"Damn it!"
Mu Jiuchen almost knelt on the ground. What had he heard?
Mu Jiuchen looked at the girl in front of him with deep, dark eyes. In the bright light, her eyelashes were thick, casting a small shadow on her face. A few strands of hair danced around her ears, making her appear dreamily beautiful.
But her expression was incredibly serious.
Mu Jiuchen felt a bit doubtful in his heart: Did such a good thing really fall into his lap, Mu Jiuchen?
As Mu Jiuchen thought to himself, he longed to kiss her.
But how should he kiss her?
They had kissed before. Her lips were soft and burning, and her entire body was so yielding that it drove him mad, making him completely lose his restraint and willpower.
Mu Jiuchen suddenly stood up. This was such a good opportunity; he had to show his true demeanor and leave a good impression on this woman.
After Jiang Nuan spoke, she regretted it. How could she have said such a thing?
She must be sick. As a dignified Dr. Vicky, she didn't know what illness she had.
She was driven almost to madness by the young Mu Jiuchen and the night with Mu Jiuchen six years ago.
In her haste, she had said such shameless things.
Seeing the man striding towards her, Jiang Nuan felt extremely guilty. When Mu Jiuchen bent down, she completely retreated under the stool.
But Mu Jiuchen reacted quickly and lifted her up. How could he allow this little woman to sit under the stool after her impulsive bravery?
Holding the woman's perfectly curved waist, Mu Jiuchen's heart was completely stirred. This truly was a troublesome little siren; he had wanted to do this ever since he saw her.
His lips accurately met the woman's soft lips.
Jiang Nuan knew she was asking for trouble, but her impulse was well-considered. Looking at Mu Jiuchen's pair of cherry-red lips, she had this urge.
Now, after being kissed, she felt a sense of utter satisfaction.
The ambiguous atmosphere in the ward was suffocating.
After a long while, Mu Jiuchen, having tasted enough of the cherry blossom honey, reluctantly released Jiang Nuan.
Jiang Nuan's legs felt weak, and she slumped into Mu Jiuchen's arms.
Mu Jiuchen was also on the verge of exploding from the kiss.
He rested his head in the crook of Jiang Nuan's shoulder, trying hard to calm the terrifying turbulence within him.
No, he needed a freezing cold shower!
Mu Jiuchen abruptly let go of Jiang Nuan and burst out of the door.
The Ninth Master, who remained unfazed even when Mount Tai collapsed, had never been so flustered.
Jiang Nuan: "..."
"Hoo..." She let out a long sigh, her small face flushed and radiant, captivating.
Fortunately, Mu Jiuchen had left, or she would have been mortified.
"Bang..." Li Qingshuo's ward door was flung open. Mu Jiuchen didn't even cast a glance at Li Qingshuo and headed straight for the bathroom.
Li Qingshuo, who was completely bewildered, looked towards the bathroom. Was he about to soil himself?
This speed was comparable to a rocket.
Li Qingshuo glanced at the lunchbox in his hand and instantly lost his appetite.
He threw the lunchbox onto the table, thinking of Mu Jiuchen's son, who was handsome and charming at such a young age. Then, thinking of his own unborn son, he was on the verge of a breakdown.
Suddenly, he heard the sound of rushing water from the bathroom.
Li Qingshuo was stunned. He really had soiled himself.
Li Qingshuo laughed gleefully. This was karma; who told you to starve me for a day?
Li Qingshuo leaned back slowly against the headboard, a hint of playfulness flashing in his eyes.
Mu Jiuchen, you have your days too!
"Knock knock..."
Li Qingshuo looked towards the door. His special assistant had arrived. He couldn't rely on Mu Jiuchen; he needed to find someone reliable to take care of him.
He said lazily, "Come in."
The one who pushed open the door was a beautiful girl of twenty-five or twenty-six, wearing a white suit that perfectly accentuated her curves.
"Mr. Li," she said, smiling elegantly and charmingly.
"Mm! Throw away the lunchbox first; it will smell in here." Li Qingshuo had developed some bad habits of a young master.
He liked beautiful women and lingering among flowers. Having been pampered since childhood, most things were done by the household servants; he only needed to enjoy himself.
Yun Xia's slap made him unable to think straight and go drinking:
Sheng Huan looked at the man in the hospital gown. His bangs hung casually on his forehead, adding a touch of gentleness to him. She had been Li Qingshuo's assistant for two years, and this man had always been so dazzling.
"Okay, Mr. Li, do you want to rest?" Her voice was very gentle.
Li Qingshuo shook his head slightly, glanced towards the bathroom, and said with a smile, "You go throw out the garbage, wait outside, and don't come in until I call you."
If Mu Jiuchen came out naked later and saw a woman suddenly in the room, he would eat him.
Sheng Huan looked at the bathroom and heard the water. Her gaze darkened. Who was that shameless little slut inside? Even though Mr. Li was injured, she still came to seduce him.
Sheng Huan picked up the lunchbox and walked out. In this weary life, one needed gentle dreams. She liked Mr. Li; for a full two years, seeing him filled her with strength.
Li Qingshuo looked at the bathroom door. It was the first time in his life he was to become a father, but the child was gone like this.
For Mu Jiuchen, whom they thought would never marry or have children, to already have a child of that age, this world was truly magical.
Half an hour later, Mu Jiuchen finally opened the bathroom door. Li Qingshuo looked at him with a playful expression. The man's hair was not yet dry, and bright water droplets flowed down his chiseled face, reaching his deep collarbone, making him look sexy and alluring.
"Mu Jiuchen, what is this..."
"It's nothing, I almost caught fire just now. You don't understand the pain of having a girlfriend." The words sounded particularly arrogant and smug.
Li Qingshuo, who was about to mock him, was instantly stuffed with dog food.
However, he also found it incredibly ironic. Would someone with a girlfriend be so disheveled like you?!
For Mu Jiuchen, falling in love with a woman was a once-in-a-lifetime event, so he had to live it passionately.
"Girlfriend? Jiang Nuan? With a son that old, shouldn't she be your wife?" Li Qingshuo felt that his recent life was a mess.
"No, you rushed into the bathroom just now not because you had diarrhea, but to extinguish a fire?" Li Qingshuo felt like a complete failure; no matter how hard he tried, he was still defeated by Mu Jiuchen.
Couldn't he just once see Mu Jiuchen make a fool of himself?
Why was it always him who made a fool of himself?!
Both studied hard, why should I be willing to admit defeat!
Mu Jiuchen nodded: "Mm! My Nuan Nuan is too charming."
Li Qingshuo: "..."
His face darkened, as if his being here was all because of Jiang Nuan.
Mu Jiuchen looked at Li Qingshuo's pale face and left with a smile.
Only Li Qingshuo was left, staring in stunned silence.
Sheng Huan waited outside. She wanted to see who that little slut inside was. As she was thinking, the ward door was abruptly pulled open, and a tall, upright figure walked out. She was stunned. Why was Ninth Master in the bathroom?
Could the two of them be gay?!