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Lu Qingli moved closer to Mu Wenshu, just as she was about to kiss his, she suddenly raised her head and placed her hands on both sides of Mu Wenshu, but Mu Wenshu had been holding her tightly.

"Hm." Lu Qingli frowned from the pain. Her pretty face was wrinkled, it looked like she was carved out of the same mold as the bun she bought this morning.

Mu Wenshu did not let go of her, and the hand placed on Lu Qingli's waist slowly moved up, pressing onto the back of Lu Qingli's head. The soft and warm tip of her tongue slowly swept across Lu Qingli's neat row of white teeth, swept across every inch of the inner wall of her mouth, and completely swept the blood in Lu Qingli's mouth.

Lu Qingli closed his eyes tightly, her hands powerlessly placed them on Mu Wenshu's shoulders. She did not even have the strength to tighten her fingers, and could only press on Mu Wenshu's body and let him plunder.

Lu Qingli hurriedly patted Mu Wenshu's shoulders lightly and gently. She could no longer breathe, so only then did Mu Wenshu reluctantly let go of Lu Qingli and took a few deep breaths.

The redness on Lu Qingli's face gradually faded due to breathing smoothly, but Mu Wenshu felt his chest becoming heavy, and when he turned around, what he saw was —

Half of Mu Wenshu's body fell onto the ground. Fortunately, the feeling of weightlessness caused Mu Wenshu to instinctively grab onto the sofa with his hands so that his entire body wouldn't fall onto the carpet.

Mu Wenshu leaned on the sofa and sat back down on the sofa, his head aching.

A gust of cold wind blew, "Achoo" Mu Wenshu covered his nose and mouth and sneezed.

The window of the original balcony had been opened at some point, and Mu Wenshu curled up on the sofa as a cold wind blew at him for an entire night.

Mu Wenshu kneaded his temple, which looked like it was about to explode, with great effort, he got up, walked towards the balcony with a slightly exaggerated pace, and closed the window.

The sky had just begun to brighten, and a green and white light shone through half the living room. The entire city was still in a deep sleep.

The mess left on the balcony last night was a mystery of light and shadow in the greenish white light.

Mu Wenshu walked into the kitchen and took out some rice from the refrigerator. After cleaning it, he poured it into the pot, turned on the gas stove, and cooked it slowly.

Only then did he find the trash can from the kitchen and sweep the leftovers and empty beer bottles from the table into the trash can from the balcony.

There were still a few bottles of beer that he did not manage to finish in time. Mu Wenshu sat on the bar chair and slowly poured the remaining beer along with the rice water he had just poured into the grassy ground.

After cleaning up the mess on the balcony, the fragrance of porridge wafted out from the kitchen.

When Mu Wenshu walked into the guest room, the two people on the bed were already no longer sleeping with each other. They were curled up like two babies in love and Lu Qingli slept soundly with her back towards Yun Hu.

Mu Wenshu pulled open the curtains, it was already broad daylight, the sun unscrupulously jumping in through the window.

Lu Qingli frowned, using the back of her hand to face the dazzling light, she slowly opened her eyes. When she saw the tall figure by the window, Lu Qingli lazily rubbed her pillow, and then, abruptly woke up.

Lu Qingli half sat on the bed and the blanket also fell down to her waist.

Mu Wenshu? Lu Qingli blinked her eyes and confirmed that she was not mistaken.

Mu Wenshu walked a few steps towards the bedside, and the gentle voice lingered beside Lu Qingli's ears: "Qingli, it's time to eat breakfast!"

"Wenshu, why are you here?" Lu Qingli glanced at her body and realized that her clothes were still there. She secretly heaved a sigh of relief as she randomly glanced at the decorations in the room and realised that this was not her own house. She put her hands behind her back and tried to stand up, but her hands had encountered an obstacle.

"You were drunk last night." Mu Wenshu's voice sounded out right at this moment.

Lu Qingli nodded her head, last night, because the matter of him breaking up with his boyfriend was very painful, she pulled Lu Qingli along to drink. Lu Qingli could not bear to see her sad by herself, so she softened her heart and accompanied her to drink a few more cups.

Lu Qingli patted her head, with one hand she pushed Yun Hu away, "Yun Hu, you should wake up now! Get up! "

Mu Wenshu smiled like a tall and elegant god's Apollo. The gentleness in his eyes could contain anything.

Lu Qingli only glanced at him once before hurriedly moving her gaze away.

Not to mention that he was now Xi Muyao's wife, even if he did not remarry, he would probably never be able to develop with Mu Wenshu again in his entire life.

She had loved him deeply before, and she had also suffered a lot. She had thought that he was unwilling, unable to let go, unable to escape. After many years, when the person she could not forget reappeared in front of her, she realized that she had already forgotten about him.

Formerly strong love of honey, once vows, cannot withstand the erosion of time, eroded in the gap of time.

Seeing Mu Wenshu, she no longer had that feeling of being moved.

Seeing that she wanted to get off the bed, Mu Wenshu immediately arranged the shoes in front of her. Without waiting for Lu Qingli to speak, she stood up and said: "Quickly come out and eat after washing up."

Mu Wenshu changed the wok and fried three single-sided eggs.

Just as he placed the breakfast on the table, he saw Lu Qingli walking out alone.

"Where's Yun Hu?" Mu Wenshu asked without even raising his head as he swung his chopsticks.

Lu Qingli leaned her body and pointed to the door of the guest room, then replied softly: "She's still asleep, I don't remember."

Mu Wenshu nodded and pulled out a chair for Lu Qingli, "Then let her sleep, you guys can always have a room in my house. We'll eat first. "

Each of them would serve fried eggs and a bowl of green vegetable porridge. It was a simple breakfast.

"I've just lived here and I'm still not done yet, so I can only let you eat these." Mu Wenshu said apologetically.

The corner of Lu Qingli's mouth quirked up into a smile, as she shook her head: "That's pretty good, there's not much food for breakfast anyway. This is just right. "

Yun Hu was still sleeping, and had not woken up, so she naturally did not keep her fried egg anymore. Mu Wenshu used her chopsticks to place it on Lu Qingli's plate, but Lu Qingli had to place it on Mu Wenshu's plate again, "You are a man, so you should eat more."

Mu Wenshu laughed, "Then let's do it according to the old rules."

Lu Qingli was startled, then nodded her head, and watched as Mu Wenshu separated the fried eggs from the middle, while the golden yellow egg yolk that was still in a flowing state slowly flowed out.

"Half for each person, you can't do it without pushing it." Mu Wenshu carefully handed over half of the egg to Lu Qingli and quickly finished the other half that was left on the plate. He put down the chopsticks and announced, "I'm done eating."

Lu Qingli endured her laughter, and slowly ate the egg on the plate, "Why are you still like this?"

Mu Wenshu took out a tissue to wipe his mouth, and replied: "I have never changed, nor will I change in the future." His voice was calm and indifferent, his tone natural. To Mu Wenshu, this was not an oath, but an oath. Mu Wenshu seemed to be calmly narrating a fact, which was already complete. It would not change because of any changes in the future.

Lu Qingli forced out a smile, lowering her head, she drank the green vegetables and thin meat porridge, not replying.

Lu Qingli's reaction was naturally within Lu Qingli's expectations. She had imagined it so many times and witnessed it so many times, but facing this kind of Lu Qingli, Mu Wenshu was still unable to endure it.

Mu Wenshu pushed his chair back and stood up. I'll go heat up the pot of congee, and then Yun Hu can eat it anytime when she wakes up. "

Mu Wenshu seemed to want to run away from the dining table, but he still had to pretend to be calm and leisurely walk into the kitchen in order to escape Lu Qingli's line of sight.

Mu Wenshu didn't know whether or not Lu Qingli had watched her leave, but the man's pride made him unable to bear the risk of Lu Qingli discovering his weakness and sadness.

In reality, Lu Qingli had always been covering her head to drink the porridge, similarly concealing her guilt. She was afraid that if Mu Wenshu saw him, how would she dare to see Mu Wenshu again?

The pot of porridge was already simmering on the gas stove. Mu Wenshu only needed a reason that would make it seem like he could leave naturally.

Mu Wenshu opened the refrigerator and took out a can of cola, then leaned on the counter and drank two mouthfuls. The carbonated drink that carried the ice-cold carbon dioxide went from his throat all the way to his brain, causing his scalp to go numb.

Mu Wenshu put down the jar, took out a piece of ginger, cut it into two, and threw the cola into the small milk pot, and poured everything into it.

Cola bubbled out from the opening, and the sound of the bubble breaking and cracking pricked his nerves.

Mu Wenshu most likely had a cold. He thought so.

After eating the steaming hot pot, his body would more or less sweat, and without knowing when the window was opened, he would just sleep like this, without covering anything. After lying on the sofa in the living room for the whole night, he could forget about sleeping unstably, it would give him a headache, and he would even feel a little dizzy.

The cola on the fire was boiling with small waves. Mu Wenshu held onto the handle of the small milk pot and poured the ginger ale into the glass.

The hot air covered the ice-cold cup walls with a layer of white mist. Mu Wenshu held the glass in one hand and stuffed the other into his pockets, then leaned back against the counter.

The hot Coke that had just been brewed still felt unbearably hot in his hand.

Just as Mu Wenshu was about to place the glass next to his mouth and drink it when Lu Qingli suddenly appeared in front of the kitchen door.

Mu Wenshu was shocked. He immediately put down the glass and spat the unbearably hot Cola into the sink, enduring the pain in his mouth as he smiled at Lu Qingli. "I'll go out and clean it up later."

Mu Wenshu immediately grabbed the tableware from Lu Qingli's hands, but Lu Qingli calmly and resolutely avoided it, "It's okay, let me wash."

The kitchen was quiet just like that. The size of the kitchen was not small, but for the two people beside the counter, it was somewhat cramped.

Lu Qingli placed the bowl and chopsticks into the sink, turned on the tap, and borrowed the sound of the water flow to look at the glass cup that Mu Wenshu had put down on the sink.