Travel back to modern times and become famous after doing a live broadcast for the ancients

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Suburban community.

Mu Suming was sleeping peacefully in the guest room, his chest rising and falling with his gentle breathing, and the light shone through the gaps in the curtains on the pillow.

Bathed in the sunshine, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and the man seemed to be waking up.

"Well!"

After waking up with a splitting headache, he couldn't help but groan subconsciously.

Lying on the white and soft bed, he stared at the ceiling in a daze.

"Why am I lying here?"

The man who cared very much about the quality of life began to take stock of the environment here after he recovered from his bouts of headache.

Looking at this boxy and narrow cabin, there is nothing else except curtains, bedside tables and clothes racks.

Judging from the area, it is not as big as his servant's room.

There seems to be no one except the poor who can live in such a place.

"Ah!"

Fu Youyou sneezed.

The system asked with concern: "Have you caught a cold?"

Fu Youyou shook her head, maybe someone was thinking about her.

Here, Mu Suming was about to stand up when a clear "crunch" sound made his back stiffen.

After a long time, he moved his eyes to the bed board, silently complaining in his heart.

The quality of the bed board is also hard to describe. It creaked as soon as he stood up.

Just when he got up and got out of bed, there was a thud as if the bed board collapsed.

Mu Suming: "Uh..."

Collapsed? !

The man couldn't believe it and was stunned on the spot.

He belatedly looked at his figure.

He lives a self-disciplined life and has been exercising for many years. The texture of his muscle lines is clear and obvious. His figure is naturally not thin, but it is not so heavy that it would collapse the bed.

She wears clothes and takes off her clothes to look thinner, but her figure is clearly the standard figure for men. Needless to say, the conditions are really poor!

Could this be the so-called slum?

Recalling that last night, I was chased by those people, and the woman fell from the sky halfway.

Judging from her brand-name clothes that were obviously inconsistent with this simple residence, her arrogant and domineering character, and her behavior in the wilderness in the middle of the night.

It's obvious that she doesn't look like a good woman.

"Ah! Ahh!"

Fu Youyou was shot again while lying down.

The people of the Gong Dynasty did not forget to express their concern for Fu Youyou who imparted knowledge.

Fu Youyou waved her hand and continued to impart knowledge very dedicatedly.

Here, Mu Suming was full of doubts about Fu Youyou's motives for saving her.

That woman poured water on him last night, she didn't seem like a kind-hearted person.

"Is it because of money?"

Last night, with his dizzy head, Mu Suming recalled that she had indeed asked for benefits from him.

But, did he agree at that time?

I really can’t remember clearly.

Under Mu Suming's cold expression, he was even more imaginative about Fu Youyou's motives.

"still…"

I don’t know what came to mind.

Mu Suming tightened the clothes that were slightly open on his chest.

"Ahei! Ahei! Ahei!"

Fu Youyou was shot three times and rubbed her red nose.

She sneezed a lot today, which was a bit unusual. "Is it possible that she really caught a cold?"

If Fu Youyou knew that in the eyes of men, she was a female gangster who coveted his money, she would definitely be upset and regret it.

In addition, Mu Suming put on his clothes and was in a defensive state. If Fu Youyou were present, she would definitely have the urge to throw him to a certain Zhao Qianjin.

Pooh!

A stinky man with a mind full of rubbish.