100 Days of Secret Love: Mr. President, please enlighten me

Zhao Xiaoqiao looked down upon the audience with her strong willpower and pride.

until the wedding is over.

Under everyone's sarcasm, pity or sympathy, he stepped on high heels and drove away.

Jiang Qianyu stood at the exit of the Flower Park, watching the wedding car drive Zhao Xiaoqiao away, biting her red lips tightly, her heart overflowing with unstoppable worries.

She didn't know how she felt when she returned to the villa.

As soon as the door was opened, Dora ran over on short legs, jumped three feet high, and jumped onto his shoulder.

Excitedly jumping up and down on her shoulders, tugging at her collar and howling.

"what happened?"

For so many days, Jiang Qianyu has never been so excited except the day when he willfully proposed to go to the company with her and behaved abnormally.

So she stared at its small head, touched its forehead, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Dora was so excited for a moment that she accidentally opened her mouth and said, "Master..."

Opening its mouth, seeing Jiang Qianyu's surprised gaze, it hastily covered its mouth with its small paws to stop itself from continuing to speak, raised its small head and pointed to the direction of the stairs...

"Owner?"

Jiang Qianyu didn't have time to think about why it blurted out emotionally, so he hurriedly rushed to the stairs holding Dora in his high heels and stepping on his high heels.

She ran very fast.

When going up the stairs, he accidentally sprained his foot, endured the pain in his ankle, and rushed to Mu Shangxun's room at a very fast speed.

Her physical strength is not very good, even if she took the physical examination in flat shoes before, she did not pass as quickly as today.

Unable to wait to knock on the door, he suddenly pushed open the door of Mu Shangxun's room.

In the afternoon, the curtains in the room were covered, only the dim bedside lamp was on, and the man who had worried her every day was lying there sleeping, clean and peaceful.

"Shang Xun..."

Jiang Qianyu's eyes burst out with joy and excitement.

Unable to restrain his emotions, his eyes were involuntarily covered by water mist, which quickly turned into water droplets and fell silently.

Rushing to the bed, lying on the bed, slowly stretched out his hand, very carefully, and gently touched Mu Shangxun's face.

She was really scared, the him in front of her was just a dream in her fantasy.

It's been a week.

Seven full days, 24 hours a day, 160 eight hours, 10 minutes, 60 seconds.

Every second, she fantasized about him appearing in front of her all the time.

Today, the dream has come true.

It's like a dream.

She was really scared.

Her fingertips lightly touched his cheek, her eyes fell on his eyebrows, and she couldn't move her eyes away no matter what, the eyes were flooded with thoughts.

She didn't expect that, after not seeing him for just a week, she would miss him so much unconsciously that she couldn't control it.

"Mu Shangxun."

Slowly calling out his name, the fingertips that landed on his face trembled slightly.

Mu Shangxun closed his eyes and fell into a drowsy sleep. Even though she touched him and called him again, he didn't wake up.

His breathing was heavy, tiredness could be seen clearly on his face, his eyes were dark, and his body seemed to be exhausted, as if he hadn't rested for a long time.

This is what fatigue looks like.

She clasped her hands tightly, tears falling down uncontrollably: "Mu Shangxun, what's wrong with you? What's wrong?"

There was a slight sound of footsteps behind her, she turned her head to look, and saw Gao Mucheng walking with a bowl of ginseng soup.

He approached, glanced at Mu Shangxun who was drowsy on the bed, put the ginseng soup in his hand on the bedside table, and said to Jiang Qianyu: "He hasn't eaten for a long time, feed him this bowl of ginseng soup." , and then remember not to disturb him, let him have a good rest, you know?"

His voice was cold and rusty.

"What happened?" Jiang Qianyu looked at him and asked uneasily.

Gao Mucheng didn't answer her question, and said to herself: "I still have some things to deal with, so I'm leaving first, I'll leave him to you, let him rest well." After speaking, he turned and left.

Gao Mucheng was more indifferent to her than ever when he saw her.

Jiang Qianyu didn't know what prejudice he had against him, and he didn't care to know, so he turned his head suddenly and stared at Mu Shangxun who was lying on the bed, the fog in his eyes became thicker.

Carefully hugging his head slowly, a soft pillow was added under his head.

Mu Shangxun fell asleep the whole time, without any reaction.

Her body trembled slightly, she picked up the ginseng soup bowl with trembling hands, took a spoonful, blew it to the right temperature and fed it into his mouth.

The ginseng soup reached his mouth, and the soup flowed down the corners of his lips like this.

Wet the silver gray pillowcase.

Jiang Qianyu had only seen such a scene on TV. A person would be unable to swallow food only when he was unconscious or seriously ill. For a while, her chest felt tight, and an uncontrollable sadness welled up in her heart.

"Shang Xun, don't scare me."

She murmured, worried.

Gao Mucheng said that he hadn't eaten for a long time, and he had to be fed, but he couldn't swallow it, what should I do?

Jiang Qianyu thought about it uneasily.

Normally a smart and rational student master, at this time his head froze and he was a little helpless. It took a long while before his consciousness came back.

He picked up the ginseng soup and took a sip, then slowly lowered his head and pressed it to his lips.

The moment the two lips touched, she could clearly feel the prickling sensation coming from his lips, her mouth was very dry, and her skin was all dry.

Feeling uncomfortable, she resisted the soreness in her heart, pushed his tightly closed lips with the tip of her tongue, and fed him the ginseng soup in her mouth.

"What happened? Why did you become like this? Didn't you go on a business trip? How did you come back like this?"

There are countless doubts and doubts in my heart.

He fed him all the ginseng soup one mouthful at a time, his lips rubbed against each other, and his emotions almost collapsed several times.

The clean and tidy man doesn't smell very good now, and there seems to be a faint smell of blood in that mixed smell. She took off his clothes with trembling fingers.

There are several gauzes on the body, the gauze is white, it seems that it has just been treated.

"Why did you get hurt..."

There was sadness in her heart, and for a moment she felt at a loss as to what to do. She even thought, seeing him in such a heartache, she would rather be injured instead of him.

Before she had time to think about how abrupt and strong such feelings were, she took a towel and wiped his body carefully little by little.

These days, she thought about it day and night, and couldn't sleep for a long time. At this time, she smelled the breath on his body and saw him sleeping beside her. The string in her heart was loosened like this. Beside him, listening to his breathing, carefully avoiding the wound on his body, involuntarily reached out to wrap his arms around his waist.

At this moment, it seems that only by sticking to his side can I feel at ease.

Accompany him to sleep deeply.