So that night, Yu Yu went through the discharge procedures overnight.

Mu Beiting carried her and got into the car bound for his house.

The days that followed were indeed pure.

Mu Beiting's home is located in a villa halfway up the Namsan Mountain in Anseong, facing the Naman Mountain in front and the Taebaek Lake in the backyard.

According to the words of Yan Shao who came to see her: it is very suitable for words to nourish the brain.

The villa has a total of three floors, and in addition to a dozen bodyguards at the door, there is only one cooking aunt, two cleaners, and a gardener active in the villa.

The master of the Mu family is only Mu Beiting.

The words are clear, it is rumored that his parents died unexpectedly, and his only aunt is now the eldest lady of the Ji family, still living in the Ji house.

Listening to Sister Zhou, who cooked, Mu Beiting also had a grandfather, but he was not in good health and had been living in a nursing home.

This grandfather, who once heard Mu Beiting say two words, is said to be very old-fashioned and has serious old ideas.

And Mu Beiting has to go to work during the day and will only come back at night.

So the words are pure and a little boring.

She lay on the dining table, poking at the rice cake in front of her weakly, looking at the door.

After almost a week here, the wound on her head has scabbed, and she is no longer dizzy at every turn, and she does not have to go in and out in a wheelchair.

It's just that I'm a little anxious to wait for Mu Beiting to eat every night.

Yan Yu wanted to eat early, but Mu Beiting had already instructed Sister Zhou, saying that if he didn't come back, he wouldn't be allowed to eat, and if Yan was really hungry, he would feed her rice cakes.

After a few days, the words were sick to their stomachs when they saw the rice cakes.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard the sound of a car honking at the door.

She hurriedly threw down her spoon and trotted to the door, waiting for the man to come in.

As a result, I saw a tall figure in a red dress coming down from the back door of Mu Beiting's Mushang.

Without a second look, he crawled back to the bedroom on the third floor with a tiger's face.

She felt that Mu Beiting was good to her, and even the bedroom was covered with her favorite rogue rabbits and lilac gauze curtains, with her familiar easel in the corner, and a slip of red apricot and sand fruit on the dresser, which were her favorite snacks.

It's only been a few days, and I'm taking the woman home!

Inexplicably thought that on the first day of reunion, he disliked her poor kissing skills.

Immediately, my heart ached.

"What should I do?"

Yan lay on the bed and buried her face in the air conditioner quilt, she knew in her heart that she shouldn't come to his house, but as long as Mu Beiting treated her better, she would be dizzy.

Words have always been led by his nose, and they were, and still are.

Just as he was thinking about it, Mu Beiting's unique deep magnetic voice came from behind him.

"Why don't you come down to eat?"

The tone of his voice didn't pay attention to him.

"What's wrong? Who made us angry? ”

Behind her, his slightly intimate voice got closer and closer, and then the bed next to him went soft, and his fiery body flanked her from behind.

His chest was pressed against her back, and in a trance, she could even hear his heartbeat.

One bit, powerful and aggressive.

This incomparable intimacy made the words petted and coquettish, and she still kept her head stuffy: "I don't want to pay attention to you." ”

The voice was muffled.

It's mad at him, yes.

"Huh-"

A low, steady chuckle sounded in her ears, and then, she felt Mu Beiting's hand pass through her neck and shoulders, hugging her from behind.

The face of the words turned red instantly.

"My Ah Ci, it's still so cute!"

As he spoke, he reached out and touched her fleshy earlobes back and forth.