Chapter 702

Gu Mianmian murmured a little.

Although fever is different from drinking, drinking crazy is a problem of many people, fever is not fever crazy, but before Ruan Xiaoxiao also said that she would do stupid things when she was confused.

Biting his lips, Gu Mianmian carefully asked mu zhanchen: "brother zhanchen, I didn't give you any trouble."

Mu zhanchen was pushed away by her again. He was angry. When he heard this, his voice suddenly lowered: "so you think I've taken care of you till now. It's not trouble, is it? "

"No, no, that's not what I mean. You take care of me. I'm very grateful. I'm just afraid that I'll do something strange after I have a fever. " Gu Mianmian covered his face and said, "I don't have the memory after the fever."

All burn confused, where come of memory.

Strange thing?

If you don't let me go, is that ok?

Mu zhanchen really wants to say it. But I'm afraid that after I say it, it will cause adverse effects.

Now he can't give her a single cent of his guilt for Lu Yusheng.

The more she felt guilty about Lu Yusheng, the more she would run away from herself.

What we need to do now is to constantly accumulate our good feelings in front of her, which can't let her be on guard.

Mu zhanchen feels that he is treating Gu Mianmian as if he were a chick, or someone else's chick.

You can't touch it, you can't provoke it.

Mu zhanchen has accepted his fate. Maybe it is.

Ask him to repay the consequences of his conceit.

"You didn't do anything. You just kept sleeping and occasionally talked in your sleep." Mu zhanchen said: "I didn't do anything, in addition to giving you some medicine, I'll give you some water and rice. You don't have to be so nervous."

Gu Mianmian blushed with embarrassment.

He said this as if he suspected that he was plotting against himself. In fact, he didn't.

She didn't think mu zhanchen would be that kind of person.

In his attitude of heaven and man, what women do not have, do you still need to use that dirty means? Besides, she didn't feel any discomfort.

Gu Mianmian did not dare to say anything more, for fear of causing new misunderstandings, so he quickly turned off the topic: "it's late, or brother Zhan Chen, you should go to have a rest first. I'm sorry I can't play with Xiao Yan tonight. I'll come here for nothing. "

"It snowed the night before yesterday. The snow was very thick. Xiao Yan made a snowman." Mu zhanchen went to the window and looked down. The huge Snowman had begun to melt: "I specially piled it in front of your window. I hope you can see it when you wake up. Come here, it's about to melt."

Mu zhanchen stands in front of the window with his back to Gu Mianmian. It's just his back. However, Gu Mianmian feels that his gentle breath comes out through his back.

Gu Mianmian trembled in her heart. She didn't know if it was the night that made the atmosphere ambiguous. She had a moment. I feel that mu zhanchen's gentle breath is so similar to Lu Yusheng's.

No, it's impossible. I must be crazy.

There is only one Lu Yusheng in the world, and no one can replace him.

What's more, mu zhanchen, who is a bit overbearing and paranoid, can't have the same gentle breath as Lu Yusheng.

They are totally different.

Gu Mianmian gets up and walks over. Standing beside mu zhanchen and looking down.

The next big snowman, standing in the lonely night, has begun to melt.

"I'm glad I saw it." Gu Mianmian murmured: "otherwise, it's a waste of Xiaoyan's good intentions."

Mu zhanchen glanced at her, thin lips slightly pursed. All emotions in her beautiful and fragile face, as if for a moment want to all talk, and immediately convergence.

"If only you could see it. If you don't see it for a long time, he will be very disappointed. I'm leaving. Hello - "

" Gulu - "

an awkward sound interrupted mu zhanchen's" have a good rest ".

Gu Mianmian is frozen there. His face turned red, and he pressed his stomach the next second. He didn't dare to look at it. Mu zhanchen waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry. I'll have a good rest. Brother Zhan Chen, it's late. Go back to your room and have a rest. That's it. "

Mu zhanchen frowned: "your stomach called, hungry?"

"No! It's bowel sounds, not hunger

Mu zhanchen frowned.

He's been weak for a day, and basically hasn't eaten. It's not hungry.

Mu zhanchen looks at her that face sophistry, embarrassed to die of appearance. The heart is helpless and tender.

Even though the memory between me and you has been broken beyond recognition, you are still my little wife.

You haven't changed.

As long as you haven't changed. Come back to me one day.

"I'll cook for you. You'll have some hot water first." Mu zhanchen said. Take off the cuff of the suit and roll up the sleeve.

"No, No. I'm really OK. I can handle it myself. I can call and order Gu Mianmian said in a hurry that he had no problem.Mu zhanchen put the cuff link in her hand.

"Now it's time. The chef has already left work. You just wait for me to make whatever you want." Mu zhanchen said not to be refuted to cook.

Gu Mianmian stood in the same place, holding mu zhanchen's Cufflinks in his hand. The Cufflinks of obsidian looked like mu zhanchen's eyes.

She pursed her thin lips and looked carefully, sighing.

He shouldn't do this, he shouldn't do this to an outsider.

When I get back. She has to distance herself from this person.

You can't do anything dangerous.

Except for teaching day, she should avoid contact with this person.

Mu zhanchen's dinner is Spanish fried rice.

Gu Mianmian likes Spanish fried rice.

At dinner. Gu Mianmian sits in the bar, and mu zhanchen is in the bar, making tea with ease.

Gu Mianmian saw that he was so skilled and said casually: "brother Zhan Chen must be very good to his sister-in-law."

Mu zhanchen frowned: "how do you associate it?"

He didn't do anything special.

Gu Mianmian said with a smile: "because you make rose black tea, girls like it, but men don't drink it. Besides, you are in a high position. As you are, others make tea for you. You can't make tea for others. Besides, you have a cook in your family, but you can cook. So I think that tea is made for your sister-in-law, and rice is made for her. My sister-in-law is so happy. "

The hot water for mu zhanchen's tea is almost pouring out.

This girl, all the time in his heart.

I can also give you such happiness. I'm afraid you don't dare to take it.

Pass the tea, mu zhanchen cold voice way: "eat also can't block your mouth, you are not bowel Ming, still eat so much."

Gu Mianmian choked for a while. He was too depressed to say anything. He bowed his head and continued to eat his own food.

What's wrong with eating too much? You've done it. I can't waste it.