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Chapter 22 Mu Xueer

Mu Qingcheng turned her head and saw Qin Chuyu standing at the door, leaning against the door frame.

Mu Qingcheng gritted her teeth, endured the severe pain, supported herself on the bed with her hands, and barely sat up. She looked at him with gloomy eyes and asked indifferently, "How did you get in?"

"Your door is open, anyone can come in."

Qin Chuyu found it a little funny to see this silly woman who was obviously feeling very uncomfortable but still pretending to be cold and arrogant.

Seeing her covering her stomach with her hands, I joked, "What's going on? Are you pregnant with Xiao Xiaoqi again? Then why are you trying to snatch my daughter from me?"

"roll!"

Mu Qingcheng picked up the pillow and threw it at Qin Chuyu, feeling angry and annoyed.

This dead bastard doesn't even know what her current situation is, and he actually dares to make her angry?

Qin Chuyu stretched out his hand and caught the pillow. He put one hand on his waist and restrained the teasing smile on his face. He asked, "Is your stomach problem coming back again?"

Mu Qingcheng didn't say anything, and it was obvious that she was sulking.

"Weren't you cured before? How come it still happens?"

Qin Chuyu knew that this woman had stomach problems before. She didn't like to eat breakfast, liked to drink on an empty stomach, and didn't eat on time. It would be strange if she didn't have stomach problems.

However, after she had Xiaoqi, she did go to treat her stomach problems. In addition, he had been following her around and taking care of her during that time, so her stomach problems had almost healed.

Listening to Qin Chuyu's words that sounded like an accusation, Mu Qingcheng said coldly: "Who are you to me? Do I need to report to you what disease I have?"

"That's right. I wouldn't care if you died."

Although he said that, Qin Chuyu still took out a medicine bottle from his pocket and threw it to Mu Qingcheng.

Seeing him throwing something at her, Mu Qingcheng caught it in a panic.

Looking at the medicine bottle without a single word on it, Mu Qingcheng frowned slightly: "What is this?"

"It's medicine for stomach problems. The pain will go away if you take it."

Qin Chuyu said calmly: "Of course, you can also think it is poison. I used it specifically to poison you."

Mu Qingcheng looked at the medicine in her hand, suddenly raised her hand, and threw the bottle into a corner.

She sneered and said, "Since it's poison, I won't take it. I still want to take care of my daughter for a few more years."

"what ever."

Seeing that provocation was useless, Qin Chuyu shrugged, threw the pillow on her bed and left without looking back.

Looking at Qin Chuyu's back as he left so abruptly, Mu Qingcheng was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

This damn salted fish actually left!

This script is wrong!

Didn’t the CEO stories she read before all have the male protagonist having stomach problems and the female protagonist doing everything she could to coax him into taking stomach medicine?

Why is it not like this for her?

Gan!

She also knew that Qin Chuyu said those words to anger her, provoke her, and make her take medicine.

That's why she threw away his medicine on purpose, wanting to see if the plots in the novels she had read before would happen to her.

Now it seems that novels are just novels, and not a single word of them can be believed!

Mu Qingcheng, who was so angry at Qin Chuyu, glanced at the medicine lying in the corner and snorted with disdain.

She leaned against the head of the bed, took out her cell phone and made a call.

Not long after, the phone was connected: "Hello, Mr. Mu, what's the matter?"

"Where are you now?" Mu Qingcheng asked, enduring the pain.

"I'm still in the hospital!"

Mu Qingcheng frowned and said, "You're working the night shift again? Do you know that it's easy to get into trouble if you work the night shift in this state?"

"Oh, it's okay. I have nothing to do anyway. What's wrong?"

"Then come over here. I have a stomachache."

"Ah? Did it happen again?"

Hearing that Mu Qingcheng had a stomachache, the voice on the other end of the phone was stunned for a moment, and then the voice scolded Mu Qingcheng: "I told you not to drink so much and not to stay up so late. Look, it hurts again, right?"

"Okay, stop scolding me and bring me the medicine!"

"Ah, how come I have a best friend like you who asks me to treat you late at night every day? It's so miserable."

"Besides, I'm in Shancheng now, not Guangzhou. If I were to fly over there, you would have died of pain."

As if remembering something, the voice suddenly said, "By the way, isn't Gu You back? Isn't he close to your home? Can't you just ask him to buy medicine for you? This is a good opportunity to ease the relationship between you two."

"Ah~ Just after returning to China, your beloved one has a stomachache. He goes out of his way to buy medicine for you, stays by your side, and tells you how much he loves you. You are moved by him, and then the two of you can rekindle your relationship and get back together!"

Mu Qingcheng: "...If you continue to be so out of tune, believe it or not, I will punish you for wetting the bed when you were 18, and for what you did to your cousin when you were 16..."

Mu Xueer's body stiffened instantly after hearing what Mu Qingcheng said. She immediately became furious after hearing what she said: "Stop, stop, stop! Stop it, stop it!"

"If you don't want me to get out, come and save me! I'm in the small town of Shancheng now! Be careful or I'll make you the headlines tomorrow!"

Hearing that her story was about to be revealed, the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly became serious: "I'll be there right away! To save my bestie, I'm willing to go through fire and water, no matter what!"

"You're on the 17th floor of the building you used to live in, right? I'll be there soon! In a minute!"

Mu Qingcheng: "I'm on the eighteenth floor now."

"Ah? You moved?"

"Stop talking nonsense! That's not the point!"

"Oh oh oh, come right away! Don't tell anyone!"

"Especially the last one!"

Five minutes later, accompanied by a sudden brake sound that resounded throughout the community, a Bugatti Veyron stopped in front of a building. A figure rushed out, carrying a small medicine box, and got on the elevator, going straight to the eighteenth floor.

"Uncle Mu, here I come!"

Mu Qingcheng, who was in unbearable pain, opened her eyes and saw a woman with a hot and plump figure, wearing a white long dress, dyed blonde hair, a black jacket tied around her waist, and a pair of half-frame gold-rimmed glasses appeared in her room.

She has a great figure, with a pair of plump, straight, snow-white and delicate long legs that are particularly dazzling.

The pair of fleshy mountains that trembled when she walked made people wonder whether she could see her toes when she looked down.

Although her waist is not A4, she is not fat either. She gives a sense of fleshiness without making people feel that she has a potbellied waist.

She is Mu Qingcheng’s best friend and close friend, Mu Xueer.

Mu Xueer looked at Mu Qingcheng who was almost fainting from the pain. She quickly opened her small medicine box, took out a medicine bottle, unscrewed the lid, poured out two white pills and handed them to Mu Qingcheng: "Here, take this first, it will relieve the pain."

Mu Qingcheng swallowed the medicine. Mu Xueer found a glass of water and asked her to drink it. Then she took out a needle and two small glass bottles from the medicine box.

She skillfully opened the glass bottle with her slender white fingers and drew out the medicine inside with a needle.

"Come on, stick your butt up."

Mu Qingcheng untied her belt with some difficulty, rolled over, and climbed directly onto the boat, allowing Mu Xueer to pull down her trousers, revealing her plump, snow-white, straight and soft buttocks that were like two mountains of flesh.

Looking at the perky and white butt, Mu Xueer couldn't help but slapped it.

"Hiss! When will you stop playing!"

"Hey, I can't help it. It's your butt that's so big and so upturned. It feels so good. I just can't help it!"

"Get lost! Do you believe that I will tear you alive, you little slut?"

"Ahem, stop making trouble, stop making trouble. Just bear with it, it still hurts a little."

"It's not the first time I..."

"Hiss! Be gentle! You're playing darts!"