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Li Wanzhuang almost blurted out his thoughts. Every moment, every second, I look forward to thinking that you will come back.
But reason told her that she couldn't. They shouldn't be entangled like this anymore. They each have their own mission and destiny. Such involvement will only make the two of them more painful.
Closing her beautiful eyes, she suppressed the throbbing in her heart. She suddenly pushed Mu Ziqing away and stood up, turned her back to him and said, "President Mu, please respect yourself, I'm going back."
Self-respect? Talking about his self-respect to his wife is the country's recognition of giving him the right to play hooligans with Li Wanzhuang.
Li Wanzhuang walked towards the door in a panic, while Mu Ziqing leaned on the sofa and squinted at her back without stopping her.
Feeling a little disappointed, the dead man just told her so ambiguously whether he missed him, but now he didn't even try to keep him. He held the door bar and turned around, but the door didn't have the slightest intention to open.
Mu Ziqing looked at her with a smile in his eyes.
Li Wanzhuang snorted, it seems that only Mu Ziqing's fingerprints can open the door. Walking back with some anger, he looked at him and said, "Go and help me drive us away."
Listening to her half-coquettish, half-coquettish voice, Mu Ziqing's bones were shattered. Looking at her with blurred eyes, he said, "Mrs. Mu, if you don't come here again, we will both die here."
Li Wanzhuang looked along his line of sight, and there was a big tent somewhere. She stared blankly at him. Just when she was in a daze. Mu Ziqing grabbed her with lightning speed and pressed her on the sofa.
"Well, don't" Li Wanzhuang's next words were smashed to pieces by Mu Ziqing.
After a war without gunpowder, Mu Ziqing was finally released after holding back all night, and fell asleep directly on the sofa.
Tuliu Li Wanzhuang stared at the ceiling alone with wide-eyed eyes. I don't know how long I watched it. She dragged her tired body to the bathroom to take a shower, and found a T-shirt from Mu Ziqing in the closet to put on.
When she returned to the living room, she couldn't bear to see him covered in blood. Just by the way, I helped him clean up his body.
"Well" Mu Ziqing suddenly moaned in pain, his brows furrowed slightly.
Li Wanzhuang stopped wiping, touched his forehead with his hand, hiss, it's so hot. She touched her forehead with her hand again to make sure that this guy had a fever.
She looked for the medicine box all over the house, but she couldn't find it. In the end, she could only use the most primitive method, wrapping ice cubes in a towel, but when she opened the refrigerator, the corner of her mouth twitched, and there was nothing clean inside. In the end, only cold water can be used.
The towel was a little hot, so she went to the bathroom to get wet and then came back. Toss back and forth a dozen times. Li Wanzhuang sat on the carpet exhausted.
It was finally not so hot when I put my hand on his forehead.
Seeing his sleeping face, Li Wanzhuang suddenly felt sad.
"Today you asked me, don't you want them to know that I am Mrs. Mu? In fact, I"
"Don't go." Mu Ziqing's sudden murmur interrupted her.
"I'm here." Li Wanzhuang held his hand. Put his hand to his lips.
"Nini." Mu Ziqing murmured in a voice that seemed to be choking suddenly.
Li Wanzhuang's movements froze, and this name again (remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com