Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

"I, I know, it just happened suddenly at that time, that's why it happened, and it won't happen in the future."

Qiu Cimu replied hesitantly, while not daring to meet Mu Ciwan's gaze, at the same time he couldn't help himself to look at her.

It doesn't matter if it doesn't matter, he suddenly realized that he was still sitting on the opponent's lap, and what Cai Muciwan said just now almost made him forget about it.

He wanted to get up, but Mu Ciwan wrapped his arms around his waist, and there was no way to break free.

"do not move."

Mu Ciwan's voice was cold and gentle.

"Let me hug you for a while, just treat me like a stove."

She said it half-jokingly.

"What kind of stove is not a stove? How can anyone talk about themselves like this?"

This time Qiu Ci Mu didn't control his volume very much, so Mu Ciwan could hear clearly.

"Oh? Then in Ci Mu's eyes, what should I be?"

Mu Ciwan narrowed his eyes and looked at him, carefully analyzing his expression, looking at Qiu Cimu whose blush did not know how long it would take to fade away, his eyes became softer, waiting for his answer.

"W-Who would someone ask like this?" Qiu Cimu muttered, but the words he had said before seemed not so difficult to say. He glanced at Mu Ciwan from the corner of his eye, then lowered his head and looked With a shy face, he didn't look at her, he hesitated for a long time, and finally came up with a complete sentence.

"You are not the stove, you are my wife."

As soon as this sentence was said, the hand around his waist tightened suddenly, and Qiu Cimu couldn't help but fell into Mu Ciwan's arms. There was no gap between the two of them. His brain had completely shut down. To the point of "it doesn't seem to be a problem like this", Mu Ciwan allowed Mu Ciwan to move, but his blushing and heartbeat kept conveying his inner shyness.

"Hey, say goodbye to Mu again."

Qiucimu gritted his teeth and refused to speak.

It was enough to say these words once, if he said it again, how could he still have the face in front of Mu Ciwan.

But Mu Ciwan didn't give him a chance, his lips were pressed against Qiu Cimu's ear, and his warm breath disturbed Qiu Cimu's thoughts: "Hey, say it again, I want to listen to it again."

The sound was so alluring.

Qiu Cimu couldn't control his teeth and bit his lower lip, but in the end he couldn't hold back Mu Ciwan, so he repeated what he said just now in a low voice.

It's just that this time he spoke faster than the previous time.

There was Mu Ciwan's soft voice next to his ears, vibrating from his chest, exuding joy from the inside out, "Well, Cimu is also my husband."

She said, even the slender eyelashes couldn't hide the tenderness in her eyes, she lowered her forehead to Qiu Cimu's forehead, meeting his gaze: "So Ci Mu is acknowledging me?"

Hearing her words, Qiu Cimu felt a bit arrogant, and wanted to turn her head away to pretend not to care, but in the end she couldn't bear it, and let the other party's temperature reach her forehead: "Yeah."

Low-key, with shyness and trust, successfully pleasing Mu Ciwan's heart, causing her to fall into this vortex called Qiucimu once again.

Well, she never came out, and she has been getting deeper and deeper all the time.

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The good news is that the two of them thoroughly analyzed their own intentions. Qiu Cimu finally accepted Mu Ciwan's existence, and the relationship between the two went further. Even when they got off the carriage, Mu Ciwan led them down, and they never let go. To begin with, the two stayed together in the afternoon, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that the atmosphere between the two of them had changed.

The bad news is that due to the cold fall into the water at the end of the autumn resignation, there were no symptoms that afternoon, but he was bedridden the next day and developed a high fever.

Mu Ciwan heard the news as soon as he came to court, and hurried to Qiu Cimu's bedroom. The imperial doctor had already made a diagnosis. Mu Ciwan took a cold look: "Just get to the point."

The imperial doctor quickly explained the main situation of Qiu Cimu.

It's because of the wind and cold and my poor health, I didn't have an attack that day, maybe I got cold again at night, and it broke out completely this morning.

First get rid of the fever, and then take some medicine, and the body should slowly recover.

After he finished speaking, Mu Ciwan sent him to decoct the medicine. It's useless to stand here anyway, it's in the way.

Nan Wan was also extremely anxious. Her master had to suffer from a few minor illnesses when he entered the palace, but he recovered from coughing in a day or two. It was the first time that he lost consciousness because of the fever.

Thinking in his heart, he originally wanted to stay by Qiu Cimu's side to take care of him, but Mu Ciwan waved his hand and signaled him to go out and guard.

He looked at His Majesty, then at the Queen, thinking that the relationship between the two had finally progressed, and if it hadn't been served yet, it would be fine to keep His Majesty here alone, and there was no need to wait for anything.

Thinking of this, he went out and stood by the door at any time, his ears were pointed like something, but unfortunately there was no sound at all inside.

Mu Ciwan was staring down at Qiu Cimu who was lying on the bed with pale lips but an abnormal blush on his face.

She likes to see Master blushing the most, but it doesn't seem to be because of this.

Thinking, she stretched out her hand and gently stroked Qiu Cimu's cheek. This time, the temperature of the other party was higher than that of her fingertips.

The eyebrows were raised high, it was all because she was too happy yesterday, so she was a little negligent for a while, thinking that she would be fine after ordering ginger tea and soaking hot water, but she didn't expect it to be so serious, and she had to be more careful next time.

The person on the bed also seemed to feel something on his cheek, coughed uncontrollably, frowned again, and stretched out his hand to brush the thing off his face, but unfortunately his hand was weak, not only did not touch the wood It was late, and he almost fell down and hit himself in the face.

Fortunately, Mu Ciwan quickly grasped his wrist with quick hands, thus avoiding the tragedy of beating himself.

But Qiu Cimu still woke up, he was already on the verge of waking up, but the difficulty in breathing made him not want to open his eyes.

Now that the familiar atmosphere is lingering around him, he unconsciously calms down, as if his illness has eased up, and he finally has the strength to open his eyes, and he meets Mu Ciwan's black eyes.

This is the first time he and Mu Ciwan looked at each other and he can't remember clearly.

In the year since entering the palace, he hasn't looked at each other as much as these few days, but it also doesn't make his heart beat faster than these few days.

The chaotic brain couldn't stop thinking sideways, staring blankly at Mu Ciwan's face, his eyes were full of dependence and nostalgia.