Chapter 722 The style of this harem is wrong (22)

He didn't know how long he had been lying on the bed, but his body couldn't move, so he could only keep staring at the door.

The night outside the window darkened little by little until it became completely dark.

Just when I thought she wouldn't come today, the door was pushed open.

The person who came in was holding a bowl of steaming porridge in his hand. Perhaps the night was too dark, which made her face look a little dark.

"Miaomiao..." He called her name weakly.

"What!" The girl's voice was fierce.

"I, I was wrong." His voice became weaker.

She is like a little pitiful person who is bullied by a bully.

"Wrong?" Yan Chumiao sneered, "I dare not take these two words of you, after all, someone said it not long ago."

Mu didn't dare to talk back: "Miaomiao said everything is right, I, I'm just wrong."

Yan Chumiao walked over with a stern face.

The momentum was like walking over and carrying him off the bed and beating him.

Mu Gui is ready to be beaten later.

After Yan Chumiao put down what was in his hand, he picked up his collar and let his upper body take off the bed.

Just when he thought he would have a close contact with the ground, he was forced to sit on the bed.

Then the steaming porridge hit his mouth like this.

"Give me a drink!"

These three words, which seemed to have murderous intent, gave Mu Gui an illusion. He suspected that he had heard it wrong, and what she said should be to die for me.

But the bowl next to her lips seemed to prove that she was not wrong.

The bowl was pressed against his lips, making it inconvenient for him to even speak.

Looking at the little girl's fierce gaze, he opened his mouth obediently.

Looking at the steaming porridge, it is actually not hot. The temperature is just right, and the porridge is soft and sweet, almost melts in the mouth, and does not require any teeth to be used.

Realizing something, he felt that his whole heart was shocked, and the temperature in his heart seemed to be rising little by little, wrapping up his entire heart and making his eyes warm.

A bowl of porridge was finished feeding people in the fastest time. When the bowl moved away, Yan Chumiao saw the red ends of his eyes, as if he was about to cry.

Yan Chumiao: "???"

She didn't poison anyone, did she?

She might have been emotionally excited for a moment, and she really put the poison in it, right?

"Miaomiao, you are so nice, I am really touched. How could you be so nice to me?"

However, the little girl held the bowl with a expressionless face.

Oh, it was a pity that it didn't release the poison.

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Yan Chumiao only appeared at a fixed time point in the next few days.

In the morning, noon and evening, it was basically time for dinner, and I came with a bowl of porridge.

After feeding the porridge, the person left.

Mu Gui could only wait for these three times, just like a concubine waiting for the king's favored one in the harem.

He tried to ask what Yan Chumiao was doing, was he busy or was he not coming because he didn't want to see him?

But Yan Chumiao just sneered a few times and refused to answer his question.

Fortunately, he didn't have to lie in bed and couldn't move. After some time, he gradually gained some strength from being able to sit up with difficulty to being able to get off the ground with difficulty.

After going to the ground, you must also borrow some support to barely move around and start.

In short, the whole process looks very difficult, giving people a feeling of being shaky and lying on the ground at any time.

After seeing him trying to walk around with the table and chairs, Yan Chumiao brought him a crutch that night.

The style of the crutch looked particularly familiar. Mu Gui thought about it carefully and seemed that he had seen an old man in his 80s using this crutch of the same style.

After bringing the old man's crutch into himself, he refused to touch the crutch.

Yan Chumiao saw his resistance, but said nothing, and left after feeding the porridge.

Mu Gui, who was full of disgust, still used this crutch the next day.

After all, there are no crutches, so it is really inconvenient for him to go out, so he can only use crutches to get out of the house with difficulty.

There were servants guarding him outside, and the eyes of those people swept over him and immediately took them back.

The distance he could reach within a few steps, he walked for a long time before he reached the nearest person.

"Do you know where the person who comes to the house every day?"

The man shook his head, "I don't know."

Mu Gui looked at the others, and the others shook their heads.

It seems that he can only find it himself.

So he left the yard with a cane.

This place is very strange to him and is also very large.

He asked the servants passing by, but everyone's reply was unified, and they didn't know where she was.

He was walking and stopping along the way, and his body could not allow him to walk for too long. After walking for a while, he had to find a place to sit and rest.

He searched for an afternoon, and it was dark and he still couldn't find anyone. Not only that, because he was wandering around too much, he didn't even know how to go back.

I was looking for someone to ask for directions, but I didn't know which yard he was originally staying in.

Exhausted, he could only find a place to sit, and was very anxious.

At this point in time, she should go to his place. Will she think he ran away just because she didn't see anyone?

Fortunately, he didn't have a hurry for long, because Yan Chumiao found him.

"What are you doing here?"

Her voice made the anxious person turn to see it immediately.

"I wanted to find you, but I haven't found it after searching for so long."

Yan Chumiao came over and said, "What do you want to do for me? Just stay in the house, don't look for me."

"I am the only one in the room, so boring. The most important thing is that I can't see you, and I feel uneasy."

If you can't see people, you will easily think about it. Your mind is full of what she is doing now, and why she hasn't come to see her for so long, is she doing something wrong, or is it because of something else?

"If you want to be bored, I'll find a few people to come and accompany you."

"No, I don't want anyone else." Mu Gui refused.

"I only want you, they are all redundant, and I don't want any of them except you."

"I'm very busy." Yan Chumiao was unmoved.

"I know a lot of things. Maybe I can help you, why don't you let me try it?"

Yan Chumiao didn't think he really could, after all, that was to repair this plane.

But looking at his expectant gaze, she nodded reluctantly.

"I'll take you there tomorrow."

"good."

A smile appeared on his face, and after saying that, he reached out to her.

"Miaomiao, my legs are so weak. I'm so tired now. Can you help me?"

Now he has become more and more eager, as if he has become more and more reliant. If it were the past, he would never be able to say this.

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