Master Fu’s full-level cutie fights fiercely

This was the first time that the little uncle asked her about her experience, and there was nothing to be shy about.

Mu Xing replied slowly: "Yanfei was originally founded by Qianfei. Later, Qianfei and I met by chance, and she invited me to join. Later, she changed the name of the organization to 'Yanfei'.

And I changed my name to avoid... my master, I escaped from Wuyou Island a year ago. I was afraid that he would find me and take me back, so I changed my name and surname. As for why I called me Gu Yan..."

At this point, she paused and looked at the man in front of her. Light fell into her eyes, like stars twinkling, "Because of you."

"I?"

Fu Lingxiao frowned slightly, looking a little confused.

Mu Xing stared deeply at his handsome face, and his thoughts traveled through time, returning to the late night when they reunited on the cruise ship a year ago.

"Actually, I saw you a year ago. On the cruise ship, you were standing on the nineteenth deck smoking late at night. When I redoed the identity information, I suddenly remembered the scene of you smoking, so I chose this name."

The shadow of smoke envelopes the gauze, and one glance is startling.

Over the next year, he appeared repeatedly in her dreams.

After Mu Xing finished speaking, the man suddenly stared at her without saying a word, his black eyes filled with ink.

Just when she was about to ask him what was wrong, the big hands around her waist suddenly retracted, and she was caught off guard and fell on the man's solid chest, and the man's strong arms wrapped around her body.

She was hugged by him so much that she could hardly breathe, "What's wrong, little uncle?"

Fu Lingxiao hugged Mu Xing silently. After a long time, he spoke in a low voice: "Xing'er, you know, I also felt your presence that night, but I thought it was another hallucination."

He buried his face deeply into her neck, hiding his painful expression, "If I could see it then, or if I could realize that it was not an illusion, we wouldn't have missed a year in vain."

A year ago, he was not terminally ill.

He will not resist her, push her away, or waste time struggling with himself.

There is no need to be like now, counting down to separation every day and reluctantly using every breathing space to vent his love for her.

However, no if...

Missing it means missing it, not just for a year, but for their whole life.

Mu Xing keenly felt the sadness of his little uncle. He patted his back with her small hand and comforted him softly: "In the year I missed, I worked hard to grow. As soon as I become a better me, I will come back to you right away." So, uncle, you have to believe that everything is the best arrangement."

Reunion is, separation is also...

……

After dinner in the evening, Mu Xing began to prepare the medicated baths required for Chinese medicine and acupuncture.

The whole process is done personally, and the last step determines the degree of recovery, so no mistakes can be made.

After boiling the medicinal bath, he took it upstairs and filled the bathtub. When the temperature cooled down a bit, Mu Xing brought some Chinese medicine to Fu Lingxiao to drink, and asked him to take off his clothes and lie in the bathtub.

She brought a small pink stool and sat down, massaging his head, and warned: "Uncle, this time I will use acupuncture a little harder than the previous two times. If you can't bear it, you must tell me. Never, never." Move, do you understand?"

Fu Lingxiao raised his hand and pinched Mu Xing's cheek, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of pain."

It’s not that my uncle is not afraid of pain, but he has a relatively high tolerance for pain.

Mu Xing held back her heartache, bowed her head and kissed Fu Lingxiao's thin lips gently, "It's so awesome, I'll reward you in advance."

This sounds like coaxing a child...

Fu Lingxiao looked at Mu Xing, raised his lips and smiled softly, "Kiss me again, baby, and I wish my eyes will fully recover."

Mu Xing lowered her head indulgently and placed another kiss on the man's lips. Just as she was about to raise her head, the man suddenly raised his hand, covered the back of her head with his big palm and pressed down.

"Well……"

The two pairs of lips suddenly touched each other.

The two of them were in opposite directions, and Mu Xing's sight was occupied by the man's Adam's apple.

The raised Adam's apple, slowly rolling up and down with his deep kiss, was so sexy that it was indescribable...

Mu Xing stared at it for a while before suddenly reacting. He put his hand on the man's shoulder and pushed it gently, signaling him to let go.

Now that business was about to begin, Fu Lingxiao gave up as soon as he could.

Mu Xing sat up straight and looked at him angrily, "How can you be so messy? We are going to have acupuncture soon. Your condition must remain stable."

Fu Lingxiao pursed her crimson thin lips and said, "My condition is very stable."

It was indeed very steady, and her breathing was not disordered at all. On the contrary, she was blushing and heartbeating because of his Adam's apple. She was really... worthless!

Mu Xing sighed quietly in his heart, exhaled a breath, adjusted his condition, "Okay, let's get started."

She held a silver needle and slowly penetrated the acupuncture points on Fu Lingxiao's brain.

With each injection, Fu Lingxiao's hands gripping the edge of the bathtub tightened. Veins on his forehead protruded, cold sweat oozed out, and the muscles all over his body stretched into clear lines, but he always kept his body motionless.

Mu Xing saw in her eyes that one of the acupuncture points used this time would amplify the pain a hundred times. She knew how painful her uncle was. The feeling was no less than peeling skin and cutting bones, but she couldn't stop.

If you stop now, all your efforts will be wasted.

The acupuncture lasted five hours. At the end, Fu Lingxiao was exhausted and lying in the bathtub with his eyes closed, his handsome face extremely pale.

Mu Xing put away the medicinal bath in the bathtub, covered him with a bath towel, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and said, "Uncle, please open your eyes and take a look."

Fu Lingxiao calmed down for a moment and slowly opened his eyes. After a hazy feeling of clouds and mountains, the ceiling lights, shower heads, walls... the scenery in front of him gradually became clear.

He couldn't wait to turn his head to look at Mu Xing. At this time, she was squatting by the bathtub, her beautiful eyebrows slightly furrowed, looking at him for a moment.

The porcelain-like face is exquisite and picturesque, and a pair of sultry eyes are gleaming with water under the light.

Snowy red lips, bright and attractive.

It turned out that his star was thousands of times more beautiful than what he saw in his blurred vision.

Mu Xing saw the man staring at her and asked, "Uncle, can you see clearly?"

"can."

It was clear that he even saw his own reflection in her eyes.

Mu Xing was very confident in her medical skills, but she was relieved when she heard the man's affirmative answer, "Uncle, you need to have a good rest now. Let me take you to bed."

Fu Lingxiao: "..."

In Xing'er's eyes, is he too weak to take care of himself?

He held the little hand she extended and curved his lips in an evil way, "Baby, if you act like this, I can't help but want to prove myself to you."

"Prove what?"

Mu Xing didn't react for a while.

The man held her hand suddenly and hard, and the next second, she was dragged into the bathtub by him, and she fell on top of him.

He clasped her slender waist with both hands and lifted her up, pinched her small chin, and locked his black eyes on her, "Baby, what do you think I want to prove? Huh?"