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

Mu Wen was gasping for breath, picked up the ashtray on the table and threw it in the direction of Mu Ciwan.

Mu Ciwan was able to avoid it at first, but when he saw the ashtray thrown at him, he suddenly thought of something, so he just turned sideways slightly.

The ashtray just passed by the corner of her forehead, and there was no bruise, but it left a mark, not deep, but it looked scary.

Mu Ciwan's expression was also very scary.

Her eyes swept across the two people present coldly: "Don't think that I don't know what you are doing secretly, especially you, Mu Wen, it's really not good, a place with food and accommodation may also be quite suitable for you .”

After finishing speaking, he turned his footsteps and walked out of this place without a trace of nostalgia.

The driver was startled when he saw Mu Ciwan's appearance, and hurried to take her to the hospital.

"It's just a little scratch, what kind of hospital should I go to?"

Mu Ciwan's eyes were dark, unable to see clearly what emotion was inside.

The driver didn't dare to ask more questions, so he could only check the situation inside the car from time to time through the rearview mirror.

Mu Ciwan Mu Ciwan was wiping the scar on her head with a tissue, with an expression on her face, as if the injured person wasn't her at all.

He still wanted to continue watching, but Mu Ciwan had already raised the partition in the car, blocking all his sight.

Feeling that he had crossed the line, the driver felt a little bit in his heart, and hurriedly drove with peace of mind, not daring to think about other things.

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Qiu Cimu originally prepared the meals at home, and just spread the cream on the cake, thinking that Mu Ci must be in a bad mood after going there late, and wanted to give the other party a perfect birthday, but he never wanted to win it back Yes, Mu Ciwan with a forehead injury, the air pressure of the whole person suddenly dropped.

Pursing his lips without saying a word, he pulled Mu Ciwan to the sofa and sat down, then leaned over to look distressedly.

"I am fine."

Mu Ciwan felt his distressed eyes, and suddenly felt regretful again, she shouldn't stand there and suffer.

Qiucimu pursed her lips without saying a word, and asked the housekeeper to take a cotton swab and alcohol to carefully clean the wound on Muciwan's forehead.

In fact, the wound was not serious, and it was just a scratch, which probably healed faster than the kiss//scar on his body.

He was just angry, he was angry that those people dared to bully his Ciwan, and he was also angry that Mu Ciwan didn't care about him so much, and even bet on his own safety.

After cleaning the wound and making sure that the wound would not be infected again, he walked into the kitchen sullenly.

Mu Ciwan was flustered by his attitude early on, and signaled to the housekeeper to leave quickly, and walked quickly to the kitchen. Qiu Cimu was standing in front of the counter with his head bowed, and he didn't know what he was busy with.

She stepped forward quickly, and hugged Qiu Cimu's waist from behind: "I was wrong."

"There's nothing wrong with Mr. Mu, it's just that he does whatever it takes to achieve his goals, and he doesn't even spare his own body."

Qiu Cimu couldn't hold it back, and said something strange, looking down at the orange in his hand, angrily washed it with water, and peeled off another layer of skin.

He didn't even know why he washed the oranges.

"Twilight, don't be angry, okay, I really know I was wrong, I shouldn't win your sympathy, let your eyes stay on me through this."

"Twilight, I really know I'm wrong, can you take a look at me? I have a headache on my forehead."

Mu Ciwan easily admitted his mistake, with a dejected look and a frustrated voice, like a big dog that has been abandoned by its owner, so Qiu Ciwan couldn't bear it all at once.

In the end, he broke off a piece of orange angrily, turned his head and stuffed it into Mu Ciwan's mouth: "If you are injured, add more vitamins."

The voice was muffled.

Looking up, the light-colored pupils are the last stubbornness: "Muciwan, I will say it again, you can use any means to keep me by your side, and I will stay by your side voluntarily. This matter will never change. But you can't sacrifice your own safety, and it hurts me."

What he said was too serious, and he stared blankly at Mu Ciwan's eyes, as if looking directly at her soul through her body.

Mu Ciwan forgot to chew the orange in his mouth, and nodded quickly to express his understanding. With one bite, the orange fell to the ground, and the stagnant atmosphere between the two of them completely collapsed because of the falling of this orange.

Seeing the corners of Mu Ciwan's mouth slowly rising, he quickly seized the opportunity to confess: "I promise this is the last time, and I will never do this again in the future."

"For your birthday's sake, let's forget it." Qiu Cimu tried hard to put on a serious face, but the indifference in those eyes had long since disappeared, and they had become soft.

Mu Ciwan couldn't hold back, and kissed his eyes.

He didn't pay attention to Qiucimu's birthday at all.

Then her hand was held by Qiu Cimu, and she walked out of the kitchen, looking at the empty living room, he was stunned: "Where are the butlers?"

Mu Ciwan touched his nose: "I sent you away."

Autumn Resignation Mu: "..."

He looked at Mu Ciwan helplessly: "Okay, Mr. Mu doesn't want two more people to serve, so you can serve the food yourself, turn right to the second room, go quickly, there are a lot of dishes in there, you have to run more A few times, it will be regarded as a punishment for you."

Mu Ciwan thought of the birthday that Qiu Cimu just mentioned, and thought that these dishes might be specially made for her birthday. She, who has always been indifferent to such things, her heart beat fiercely, and she nodded quickly: "I go get it."

Qiu Cimu slowly followed behind her, watching her push open the door, watching her standing at the door, looking into the room with astonishment in her eyes.

There is a cake in the center of the room, surrounded by lit atmosphere candles, and clusters of roses are placed next to the candles, which look extremely delicate.

"Late farewell, happy birthday."

The voice of Qiucimu came from the ear, but it was ethereal but directly hit the heart.

Mu Ciwan turned around, and Qiu Cimu was standing behind her, looking at her with a smile in his eyes.

Everything just now was suddenly forgotten, Mu Ciwan just wanted to hug the person in front of him, rub him into his flesh and blood, and the two would never be separated again.

"What? Stupid?"

Qiu Cimu raised his hand in front of her and shook it, and was immediately embraced by Mu Ciwan in the next second.

"Thank you, I like it very much." Mu Ciwan buried his head on Qiu Cimu's delicate collarbone, and said slowly.

"Thank you so much," Qiu Cimu patted her on the head, as if rubbing a large dog, "Go and light the candles, and make a wish, my lover will also have the best birthday in the world."

His voice was gentle and sweet, with a touch of pampering, which melted Mu Ciwan's heart. She carefully walked around the surrounding roses. When she lit the candles on the cake, she thought to herself: As long as you are here, What's not a good birthday?