Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

Master Fu’s baby is you!

Yuntuo subconsciously wanted to answer like this, but he stopped in time. Master Fu had issued a death order and no one was allowed to mention Mu Xing's cute past again.

The only thing he could do was to find a way to keep the cute little Muxing with Master Fu.

"Miss Gu, you have misunderstood Mr. Fu. If Mr. Fu really hated you, you would never be able to stand here now. Mr. Fu resists everyone, especially when he is ill. He maintains strong vigilance and attack, but only Being willing to let you get close is enough to show that Mr. Fu likes you very much!"

Yuntuo tried his best to explain to his master Fu.

Mu Xing chuckled mockingly, folded his arms, tapped his slender white fingers on his arms, his eyebrows were a bit careless, "It's interesting, but I don't know what your wife will think when she hears this. .”

Yuntuo: "..."

My wife... isn't that still you?

Cutie Muxing knew that Master Fu was married, so she had to avoid suspicion. He couldn't tell her the truth, and he also wanted cutie Muxing to know that she was unique to Master Fu!

Yuntuo said it was too difficult!

After thinking quickly, he said tactfully: "My wife passed away a few years ago, and Mr. Fu is single now!"

The man's red eyes, pale handsome face, and the blood-stained wedding ring on his ring finger suddenly came to mind.

So, when he went crazy and made himself look like this, was it because his wife passed away?

Mu Xing's eyes moved slightly, but his expression remained indifferent, "I have no interest in being a substitute. Your master Fu loves his wife so much, so just let her do it till death."

Fu Lingxiao was indeed special to her, but she was just obsessed with the smell of him.

Going to see him and talking to this bodyguard so much was a reward for thanking him for giving her shampoo and shower gel, but it would be ridiculous to feel sorry for him and have any kind of saving mentality.

After Mu Xing finished speaking, he turned around and walked back to the villa, intending to ask Butler Wu to get shampoo and shower gel.

But he was stopped by Yun Tuo who was chasing him, "Miss Gu!"

Just as he was about to say something else, the phone in his pocket suddenly vibrated. He immediately took it out, saw the caller ID, frowned, and answered the call: "Master Fu."

"Come up!"

The man's voice was weak and hoarse, but it contained a strong intimidating power.

Yuntuo didn't dare to disobey, so he said yes and hung up the phone.

In the short time he answered the phone, Mu Xing had already bypassed him and walked into the villa.

When he entered, she was talking to Butler Wu.

As Yuntuo ran upstairs, he glanced at Butler Wu.

Butler Wu understood and said to Mu Xing: "It will take a few days for the shampoo and shower gel to be delivered. I called you just to let you know so that you don't have to wait in a hurry. Unexpectedly, you hung up on me directly. ."

It is not difficult to see that the housekeeper is looking for excuses to delay.

This manor is quite interesting from top to bottom. I wonder if the coffin board of the deceased lady can still be held.

Mu Xing slightly twitched the corners of his lips, but he didn't make it clear, and he didn't bother to deal with him. He might as well take some samples back and study the ingredients ratio himself.

She turned and went upstairs.

At this time, in the master bedroom.

Yuntuo knelt on the ground with his head lowered.

The man supported his weak body and stood in front of him, with a gloomy face and an angry chest heaving, "I'll say it for the last time! Don't disturb her! Don't let her in! Do you hear me!"

"Master Fu, I just want Miss Mu Xing to treat you..."

"Oh!"

A deep hole was made in the gray wall, and mobile phone parts were scattered on the floor.

Yuntuo's words were cut off by this monstrous rage, and the man seemed unable to bear such a huge emotional fluctuation, and his thin body fell back.

"Master Fu!"

Yuntuo rushed over to catch him, and at the same time, the door was pushed open.

Seeing Mu Xing coming over, Yun Tuo hurriedly asked her for help: "Miss Gu, Master Fu was angry and fainted!"

You are so sick, how can you get so angry?

Mu Xing frowned slightly, wanting to turn a blind eye, but she walked towards him unconsciously, "Put him on the bed."

Yuntuo immediately followed the instructions, carried the person to the bed, and then consciously stepped aside.

Mu Xing turned over the man's wrist and laid it flat. Seeing his bleeding palm, his frown deepened a little, and he put his fingers on his pale wrist.

Yuntuo stood aside and watched worriedly. Seeing Mu Xing frowning and not saying a word for a long time, he couldn't help but ask: "Miss Gu, how is Mr. Fu?"

Mu Xing's face was solemn, and his tone was a bit cold: "Very good. If you try harder, try to send him away once and for all."

Yuntuo: "..."

After a while, Mu Xing slowly retracted his hand and said, "Bring a pen and paper over here."

Yuntuo quickly ran to the study to get paper and pen.

Mu Xing quickly wrote a prescription and handed it to Yun Tuo, "Boil three bowls of water into one bowl."

"I'm going to grab the medicine right now!"

Yuntuo rushed out of the master bedroom with the prescription in hand. Just as Mu Xing was going to the bathroom, he saw him running back again, "Master Fu can't live without people. Please take care of me, Miss Gu. Thank you!"

After saying that, he bowed to her upright at ninety degrees, turned around and ran away again.

Mu Xing: "..."

So, all the housekeepers, servants and bodyguards downstairs are here to see you?

Mu Xing sat down in front of the bed, pulled the quilt to cover the man, and his eyes inadvertently fell on his thin and handsome face.

The eyes were closed tightly, and the thick eyelashes were naturally covered. The pale thin lips were no longer pursed tightly, but they were a little less sharp and a little more fragile and helpless.

The distance between them was not very close, but it was enough for her to smell his scent. There was no ebony agarwood, only the strong smell of blood.

Mu Xing hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved closer to him, smelled carefully, and then smelled a hint of ebony agarwood in the smell of blood.

If there seems to be nothing.

But it instantly soothed her manic depression for the past few days, and her mood relaxed unconsciously. The long-lost sleepiness invaded her brain. She yawned, supported the side of her face with one hand, closed her eyes and fell into sleep...

Yuntuo went to grab the medicine himself, fried it and brought it upstairs.

Seeing Mu Xingshou sleeping in front of Master Fu's bed, he was hesitating whether to go in or not.

The sleeping girl suddenly opened her eyes and looked at him with her beautiful eyes, looking a little lazy and anxious as if she had just woken up, "Come in."

Yuntuo walked in quickly with the medicine in hand. Just when he was about to ask Mu Xing to feed Mr. Fu the medicine, the other party lazily stood up and gave up his seat to him, making it clear that he had no intention of helping him feed him the medicine.

Miss Mu Xing had a cold attitude towards Master Fu. It was no longer easy for him to prescribe medicine for him and still keep it until now. Yuntuo did not dare to ask for more. She supported the man's back and helped him sit up, holding the bowl to his lips. deliver.

The freshly fried medicine is still steaming.

Mu Xing couldn't help but frown, "Are you planning to burn him to death if you drink it like this?"

The corners of Yuntuo's mouth twitched and he looked helpless, "I've never fed anyone medicine."