Chapter 329 One Thing Falls to One Thing

Chapter 329 one thing falls to one thing

Love, as it is, is one thing after another.

No matter how capable people are, when they meet someone they really like, they will become stupid and irrational.

Just like him, Mu Zicong, at this moment, he did not know how much his actions these days violated his previous principles.

"Girls need to be thick-skinned and pestered." Mother of Mu suggested.

"Pestering?" Mu Zicong seemed to have thought of something. He repeated what his mother said. After reading it, he suddenly realized, "Mom, I know what to do. I won't tell you. I'll go to work first."

"Hey, son..."

However, Mu Zicong had already hung up on his mother.

"I really want my wife to forget her mother." Mother of Mu looked at the beeping phone, shook his head helplessly and hung up.

"Just do as my mother says. Keep pestering me and see how Wanyan Duola fights." Thinking about it, Mu Zicong opened the phone book and dialed Wanyan Duola's number.

At that time, Wanyan Duola also hid at home and watched tv in boredom. As he watched, his cell phone suddenly rang. Looking at Mu Zicong's phone on the screen and seeing the three familiar words, Duo La was at a loss and hesitated to answer his call.

"Answer, or not?" Duo La asked himself, unsure.

"Forget it, don't answer it. It's so awkward to answer his phone today because of all the quarrels with mu zicong." Shaking his head, Duo La felt there was no need to get through, so Duo La put the phone away.

However, even after she shook off the phone, her phone was still ringing.

"Annoying Mu Zicong, can't you just let me be quiet for a while?" The phone rang again and again, and Duo La was in a mess. He had to pick up his phone and press the answer button.

"Wanyan Duola, don't forget our bet. You have to wash my dishes for a month. Don't try to run away today." As soon as the call was connected, Mu Zicong's magnetic voice came from the phone.

"Come and wash now?" Mu Zicong, you haven't had dinner since 7: 00?

Duo La was shocked. It was past 7: 00. Everyone had dinner. Why was Mu Zicong so late? Was it because of the bad mood today?

"Yes, right now." Mu Zicong replied forcefully, not allowing Duo La to refuse.

"Can I have another day? Today I..."

"No, don't play tricks. Come here quickly. I can't wait patiently." Then she hung up on Duo La.

"Hateful Mu Zicong, rude." Duo La mumbled, then obediently went to Mu Zicong's villa to wash the dishes.

Ten minutes later.

When Duo La arrived at Mu Zicong's villa, it was already past eight o' clock in the evening. Mu zicong was eating cold food alone at the dining table. In order to wait for dora to wash the dishes for him, he purposely dragged her to come and eat.

"Young master Mu, have you finished your meal?" Seeing Mu Zicong, Duo La felt guilty and dared not look up at him.

"Not yet." Mu Zicong looked up at Duo La. "Come here."

"Oh." Hearing Mu Zicong's order, Duo La took a few steps forward, but did not dare to get too close.

Looking at Wanyan Duola a meter away, Mu Zicong was displeased. "Come closer."

"... Duo La had no choice but to walk up to Mu Zicong." Young master Mu, what can I do for you?"

Mu Zicong's face was so cold that Duo La thought he wanted revenge on himself.

"Are you afraid I'll eat you? Or not close enough. Come closer." There was still half a meter left, like a gap between them. Mu Zicong frowned.

"... Duo La had to move a few steps towards mu zicong again.

Only when dora stood in front of him did Mu Zicong say, "Sit down and eat with me."

"..." He called himself, and it turned out that he was eating with him again. Duo La was depressed." I ate at home.

Duo La felt uneasy and didn't know why she listened to Mu Zicong so much. If it were in the past, with her personality, she wouldn't have been able to accept it. She would have kicked Mu Zicong's living room into a mess, then slapped her butt and left. She wouldn't have let Mu Zicong call her. Now, in the face of Mu Zicong, she seemed to be more and more afraid to attack him. No, not afraid, but unable to do so.

He seemed to be getting weaker and weaker.

"If you have, you can eat again. Don't you like the dishes made by the maids in my villa?" Mu Zicong handed Duo La the bowl that he had never touched.

"Young master Mu, I'm full. I can't eat anymore." Looking at the bowl in front of him, Duo La frowned. Mu zicong called himself. What did he want to do? Is she supposed to come over for dinner?

However, she had already eaten.

"Oh, really?" Mu Zicong suddenly got up, pinched Duo La's chin, and looked straight at Duo La with his clear eyes, as if he wanted to see through the flustered Duo La.

"Young master Mu, I'll still help you wash the dishes." Especially disliking the way Mu Zicong seemed to see through her heart, Duo La quickly lowered her gaze, not wanting Mu Zicong to see into her heart.

With that, Duo La reached out and tried to clean up the table. After that, he hurried home, not wanting to get tangled up with Mu Zicong.

"I'll wash later. I have to eat." Duo La lowered his gaze and mu zicong lifted her chin, not allowing her to escape. "Why don't you look me in the eye? Are you afraid that you will fall in love with me?"

"I... I won't fall in love with you. Let me go, or I'll be rude to you." Mu Zicong was getting closer to him step by step. He could even feel his breath. Duo La's heart beat faster. He really wanted to shake his fist, but his clenched hand couldn't get down.

"How do you want to be rude to me?" Wanyan Duola usually struck quickly and accurately, hitting people cleanly and without warning when he punched, but at this moment, she reminded him that Mu Zicong thought Duo La would probably not do it to him.

"I... I will punch." Duo La patted mu zicong's hand on his chin and his face turned ugly.

"Duo La, just admit that you still have feelings for me. Otherwise, why would you be afraid to see me?" Mu Zicong pressed on step by step. Tonight, he had to force dora's heart out.

"Mu... Young master Mu, I'll do the dishes for you. After that, I have to go home." With that, Duo La turned to clean up the table and tried to avoid Mu Zicong.

However, as soon as dora reached the table, she picked up a plate. She didn't know what was going on. When her hand slipped, the plate slipped out of her hand...

Ping pong, plates and dishes fell to the ground, and the absent-minded Duo La was shocked.

"I'm sorry. I'll help you clean up now. After that, I'll go home." With that, Duo La squatted down to pick up the broken pieces.

"Don't move. Let the maid clean it up." Mu Zicong frowned at the mess on the floor, but was reluctant to let dora, who could not do housework, take care of everything.

However, Duo La insisted on doing it herself. She squatted down to pick up the pieces, but just as her hand touched the porcelain bowl, it was cut open and immediately retracted. "Tear..."

"How did you cut your hand?" Seeing dora point out the blood, Mu Zicong was so anxious that he squatted down, grabbed Duo La's hand and sucked it into his mouth. "Why are you so careless? Don't touch these fragile porcelain next time."

Duo La seemed to be naturally hostile to porcelain, and it was extremely easy to fall in her hands.

"I see." Mu Zicong kept sucking her blood and staring at his serious face. Duo La felt bad. If Mu Zicong knew about his past, would he still love him? Even if he knew, she couldn't get over it. She would always think of her nightmares.

"Get up, I'll bandage it for you." Mu Zicong grabbed Duo La's injured hand and walked over to the sofa.

"These dishes..."

"Idiot, I cut my hand. I don't care what these bowls and chopsticks are for." Mu Zicong frowned, his tone a little fierce, and there was a thick concern in his reproach.

"... Duo La looked down and blamed himself for being too stupid to wash the dishes after so many times.

"Sit tight. Don't move. I'm looking for a band-aid." Mu Zicong let go of Duo La and rummaged around the table alone. "Where did I throw the medical kit?"

Mu Zicong was annoyed. A few days ago, he saw the medicine box, but when it was needed, he didn't know where it was. He was sweating profusely.

"The one next to the sofa, isn't it?" Looking at Mu Zicong's frantic look, Duo La frowned. Then, turning her head slightly, she saw a box at the foot of the sofa, which looked like a medicine box.

Looking down from where Duo La had told him to be, Mu Zicong saw the medicine box. "That's it. We finally found it."

Seeing the medicine box, Mu Zicong finally showed a happy smile and ran over to the sofa.

Mu zicong picked up the medicine box and walked back to Duo La. He squatted down, placed the medicine box at his feet, and ordered Duo La, "Stretch out your hand, disinfect it first, and then put on a band-aid. The wound will heal quickly. Remember not to touch the water these days."

With that, Mu Zicong opened the medicine box, found the disinfectant in it, and held Duo La's finger to wipe the medicine for her.

"How can I be so delicate? It's a small wound." Duo La shook his head.

"Does it hurt?" Mu zicong picked up a cotton swab, rolled up some disinfectant, and rubbed it on Duo La's finger bit by bit, wiping it and blowing it for her, afraid that she would hurt.

Duo La shook his head. "It doesn't hurt at all. When I was practicing taekwondo, I broke my leg. I didn't feel much pain."

It was only a small wound to dora when it was pierced by a piece of porcelain.

"..." Mu zicong forgot that Wanyan Duola was in front of him, not those delicate ladies. However, Mu Zicong was still careful to help her wipe the medicine for fear of hurting her

"I'll do it myself. A little injury won't hurt." Mu Zicong's gentle face was particularly charming. Duo La had been thinking, will the man in front of him belong to him? She was afraid that she was dreaming. When she woke up, she realized that she would always be an ugly duckling. No one would love her, and no one would love her.