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When Mu Ziqiu opened his eyes again, what he saw was a very ordinary wooden bed ceiling. He raised his arms and tried to get up to take a look, but he felt the restraint on his chest.

In his memory, the last person he saw before he fainted was his beautiful wife.

He was already at the end of his strength at that time. When he saw her coming, he felt at ease instinctively, and he fainted without being able to bear it.

I think this should be Jiao Niang's territory, but I don't know where the house is, and it doesn't look like the one he arranged before.

And the bandage on the wound, could it be that Jiaoniang also did it herself?

My thoughts gradually drifted away. I had too many questions in my mind and I wanted to find someone to ask them.

At this moment, with a "creak", the wooden door was gently pushed open.

Mu Ziqiu thought it was Meng Jiao or Xiao Si, so he used his uninjured arm to support the bed and looked towards the door.

"Ah, you're awake. Does your wound still hurt? Let go quickly. Be careful not to pull the wound."

Stupidly watching a handsome man rushing over to protect him, Mu Ziqiu subconsciously obeyed.

Sensing the concern in the other person's tone, he didn't dare to say anything more. He just leaned against the head of the bed stupidly, following the other person's force.

After taking a quick look at the other person's face, a somewhat absurd idea came to mind.

"you are?"

Liu Wen pulled a pillow over to help him prop himself up, and seeing him being so cautious and nervous, he suddenly felt sad.

How could there really be parents in this world who don't love their own children? He really couldn't understand...

She handed the ginseng soup to him, with a loving look on her face that Mu Ziqiu had not seen for a long time.

"Drink in big gulps. It won't be bitter after two gulps. Don't be afraid of the heat. The temperature is just right. Daddy calculated that you would wake up at this time."

Jiaoniang’s father?

It was the first time they met, but she seemed to really care about him as if he were her own child.

What a strange feeling. I should feel shy, but why is my throat knotted and I can't say anything nice...

When Meng Jiao came in, Mu Ziqiu had just finished drinking.

Seeing that he had tears in his eyes, he stepped forward and pushed Father Liu away.

"Does the wound hurt again? Let me take a look."

Before the two men in the room could react, Meng Jiao's hand had already reached Mu Ziqiu's collar.

Father Liu came back to his senses with his eyes wide open, and pulled Meng Jiao back with force.

I knew my child was shameless, but I didn't know she was so shameless!

They haven't even gotten married yet, but you're already touching someone's chest. How embarrassing!

"Hey~ You damn kid, what do you want to do! Get out here!"

Meng Jiao was pulled away, still looking innocent. She scratched her head and before she could speak, she was pulled out by her father who had comforted Mu Ziqiu.

He leaned against the door frame and reached out to Mu Ziqiu pitifully, mumbling,

"Dad, Dad, let go, what are you doing? Just let me take a look, just one look."

The big guy was just pulled away by his future father-in-law with one hand.

Mu Ziqiu couldn't help it. As soon as the door was closed, he covered his lips and laughed muffledly. His sweetheart could be really silly sometimes.

Meng Jiao was scolded by Liu's father for a long time, saying that she was not allowed to close the door after entering, not allowed to touch others, not allowed to make others feel like they were being bullied here, etc.

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Then, at the moment when Father Liu left,

Go into the room, close the door, get on the bed, and grab people!

Only after I was sure that he was truly fine did I heave a sigh of relief and cover him up carefully.

Seeing her anxious look, Mu Ziqiu's lips curled slightly, but tears once again filled his eyes.

Why, she always gives warmth to me when I am vulnerable,

He is such a rebellious person who is willing to gamble his body and reputation.

Why is she still willing to have it?

Meng Jiao had just finished the examination and was about to move away when she suddenly felt a heavy sensation on the back of her neck.

Subconsciously, I tilted my head to ask, and my lips were blocked by a soft, slightly moist touch.

"Good boy?"

Mu Ziqiu closed his eyes and opened his lips, and for the first time, he took the initiative to stick out the tip of his tongue.

"My dear, I'm in so much pain, please kiss me."

Meng Jiao swore that this was the most frustrating kiss she had ever experienced since she learned how to kiss.

Worried that he might hurt the wound if he used too much force, she stretched her neck two miles.

However, it was the first time that her husband took the initiative to kiss her with French, so she could accept it even though she felt a little uncomfortable.

She obediently let Mu Ziqiu finish exploring, and when he calmed down and moved away to breathe, Meng Jiao picked him up with one hand and moved his position, placing him on her abdominal muscles.

"Come on, after all, there is a piece of meat missing, so you need to kiss more."

Unexpectedly, Mu Ziqiu did not shyly refuse, but obediently leaned over according to her strength and kissed her clumsily again.

"Well, hold me, my dear."

Knowing that he was in a state of anxiety, Meng Jiao did not use any force.

Just hug him like this, gently biting and rubbing him, until he completely calms down.

After the kiss, Mu Ziqiu curled up in her neck and fell asleep.

When he is with her, he never has to worry about anything and feels at peace.

"My dear, hold me tighter."

He held the man in place with one hand, and with the other hand he gently patted his hip.

"You're still hooking up with me even though you're injured. Aren't you afraid that the wound will break."

Mu Ziqiu rubbed against him like a puppy and laughed softly.

"You can't bear to touch me, right, sweetheart?"

The ginseng soup should contain something to calm the nerves added by Liu's father. Meng Jiao adjusted her posture to make him lean more comfortably.

"You should at least be considerate of your future wife, right?"

No one responded to his words, and Mu Ziqiu's breathing gradually became stable.

Meng Jiao tilted her head and touched him lightly, closing her eyes and preparing to take a nap with him.

Suddenly, I heard his muffled voice:

"My dear, I can't leave you. Will you marry me?"

There was a slight tremor in her voice, and Meng Jiao soon felt the wetness on her neck.

He sighed, raised his hand, and patted his back gently.

"Zi Qiu, I ranked first in the examination yesterday, and I will still be first in the palace examination tomorrow. I know you have many assets and many concerns.

But I am now an official, so I don’t intend to let you go. You will be tied to me for the rest of your life.”

Mu Ziqiu didn't know whether to laugh or cry, his laughter was full of nasal sounds.

"The Mu family is gone, I have no property, and all the money you gave me is gone too. Are you afraid?"

Meng Jiao tilted her head, pinched someone's chin and pushed him away.

The poor little girl's eyes were red and swollen, with a clear red circle around her eye sockets.

He was about to cry, and if I didn't know, I would have thought he had suffered a great injustice.

"Haven't you transferred all your property? I've got your household registration, husband, you can't just abandon me when I've done my job!"

Hearing this, Mu Ziqiu's pupils shrank sharply, and he looked at Meng Jiao with the same doting eyes as usual, with a complicated and indistinguishable look.

It turns out that she saw everything clearly from beginning to end.

Only he is heartless.

The huge remorse made his heart ache and tears fell.

"Stop talking nonsense. If I don't give you the money, you will marry me or not!"

Meng Jiao said "Hey Yo" and hurriedly got up to wipe him.

"Marry, marry, marry. I'll do it for you tomorrow.

You just like to manage the money. You are in charge of it. I will give you every penny I earn.

Don’t cry, my dear, or my father will come and scold me again.”

"puff"

Thinking of the previous experience, Mu Ziqiu was finally amused and buried his head in her chest and rubbed it.

Since she was willing to join the game, he was willing to marry her and do it with pleasure.

"Well, I'll give you money later."