spend most of my time in the study.
He seems to be dealing with a big case recently.
Because Bai Wu always heard conversations coming from the study next door when she was sleepy in the early morning.
When she couldn't help but push the door open out of curiosity, she saw an old man dressed as a Taoist priest sitting on the sofa next to the desk.
The monk's robe he was wearing was washed white, and his hair and beard were also stained with a layer of white frost.
But those eyes are particularly bright.
Bai Wu narrowed her eyes warily.
Her previous experience caused her to have a bad impression of people in this industry.
Although the Taoist priest in front of her looked kind-hearted, she still didn't give him a good look.
After Mucheng saw her, he quickly put out the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, walked up and rubbed her long hair that was loose on her shoulders, his tone was full of doting:
"Why are you up so early?"
Just as Bai Wu was about to answer, she coughed repeatedly and felt a dull pain in her chest.
Mucheng quickly picked her up and sat down on the sofa, frowning: "Are you feeling uncomfortable again?"
Bai Wu shook her head and tried her best to smile: "No, I just woke up."
Then she glanced timidly at the old Taoist priest opposite, tugged on Mucheng's sleeve and lowered her voice: "Who is he?"
Mucheng didn't show much expression on his face, he just replied calmly: "A witness in the case, I'm asking him something."
The Taoist priest twirled his beard, squinted his eyes and smiled: "This must be Mrs. Mu, she is indeed gentle and generous."
A trace of displeasure flashed in Mucheng's eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with his deliberate look at Bai Wu.
After getting the answer, Bai Wu did not stay any longer and turned around to go back to her room.
Mucheng, who had seen off the Taoist priest not long after, also opened the door and came in, holding a bowl of steaming soup in his hand.
Bai Wu frowned almost as soon as she smelled the medicine.
Ever since she became seriously ill, Mucheng worked tirelessly to find various famous doctors and try various medicinal materials for her every day.
Recently, I started to cook traditional Chinese medicine for her, saying it can relieve her pain.
But the concoction was extremely fishy and bitter, and Bai Wu's stomach would turn upside down every time she drank it.
But it does have miraculous effects. Every time she drinks the medicine, she feels particularly comfortable physically and mentally.
Mucheng sat by the bed with the medicine bowl in hand, looking at her affectionately: "Ah Wu, drink today's medicine quickly."
She looked at Mucheng's extended hand and hesitated to take the medicine bowl: "I'll do it myself."
Mucheng avoided her hand, a dark light flashed across his eyes, and his voice deepened: "Can't I feed you?"
She always tried her best to avoid getting close to him.
Even though they have been married for several months, they are still as polite as if they had just met.
If it weren't for her physical condition, Mucheng felt that he should be cruel to her and tell her who her husband was, the one she should care about.
Bai Wu saw all the suppressed resentment, paranoia and unwillingness in Mucheng's eyes.
Her fingertips shrank and she retracted her hand tremblingly.
Mucheng smiled with satisfaction and fed her one spoonful at a time until she finished all the soup.
The tip of Bai Wu's tongue was covered in fishy bitterness until it became numb.
Fortunately, Mucheng also noticed her pain and stuffed a candied fruit into her mouth.
The bitterness was neutralized, and Bai Wu's face didn't look so ugly.
"After finishing the medicine, can I go down?"
Bai Wu lifted up the quilt and was about to leave, but Mucheng's hand clasped on her shoulder and pushed her back.
"Don't move." He said softly.
As soon as Bai Wufu raised his head, Mucheng's figure fell over him.
He gently lifted her chin with his slender fingertips, brought her face up, and licked the trace of icing sugar remaining at the corner of her lips with the tip of his tongue.
Bai Wu was tingled by the soft and wet touch, and lightning seemed to flash across her spine, causing her shoulder blades to tighten and tremble.
Mucheng sensed her reaction, raised the corners of his lips and smiled, pinched her chin, and then used the tip of his tongue to pry open her lips, carefully tasting the sweetness of the candied fruit.
It had been a long time since he had done such an intimate thing with her since their last wedding night.
That feeling that penetrated deeply into his soul made him crazy every time he thought about it.
But Bai Wu didn't think so.
When Mucheng was about to take a step further, she used her remaining strength to push him away, half-leaning on the bed with tears in her eyes: "Mucheng, I don't feel very well today, can you..."
Mucheng put his hands on her side and looked down at her.
I don't know if it was because his endurance had reached its limit, but the veins on his neck were all bulging, and his eye sockets were scarlet red.
But in the end, he straightened up, swallowed impatiently, pulled open his coat, revealing his full and smooth muscle lines, and said in a hoarse voice: "You have a good rest, I'm going to take a bath."
When his figure completely disappeared from the room, the fragility on Bai Wu's face disappeared in an instant.
She lay lazily beside the bed like a kitten, with a sly smile in the corner of her eyes.
I really don’t know how long I can endure this fragment.
With her eyes rolling twice, Bai Wu jumped off the bed and tiptoed towards the bathroom.
After confirming that there was a shower sound inside and that Mucheng wouldn't be able to get out for a while, Bai Wu quietly opened the door and walked out.
She went straight to Mucheng's study.
Her intuition told her that the Taoist priest was definitely not just a suspect in the case.
But she walked around Mucheng's study several times and found nothing special.
The furnishings inside are as clean and tidy as ever, with nothing out of the ordinary.
The files on the table are all related to cases large and small, and there is nothing suspicious about them.
But it often appears suspicious when there is nothing suspicious about it.
After carefully looking at the furnishings, Bai Wu set her sights on a painting on the wall.
That is a very simple picture of eight horses.
But Bai Wu knew that Mucheng had never been interested in these things, and there would be no such decorative items in his room.
Unless this painting has some other use.
Bai Wu carefully picked up a corner of the painting and opened it. Sure enough, a small groove appeared on the wall behind the painting.
Open the groove and inside is an object similar to a compass.
Bai Wu gently turned the compass, and the bookshelf next to her suddenly shook slightly.
Within a few seconds, a small space appeared out of thin air behind the bookshelf, connected to the basement.
Bai Wu squinted her eyes as she looked at the stairs that disappeared into the darkness at the end.
You Mucheng, no wonder you stayed in the study all day under the pretext of being busy with work. It turns out you are hiding your love in this golden room!
003:【……】
[Host, is your focus a little off track? How could someone be hiding in such a gloomy place? 】
