One Hundred Days of Hidden Marriage: Young Emperor, spoiled by heaven!

After finishing speaking, the man turned around immediately, and the broad and strong back was clearly displayed in front of the woman's eyes.

Seeing Zhuang Chuchu, she hurriedly dragged her injured leg to follow, but she couldn't help but let out a cry of pain before taking a few steps.

The man turned around, saw Zhuang Chuchu's wrinkled smiling face, and frowned slightly.

"I sprained my ankle, can you carry me on your back?"

Zhuang Chuchu stared at Long Muyun with big watery eyes, and begged weakly.

Taking advantage of the sprained ankle, I feel sorry for myself if I don't do anything.

Long Muyun took a deep look at Zhuang Chuchu, and after a long time, turned around again.

But he didn't leave quickly, but squatted down, and lightly ordered Zhuang Chuchu behind him, "Come up."

Seeing this, Zhuang Chuchu immediately showed a triumphant smile, "Very well, this sprained ankle is very timely.

She pretended to be inconveniently lying on the man's broad and solid back, and immediately, Long Muyun gently lifted her up, and walked towards the hotel with her long legs.

It has to be said that this is a very beautiful picture, the man is so handsome that people and gods are indignant, and the woman is so beautiful that the country is overwhelmed.

After reciting for a long time, Long Muyun didn't feel any strain, and his breathing seemed to be very light.

Zhuang Chuchu put her chin on his shoulder and asked softly in his ear, "Are you tired?"

After a pause, the man replied calmly, "I'm not tired."

Afterwards, neither of them said a word. Thinking about it, Long Muyun is the kind of person who cherishes words like gold, so it's not surprising that he doesn't speak, but Zhuang Chuchu's talkativeness has been quiet, which seems very abnormal.

In fact, she enjoyed it in her heart and said thousands of sentences in her heart, and she was all excited about it.

Long Muyun carried her on his back.

Although the man walked slowly and steadily, the street was not far from the hotel, and soon they returned to the hotel.

When he arrived at the door, Mo Nanchuan was standing there and had just finished talking with a man. When he saw them, he strode over quickly.

"Sister, what's the matter with you?" Seeing Zhuang Chuchu's situation, he asked quickly.

Long Muyun ignored him, and Zhuang Chuchu ignored him, the two just glanced at him in unison, walked past him, and walked towards the gate.

Mo Nanchuan froze in place, recalling the cold stare he had just received, puzzled.

"I look so annoying?"

He pinched his handsome face, slightly pursed his thin lips, and murmured to himself in dissatisfaction.

In fact, Mo Nanchuan is also known as a handsome guy in Qingcheng, everyone respects him, but for some reason, Long Muyun and Zhuang Chuchu just don't welcome him.

Mo Nanchuan shook his head helplessly, drooping his head, and followed him in.

Zhuang Chuchu's sprained ankle is not very serious, basically there is no problem in walking slowly, but the doctor suggested to rest in bed for a day or two.

It just so happened that Long Muyun and Mo Nanchuan were on a business trip and had to deal with a lot of things, so they didn't have time to play with her, so she could only obediently stay on the bed.

Zhuang Chuchu was bored in every way, and woke up after a day's sleep, it was already night.

She flipped through her mobile phone and found that Zhou Ziyuan had sent her several WeChat messages. Just then, she remembered that her business trip was in such a hurry that she forgot to tell her.

She tapped the screen a few times quickly, and sent out a string of words, "Yuanyuan, I'm on a business trip to the UK, I'll play with you when I get back."

A few seconds after it was sent, with the phone beeping, the message sent by Yuan Yuan immediately popped up, "Okay."