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At this time, Mu Xiaojiu, people have already taken a bath and changed clothes.

However, because an important guest suddenly came to Sihaiju, he took off his bathrobe again and changed into light casual clothes.

Immediately went downstairs with Yehua and entered the study.

Seeing the woman standing in front of the desk, Mu Xiaojiu moved her lower lip and wanted to call out.

However, the throat was so hot and painful that it was difficult to even make a sound.

He could only wave his hand, signaling Yehua to retreat and walk over by himself.

Yehua quickly left the room, closed the door with his hand, and stood in the corridor with Leng Yu alone.

Such a solemn look can rarely be seen on his face, which shows how important the identity of the woman in the room is.

Mu Xiaojiu walked behind the woman, and finally suppressed the hot feeling, and called softly: "Aunt Wen." ”

The woman's back stiffened slightly, put down the book in her hand, and looked back at him.

This face is still as handsome and extraordinary as it was a year ago, and I am reluctant to move away at a glance.

There was a smile in her eyes, but she thought of something, and her eyebrows furrowed again: "What's the matter with your throat?" ”

Mu Xiaojiu shook his head, in front of this woman who was still a head shorter, it was rare to be a little docile.

I wanted to ask her why she suddenly appeared here, but her voice was really uncomfortable, and it was really difficult to speak.

"He asked me to come and see you, so I came." The woman named Wen Yu seemed to be able to see through his mind at a glance.

Her eyes fell on his throat, and her brows furrowed even tighter: "What the hell is going on?" Why did you make your throat like this? Is it on fire? ”

Mu Xiaojiu looked at her and finally nodded.

"I'll get you some potion to get you some burning potions." She was about to walk out the door.

Mu Xiaojiu took a step ahead of her and blocked the door, looked at her, and shook his head.

Wen Yu sighed shallowly, very helpless in her heart.

"I just want to get you some herbal tea that is on fire, and I can't do such a simple thing."

She walked over to the chair in front of her desk and sat down, patting the other chair beside her.

Mu Xiaojiu obediently walked over and sat down beside her.

Looking at this woman who was over forty years old, but still maintained as if she was in her early thirties, Mu Xiaojiu asked softly in a hoarse voice, "What about him?" ”

"He's still in the old place, Jincheng has been so chaotic recently, it's not good for him to walk around." Wen Yu said.

"Hmm." Mu Xiaojiu nodded and didn't say anything.

Wen Yu's gaze fell on his face, carefully examining the child he had almost grown up watching since he was a child.

After looking at it for a while, his face suddenly sank, and his words became serious.

"I heard that you skipped work today in order to go out to play with a little girl."

Mu Xiaojiu looked at her, did not deny it, and nodded.

Wen Yu's face sank even more: "He doesn't know about this matter yet, if he knows that there is such a girl by your side......"

"Aunt Wen." His voice was really hoarse, and every time he spoke, there was a sharp pain in his throat.

Today's bowl of hot and sour noodles is so powerful, since he came back, he began to feel very uncomfortable.

By now, the depths of my throat have become a hot pain.

But there are some words, even if the throat hurts, you have to make it clear to Aunt Wen: "The matter has nothing to do with her, she doesn't know anything." ”

Wen Yu's face was even darker: "Your voice is like this, and you are still anxious to help her speak, which shows how important that girl's position in your heart is." ”