Chapter 37: The Cat Language
Both were silent along the way.
Ou Muye focused on driving, while Tang Wanning looked at the flashing neon lights outside the window, banishing her thoughts to the sky.
When I got home, I saw the old man as soon as I entered the door.
"How's the situation in Beichen?" The old man asked with a solemn expression.
"There is no problem, I broke my thigh, and I recovered after ten days and a half of rest." Ou Muye replied to his grandfather's words.
"It's okay if you're fine," the old man nodded reassuringly, looked at Tang Wanning, and smiled kindly: "Because you are also frightened by this matter, I will help you postpone the pregnancy test for a few days, don't worry, you take care of yourself first." β
Tang Wanning replied obediently: "Yes, it's all up to your arrangement!" β
The old man was very satisfied with this granddaughter-in-law, and he knew the general idea: "Go up and rest, you are now a key protection object, and you can't be tired." β
Tang Wanning pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly, and went upstairs with Ou Muye.
in the room.
Ou Muye called the maid to bring dinner, then took off his cashmere coat, leaned into the chair, and did not talk to her.
Tang Wanning saw that he was ignoring himself, and he didn't want to put his hot face on his cold buttocks, so he walked in the direction of the bed.
"Come over here!" Ou Muye suddenly spoke in a light tone.
Tang Wanning, who was about to walk to the edge of the bed, temporarily changed direction and sat down beside him, with his back to him, and for a while, he couldn't find anything to say.
Ou Muye sat up, wrapped his arms around her neck, his fingers gently teased back and forth in her delicate ears, and his eyes fell on her hair: "The bun is well combed, I can't imagine that you are still in the mood to take care of your hair." β
Hair?
Tang Wanning touched her hair: "Uncle Nine helped me comb it." β
"Uncle Nine?" Ou Muye's eyebrows frowned slightly.
"Well, he's not bad!" Tang Wanning responded casually and didn't think much about it.
"It's not bad for you." When Ou Muye said this, there was a trace of yin in his green eyes, but Tang Wanning didn't notice it at all.
In her heart, the only thing she was thinking about now was whether to have an in-depth chat with him about her and Tang Beichen, so when Ou Muye said this, she was actually a little distracted.
With her mouth sucked, she decided to speak, turned her head, and said solemnly: "Ou Muye, do you accept it now?" β
"Could it be that you are still sad for Tang Beichen at the moment?" He asked her rhetorically, his green eyes faint.
"No more!" Tang Wanning shook her head.
"That's not the end, what I don't accept is the woman who is sad for other men and comes to me to keep warm, not you Tang Wanning." Ou Muye wrapped his arms around her neck and said very clearly.
Thinking about his words, she seemed to understand everything: "Do you want to hear about me and him?" β
Ou Muye picked her up and put her on his lap: "I'm willing to listen!" β
Tang Wanning relaxed and leaned on his broad chest, and began to slowly narrate: "When I was thirteen years old, I became an orphan, my parents both died in the plane crash, they didn't even leave a last word and left me away, soon after the funeral, Tang Zhongyao, who is my current adoptive father, took me to the Tang family, he said that it was my father's good friend, the Tang family adopted me, but not as a daughter to adopt, but as a child daughter-in-law, Tang Beichen and I have been with each other as the future other half since that time, I've been together for thirteen years, and the relationship has been very good, I thought that this year or next year, we should get married, but he didn't tell me anything, quietly married Yunshang, and abandoned me like that, in order not to destroy this marriage with the Ou family, I can only become a sister from my fiancΓ©e. β
"It's quite tortuous to hear," Ou Muye spit out lightly, picking up her little face leaning on his chest: "From now on, you can only look at me, you can not love, but you can't take your eyes off and enter my world, you have to abide by my rules." β
"Soββ, what if I accidentally break it?" Tang Wanning asked cautiously.
"There is no such word as if you are not careful, if you offend, you will offend, as for what I will do, if you are willing to try, you can try it." Ou Muye said these chilling words in a beautiful voice like heaven.
Accompanying the king is like accompanying the tiger, and the words are really right.
He tells you about heaven and hell, death and death, but there is only a thin line between it, which can spoil you to heaven, and can also throw you to the bottom, never beyond life.
Tang Wanning's brain suddenly became extremely sober, since yesterday, she has been fluttering, thinking that Ou Muye is a dreamy, romantic and beautiful Mary Sue movie, she is really IQ gnawed by dogs, he is clearly a suspenseful, thriller, and terrifying historical record, and she needs to be vigilant at all times.
Ou Muye looked at her stagnant look, and scratched her nose with a chuckle: "What's the matter, I'm scared?" β
"It's okay, I won't be scared and my feet will go weak!" Tang Wanning replied with a hint of mockery.
"It's okay if your legs are really weak, I'll carry you." Ou Muye ignored the mockery implied in her words and said it very gently.
Tang Wanning exhaled, she had to keep a clear head, and she couldn't be confused by his gentleness.
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After resting in the Ou family for two days, Tang Wanning gradually became familiar with the people in this family, and Ou Muye's big lazy cat named Princess, who slept in front of the fireplace every day, according to the servant, this Persian cat was left by Ou Muye's mother, Princess Speya, Ou Muye liked it very much, drinking the most expensive milk, eating eels from the deep sea, and even the blanket on the pad was a handmade brand, and her temperament was even more arrogant, and she was really worthy of its name.
Since Tang Wanning stepped on its baby blanket last time, she has not been very friendly when she sees her.
Tang Wanning wanted to sit by the fireplace and read a magazine, but it took the first step to occupy her place, and narrowed her eyes that were the same as those of its owner, and meowed at her arrogantly, she could only sit opposite.
As soon as he came in, the princess jumped down from the sofa, gave him a place to sit, and rubbed her head against his body at his feet.
How much it loves its owner!
"Ahem," Tang Wanning pretended to clear her throat elegantly: "Ou Muye, your princess is so coquettish, don't you care?" β
Ou Muye picked up the princess from the ground and scratched its head: "Did you make the mistress angry?" β
"Meow-" The princess screamed softly at him, her eyes not to mention cute.
"It's just that I stepped on your blanket last time, don't be so stingy, go over and apologize to the hostess." Ou Muye patted its head.
Tang Wanning couldn't help laughing: "By the way, Ou Muye, do you really know how to speak cats?" β