Quickly wear the water of trouble: after being cheated on, the yandere male protagonist turned evil

Chapter 423 Miss Republic of China, She is Charming (47)

After the weather improved, Bai Wu's body also got better.

But Mu Cheng got busy.

Not only do I not see anyone during the day, but even when I go home at night, I spend most of my time in the study.

He seems to be dealing with a big case recently.

Because Bai Wu always heard the conversation coming from the study next door when she was sleepy in the early morning.

When she couldn't help but curiously opened the door and walked in, she saw an old man dressed as a Taoist priest sitting on the sofa next to the desk.

The Taoist robe he was wearing was washed white, and his hair and beard were also stained with a layer of hoarfrost.

But those eyes are extraordinarily lively.

Bai Wu narrowed her eyes vigilantly.

Her previous experience made her not have a good impression of people in this industry.

Although the Taoist priest in front of her looked benevolent, she still didn't give him a good look.

After Mu Cheng saw her, he quickly extinguished the cigarette butt in his hand in the ashtray, stepped forward and rubbed her long hair loose on her shoulders, his tone was full of affection:

"Why do you wake up so early?"

Just as Bai Wu was about to answer, she coughed repeatedly, followed by a dull pain in her chest.

Mu Cheng quickly picked her up and sat down on the sofa, frowning: "Is it uncomfortable again?"

Bai Wu shook her head and tried her best to smile: "No, I just woke up."

Then she timidly glanced at the old Taoist priest opposite, tugged at Mu Cheng's sleeve and said in a low voice, "Who is he?"

Mu Cheng didn't show much expression on his face, he just replied indifferently: "A witness in a case, I'm asking him something."

The Taoist twirled his beard, squinted his eyes and laughed: "This is Mrs. Mu, she is really gentle and generous."

A trace of displeasure flashed in Mu Cheng's eyes, as if he was dissatisfied with his deliberate sizing up of Bai Wu.

After getting the answer, Bai Wu didn't stay any longer, and turned back to her room.

Not long after seeing off the Taoist priest, Mu Cheng 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, Mu Cheng worked tirelessly every day to find various famous doctors and try various medicinal materials for her.

Recently, I started to cook Chinese medicine for her again, saying that it can relieve her pain.

But the medicinal juice was extremely bitter, every time Bai Wu drank it, her stomach would be overwhelmed.

But it does have a miraculous effect. Every time she finishes drinking the medicine, she feels extremely comfortable physically and mentally.

Mu Cheng sat by the bed with a medicine bowl in his hand, and looked at her affectionately: "Ah Wu, drink up today's medicine."

She looked at Mu Cheng's extended hand, and hesitated to take the medicine bowl: "I'll do it myself."

Mu Cheng avoided her hand, a dark light flashed across his eyes, and his voice sank: "Can't I feed you?"

She always tried to avoid getting close to him like this.

Even though they have been married for several months, they are still polite as if they met for the first time.

If it weren't for the consideration of her physical condition, Mu Cheng felt that he should be more ruthless to her, and tell her who is her husband, the one she should take to heart.

Bai Wu had a panoramic view of the suppressed resentment, paranoia and unwillingness in Mu Cheng's eyes.

Her fingertips flinched, and she withdrew her hand tremblingly.

Mu Cheng smiled with satisfaction, and fed her all the soup and medicine spoon by spoon.

The tip of Bai Wu's tongue was covered in bitterness to the point of paralysis.

Fortunately, Mu Cheng also saw her pain, and stuffed a candied fruit into her mouth.

The bitterness was neutralized, and Bai Wu's face was not so ugly.

"The medicine is finished, can I go down?"

Bai Wu lifted the quilt and wanted to leave, but Mu Cheng's hand clasped her shoulder and pushed her back.

"Don't move," he said softly.

As soon as Bai Wufu raised his head, Mu Cheng's figure fell over him.

He lifted her chin lightly with his slender fingertips, brought his face closer, and licked the icing sugar that remained at the corner of her lips with the tip of his tongue.

Bai Wu was numb from the teasing soft touch, lightning flashed across her spine, and even her shoulder blades tightened, trembling endlessly.

Feeling her reaction, Mu Cheng raised the corners of his lips and smiled, squeezed her chin tightly, and then pried open her lips with the tip of his tongue, savoring the sweetness of the candied fruit carefully.

It had been a long time since he had had this kind of intimacy with her since their last wedding night.

The feeling of going deep into the soul makes him go crazy every time he thinks about it.

But Bai Wu didn't think so.

When Mu Cheng was about to go further, she pushed him away with the remaining strength, leaned on the bed with tears in her eyes and said, "Mu Cheng, I'm not feeling well today, can you..."

Mu Cheng put his hands on her side and looked down at her.

I don't know if it was because he had reached the limit of his patience, all the veins on his neck popped out, and the sockets of his eyes were scarlet.

But in the end he straightened up, swallowed impatiently, then tore off his coat, revealing 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 in the room, the frailty on Bai Wu's face instantly disappeared.

She lay lazily by the bed like a kitten, with a sly smile in the corner of her eyes.

I really don't know how long this fragment can last.

Eyeballs rolled around twice, Bai Wu jumped off the bed and approached the bathroom with stealthy steps.

After confirming that there was the sound of a shower and that Mu Cheng would not be able to come out for a while, Bai Wu tiptoed open the door and walked out.

She went straight to Mu Cheng's study.

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 but found nothing special.

The furnishings inside were as clean and tidy as ever, without any obtrusiveness.

The files on the table are all linked to large and small cases, and there is nothing suspicious about them.

But often there is nothing suspicious to appear suspicious.

After carefully looking at the furnishings, Bai Wu's eyes fell on a picture hanging on the wall.

It was a simple picture of eight steeds.

But Bai Wu knew that Mu Cheng had never been interested in these things, and there would never be such decorative items in his room.

Unless the painting is useful for something else.

Bai Wu carefully picked up a corner of the painting and lifted it, as expected, a small groove appeared on the wall behind the painting.

Open the groove, and inside is something similar to a compass.

Bai Wu turned the compass lightly, and the bookshelf beside her suddenly shook slightly.

Within a few seconds, a small space connected to the basement appeared out of thin air behind the bookshelf.

Bai Wu squinted her eyes as she looked at the stairs that disappeared into the darkness at the end.

Good job Mu Cheng, no wonder you stay in the study under the pretext of being busy with work all day, so it turns out that you are hiding in this golden house!
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【Host, is your focus a bit off track?How could someone be hiding in such a gloomy place? 】

(End of this chapter)