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

After feeding the medicine, Qiu Cimu began to feel drowsy again, pinching the corner of Mu Ciwan's clothes with his fingers, it was a little tight at first, but then gradually loosened.

Mu Ciwan carefully put him back on the bed, and covered him with the quilt. Nan Wan thought she was leaving, so she hurried over.

"Go get my stuff."

Nan Wan: "???"

Did he hear something wrong?

It turns out that he heard correctly, Mu Ciwan moved some things that had to be dealt with to Qiu Cimu's bedroom, and when Qiu Cimu woke up, Mu Ciwan was reading a book with his head down.

As for the memorials, she read all the more important things, and left the rest to 2022. This is her main purpose of transforming 2022.

The system, the system, has to do something.

With 2022, Mu Ciwan will spend half more time, and of course there will be more time to stay in front of Qiu Cimu.

"Water." Qiu Cimu murmured, and sat up from the bed with one hand, his body was still weak, and the black hair was hanging down on the bed, soft, a vivid image of a sick beauty.

Nan Wan, who was usually by his side, was nowhere to be seen. He raised his head and prepared to go down to pour a glass of water, but suddenly a figure stood in front of him, blocking the light of the oil lamp, and the shadow just blocked his light completely.

He looked up, only to find that it was Mu Ciwan.

The chaotic brain responded subconsciously, and Chao Mu Ciwan showed a shallow but silly smile.

Mu Ciwan: "..."

Looking at Qiu Cimu like this, her eyes were softer, she handed the poured tea to his lips, and said, "Drink, aren't you thirsty?"

The medicine was fed by Mu Ciwan, and it doesn't seem like a thing at all to let the other party feed the water now.

Qiu Cimu pursed her lips, and reached out to take the teacup, thinking that Mu Ciwan would not let go, but the other party withdrew his hand when he touched the teacup.

For a while, my heart felt a little empty.

He raised his head and drank the water in the glass in one gulp.

"Drink slowly, don't get choked." Mu Ciwan's helpless voice sounded from the side.

Qiu Cimu put down his hand, stretched out a handkerchief in one hand, and wiped the water stains on his lips carefully.

"But what else is uncomfortable?"

Seeing Mu Ciwan's concerned gaze, Qiu Cimu's uneasiness just now disappeared suddenly.

Pursing his lips, he was annoyed by the little emotion he had just produced. He was really sick and burned his brain out.

"My head still hurts."

After saying that, I coughed twice, it was a real cough.

Mu Ciwan hugged him into his arms, put his thumbs on both sides of his forehead, and massaged gently: "Rub it, maybe it will be better."

Nan Wan, who entered in time, looked at this scene and immediately fell silent. She was extremely happy in her heart. It seemed that the relationship between the master and His Majesty had grown a step further.

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When Mu Ciwan was sick, Qiu Cimu was basically by her side.

This time the roles were reversed, and it was Qiu Ciwan who fell ill. He thought that Mu Ciwan was just staying with him for a day. After all, the emperor was busy with a lot of things in a day. On the soft couch in his bedroom.

Nan Wan didn't know what was going on, and closed the door of the bedroom happily, and only Qiu Cimu and Mu Ciwan were left for a while.

"I sleep on a soft couch, Your Majesty sleeps on a bed."

Qiu Cimu quickly made a decision, but he didn't realize that his title in front of Mu Ciwan had changed unknowingly.

"This is not allowed," Mu Ciwan pressed his shoulder, "You are a patient, if you sleep on a soft couch, my crime will be serious."

Staring at Mu Ciwan lying on the soft couch with big eyes and small eyes, the soft couch is not narrow, and it is easy for one person to sleep on it, but Qiu Ciwan is not pleasing to the eye no matter how he looks at it, he always feels wronged by Mu Ciwan. Lying on the bed, she turned over twice, and finally sat up with support and looked towards Mu Ciwan: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, come here... let's sleep together."

When he spoke bluntly, it became difficult to speak.

Mu Ciwan thought that he would just fall asleep tonight, and didn't think much about other things, planning for the future, who would have thought that there would be unexpected gains.

Looking at the shy person on the bed, she sat up and said embarrassingly: "Forget it, after all, you and I haven't..."

Mu Ciwan didn't say the rest, but everything was kept silent.

Qiu Cimu's ears turned red, and when he closed his eyes, he said urgently, "Don't worry, the Holy One will come here."

Once flustered, the titles are all messed up.

Mu Ciwan smiled, and didn't make things difficult for Qiu Cimu anymore, took his own quilt and walked over to Qiu Cimu's side, didn't do it directly, but bent down and looked at him.

As early as when she came over, Qiu Cimu leaned in, leaving a place for Mu Ciwan, watching Mu Ciwan approaching anxiously.

Why don't you sit down?

I thought to myself at dusk of autumn resignation.

When I was in doubt, I heard Mu Ciwan's delicate voice with a hint of a smile: "Ci Mu, compared to the titles of His Majesty, I would rather you call me by my name or Wife Master."

Qiu Cimu couldn't help opening his eyes wide, and the blush spread from his neck to his cheeks. Looking at Mu Ciwan's playful gaze, he suddenly didn't want to leave the person in front of him, turned over and rolled up the quilt, with his back to Mu Ciwan, It doesn't matter if she can't come up.

Mu Ciwan looked at the back of his head, pulled off the quilt, and lay down beside him.

"Resignation, I'll wait."

This sentence was clearly heard by Qiu Cimu who was listening to Mu Ciwan with sharp ears.

His heart skipped a beat, but in the end he didn't say a word.

It's just that I couldn't avoid following Mu Ciwan's thoughts in my heart, and slightly changed her name and the word "wife master".

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The next morning, Qiu Cimu woke up in Mu Ciwan's arms. When he opened his eyes, he saw Mu Ciwan's smiling eyes. He retreated almost subconsciously, but behind him was the wall with no way out.

He clearly remembered that when he fell asleep last night, his back was facing Mu Ciwan, how come he was in Mu Ciwan's arms when he woke up.

Looking at Qiu Cimu's tangled face, the instigator was still pretending to be innocent, "Ci Mu sleeps a little dishonestly, always slipping into my arms, but with Nephrite in my arms, I am happy and safe."

Qiu Cimu's face was completely red now, he raised his head, and glared at Mu Ciwan dissatisfied with his blurred eyes just after waking up: "Nonsense, my sleeping posture is not bad, clearly, clearly..." It is clearly you While I was asleep, secretly...

Thinking of the future, he didn't dare to think about it anymore. He glanced at Mu Ciwan and puffed up his cheeks secretly. These were all his guesses and he couldn't say them out.