Chapter 474

Moting owl returned to his room with the old man's Baijiu and towel.

When he went in, mu wennuan didn't know when to get up and sat on the bed in a daze.

Because of the fever, her face was a little red, frowning, and her eyes were misty.

Mu Ting owl came in. She frowned and recognized him.

When he came near, mu wennuan said, "where have you been?"

Her tone was a little slow and pitiful.

Mu Ting owl sat down beside the bed. She was wearing only one of his shirts. As soon as he dropped his eyes, he could see her bright and white legs.

It's really burnt.

Mu Ting owl pulled the quilt to cover her and said coldly, "lie back."

Mu warm curled lips, refused: "No."

She's burning a little delirious now. She doesn't care what the moting owl says. She just thinks that his tone is so fierce. She won't do it.

After staring at her for a few seconds, he seemed to see what was in her mind. He frowned slightly, softened his voice, and repeated: "lie back."

"Oh." Mu wennuan is very cooperative this time.

But at this time, she was no longer important. After listening to the moting owl's words, she fell back straightly.

Fortunately, the moting owl caught her quickly.

She was so burned that she had no strength. The moting owl held her on the shoulder and easily put her on the bed.

He reached for her forehead and it was very hot.

Mu Ting owl turned off the Baijiu and looked back and released it.

Baijiu can cool down physically, but still less.

Mu Ting Xiao put a wet towel on mu wennuan's forehead, tucked in the quilt corner for her, and turned to go downstairs.

The old man sat at the door with the cat in his arms, holding a long cigarette pole in his hand. He was putting a few pieces of tobacco in to light it.

He ate the kind of home grown tobacco, unprocessed, and the taste of tobacco was pungent.

Mu Ting Xiao's brow moved slightly and imperceptibly. He went to the old man and sat down.

The old man sent the cigarette to the muting owl: "a little?"

Mu Ting Xiao said in a light voice: "no need."

"How is your daughter-in-law?" It seems that the old man just asked casually. After taking a sip, he asked aloud.

"It's all right," he said

"Oh, you're from the city. What are you doing here?" The old man tapped his cigarette and looked up at him.

The answer was very simple: "something's up."

The old man probably also saw that mutingxiao was a man who didn't like to talk, so he didn't ask more questions. Instead, he began to look at mutingxiao.

The man in front of him is very tall, deep browed and heroic. The coarse clothes on him can't hide his noble spirit. At first sight, he is not an ordinary person.

……

When mu wennuan wakes up, his eyes are dim.

She opened her eyes and adapted for a while before she could see the furnishings in the room.

The top of her head was not the ceiling she would see when she woke up every morning, but the solid wood beams and green tiles.

There was no other ornament in the room. When she looked out from the bed, she only saw something similar to a cabinet. There was a damp smell of wood in the room.

When her senses returned, she felt that there was a towel on her forehead.

The towel was half dry from her temperature.

She remembers that it was the muting owl who came to see her!

Mu warm fierce turn over to sit up, head some dizzy, she slowed a few seconds, just get out of bed toward the door.

Open the door, you can see the stairs, downstairs came the old man's intermittent voice, which is also mixed with a young man's voice.

Mu wennuan stood at the door listening for a while, and found that the old man said a long paragraph, and the young man answered it briefly.

Although it's just a short reply, mu wennuan can also hear that it's the voice of the moting owl.

As soon as she was happy, she would go downstairs.

After two steps forward, she realized that she was only wearing a shirt. She quickly went back to the room and found the light switch by the door.

She pressed the switch, but there was no light in the room.

There's a blackout.

In recent days, such heavy rain, serious debris flow, power failure is also a matter of reason.

There were not many things in the room. She groped around and found no clothes at all.

Mu wennuan had to go back to bed and wait for mu Ting owl to come up.

Fortunately, the moting owl didn't let her stay too long.

She had been sitting in bed for less than ten minutes when she heard footsteps coming up the stairs.

Steady footed is the moting owl.

Sure enough, after a while, the moting owl came in with a candle in one hand and warm clothes in the other.The orange - colored candlelight lit up the dim room. Mu Nuan looked up and saw the face of Mu Ting owl.

She exclaimed with surprise: "muting owl!"

Without saying a word, mu tingxiao went to the bed with a candle, put his clothes on the bed, and reached for her forehead.

To make sure her forehead wasn't as hot as before, she stood up.

Mu wennuan noticed the clothes on mu tingxiao.

He was wearing military green work clothes, a bit like the clothes of people in the 1990s on TV, looking like a sense of the times.

But the muting owl is the muting owl. Even if he wears a rag, he is still a noble young master.

Mu Ting owl drooped his eyes, saw Mu warm and good eyes staring at him, slightly frowned and said: "put it on."

Mu wennuan reaches for her clothes and smells a smell of smoke. She guesses that the clothes must have been baked by mu tingxiao.

After all, there is no dryer in this kind of place.

Mu wennuan looked at his clothes and then at mu tingxiao: "turn around."

"When you asked me to take a bath for you, I saw everything," he said

“……”

At this time, the moting owl added: "it's nothing to look at."

Mu wennuan pursed her lips, glared at him, opened the quilt and began to change clothes.

And the moting owl was really staring at her to change her clothes, and didn't even move his eyes.

Mu wennuan felt that the temperature he had just dropped had risen again.

She was watched by the moting owl. After changing her clothes, her face was as hot as a fire.

Mu wennuan feels that no matter what changes have taken place in one's memory, it's still shameless when it's shameless.

She rolled out of bed, provocative looking at him: "see is responsible."

"Because of you, I'm trapped in such a place now. Are you also responsible? Do you know how much work will be piled up when I'm sleepy here for one more day? "

Mu warm heart of those moved, a moment was his words scattered.

She gritted her teeth, and her tone was not very good: "then don't you come? Why are you here? "