Chapter 262

If it is true, as Rong Jue said, mu Qingge had been drunk for two days.

She woke up at noon on the third day of her drunkenness.

Before she woke up, Ji Ziyan had a fight with Rong Jue. He chased Rong Jue and asked her when she would wake up. Rong Jue had many things to do, so he put him directly on the bed and said, "you stay here. After a while, my mother woke up."

Ji Ziyan's little friend was eating a cake. He ate a small mouthful of cake crumbs. He blinked his eyes and asked, "brother, how long will it be?"

Rong Jue is very calm, way: "is from now on to your little mother wake up this period of time."

The child is also good to fool, smell speech earnest shout of nod, "that family is waiting for little mother to wake up in here!"

Rong Jue touched his head. "Don't disturb your little mother before she wakes up, do you know?"

"Good!"

Five business owners are waiting for him. Rong Jue nods and takes a look at mu Qingge, who is still sleeping quietly. He stands by the bed, droops his head and kisses her lips.

"How shy! Don't look Ji Ziyan covers his eyes and pouts down on the bed like a mouse.

Rong Jue glanced at him and turned away.

Rong Jue said for a while, but Ji Ziyan waited for about half an hour. Before mu Qingge woke up, he fell asleep first.

I fell asleep on the chest of Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge only felt that he had been sleeping for a long time, had no dream and had a good sleep.

However, she had not opened her eyes for two days, so when she opened them, she felt uncomfortable. As soon as the light was too bright, she couldn't help closing her eyes.

After a while, she opened her eyes again.

As soon as I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was the strange and exquisite top of the bed, and I smelled a strange and familiar smell.

As soon as she sniffed it, she knew it belonged to Rong Jue, and only he could have such a clean and pleasant smell.

"Where is this?" She blinked her eyes and had some doubts. After a round of thinking, she vaguely remembered that she had been drinking in Huangfu Lingtian's room before. Rong Jue said that the wine could get through her various acupoints, and she could also get a success by accident.

But her memory came to an abrupt end after the third drink.

She couldn't remember how she could have been in this unfamiliar room.

She moved her body and was about to get up when she found that she seemed to be pressed by a ball of small things. She looked at her chest and suddenly found that Ji Ziyan was sleeping on her chest.

There are some cake crumbs in the little boy's red mouth. The crystal saliva flows down from the corner of her mouth. She can see that the soft quilt is wet and waxy.

"Little water king." Mu Qingge looks funny. He moves his hands in the quilt and wants to sit up, but he finds himself weak and dizzy.

When she was thinking about how this could happen, there was a grunt in her stomach.

"Eh!" Mu light song Leng Leng, inconceivable mutter: "am I hungry all over weak?" How long has she been hungry after all? She's so hungry that she's all over?

However, the feeling of hunger is not very good, she gently moved her head, eyes began to scan around the room, found no one.

She was so hungry that she cleared her throat and asked dryly, "is anyone here?"

It seems that someone has been guarding outside all the time. As soon as mu Qingge said this, a voice came from the door.

"Ma'am, are you awake?"

"Housekeeper?" Mu Qingge blinked, "Why are you here? Where is this? "

"This is the west chamber. It's the Lord's room."

Is this Rong Jue's room?

Mu light song Zheng for a while, the heart seems to miss a beat, "how can I be here?"

"The LORD sent you here." The housekeeper said, "you were drunk two days ago. The LORD brought you here."

"Two days ago?" Mu Qingge was surprised, "have I slept for a long time?"

"Yes, I've been sleeping for two days!" Seeing mu Qingge's pale face, the housekeeper remembered that she hadn't eaten for two days and asked, "madam, are you hungry? The meal has been waiting for you to wake up. Do you want to bring it in?"

"Good." Mu Qingge nodded.

"Please wait a moment, madam. The meal will come soon."

Mu Qingge nodded weakly.

She couldn't figure it out. How could Rong Jue bring her to his room!

According to the housekeeper, she has been sleeping for two days. If this bed has been occupied by her, where did Rong Jue sleep these two days?

Before mu Qingge had time to think about it, Ji Ziyan, who was sleeping on her chest, suddenly opened his eyes and looked at her in a daze.

Seeing that mu Qingge's eyes were open, he was pleasantly surprised, "little mother, you wake up!"

"Well, wake up." Mu Qingge looked at him and found that his beautiful eyelids were red and swollen. She tried to reach out and touch them. "How red are his eyes?"

"Hey, hey, it was bitten red by mosquitoes!" Ji Ziyan felt that he couldn't tell mu Qingge that he had cried many times in the past two days, and his eyes were red. He hugged mu Qingge softly, "little mother, you scared people to death. You slept so long, people thought you were dead!"

Mu Qingge was stunned for a moment. He thought of something. His fingertips gently touched his eyes and thought that there would be mosquitoes so soon in winter. His eyes should be red, right?

Mu Qingge was distressed, "are you awake? But still sleep? "

"No Ji Ziyan shook his head like a rattle. "People want to have dinner with my mother!"

"You haven't eaten yet?"

"Yes." Ji Ziyan said softly: "but when I see my little mother is hungry, so are other people."

Mu Qingge couldn't help laughing.

"What is so happy?" Suddenly, a voice came from the door.

On hearing that voice, Ji Ziyan immediately cheered and told her, "brother, my mother is awake!"

"Well." Rong Jue answered, had come to the bedside, pulled a stool to sit down, fingertip touched on her forehead, "what's wrong with feeling?"

The palm of his hand is pressed on her forehead, and the temperature that belongs to him is transferred to her from the palm. It's just sticking to her forehead, but her heart is a little hot.

That kind of heat, some strange, rising, soft. Her heart was very comfortable, and she was still a little bit adrift. She couldn't say what she felt, but she felt that she liked it.

She was a little happy about it.