she's a rose she's a gun

At eight o'clock in the evening, Mu Yang, who had slept for two hours, slowly opened his eyes.

"Are you awake?" Just as she woke up, a gentle voice came from her ear.

Mu Yang turned his head and saw Wen Wenming holding a lunch box and looking at her with concern.

"Civilization... hiss—" Mu Yang wanted to raise his hand to touch it, but accidentally touched the wound.

"Don't move!" Wen Wen quickly put down the lunch box in his hand, took Mu Yang's arm, and put it back carefully.

Mu Yang was amused by her expression as if she was holding a piece of porcelain, and stretched out her left hand to gently scratch Wen Wenming's nose.

Wen Wenming's face turned red instantly, and she quickly changed the subject: "Are you hungry? Would you like something to eat?"

Mu Yang nodded, he hadn't eaten since noon, and he was really hungry right now.

Wen Wen shook the handle under the bed, helped Mu Yang to sit up, and then she picked up the lunch box that had been put down just now, and sat beside Mu Yang.

"Can I feed you..." Wenming asked in a muffled voice with his head lowered while holding the spoon in his hand.

Mu Yang's left hand can move freely, but at this moment she doesn't want to use it at all.

"Ah—" she opened her mouth and leaned in front of Civilization.

Wenming was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly brought a spoonful of porridge to Mu Yang's mouth.

"Red dates and wolfberry porridge, and beef and lotus root soup later, you need to replenish blood now."

The moment Mu Yang's tongue touched the porridge, she felt the temperature of the porridge. It was neither hot nor cold, just right, and her eye sockets became moist. Wen Wenming didn't know when she would wake up, but she probably kept trying to cover the porridge Bar.

Hey one, eat one, the bottom of a box of porridge soon came to an end, Wen Wenming scraped up the last spoonful of porridge, and when it was brought to Mu Yang's mouth, Mu Yang suddenly lowered his head and asked softly: "The wound... will not stay scar?"

Wen Wenming's heart tightened, she really cared about this matter, for an actor, physical appearance is really very important.

"No." She gently stroked Mu Yang's hair, looked into Mu Yang's eyes, and said softly: "The doctor said no, and we will go back to the capital tomorrow, and I will find the best skin doctor in the capital , will never leave a trace!"

Mu Yang raised her head, just in time to meet Wen Wenming's firm eyes, she was relieved at once, and said with a smile, "Thank you."

At this time, the distance between their faces is very close, so close that Wenming can count Mu Yang's eyelashes, and so close that Mu Yang can see a mole at the corner of Wen Wenming's eye.

Mu Yang stuck out her tongue and licked the remaining porridge on her lips, wondering if the red dates and goji berry porridge had worked, her lips were already so red that it was tender and beautiful.

Wen Wenming stared at Mu Yang's red lips, her brain went blank with a "boom", she swallowed unconsciously, the hot and dry air drove her head closer to Mu Yang little by little.

The two lips that had been longing for each other for a long time finally pressed together tightly.

A long kiss ended reluctantly in the lingering.

The faces of the two were flushed, Mu Yang gently leaned his head on Wenming's shoulder, Wenming rested his chin on her head, and stroked her hair, all knots seemed to disappear at this moment.

Early the next morning, Wen Wen and Mu Yang returned to the capital. Out of safety concerns, the two went to Nico's hospital because Nico said that their hospital had imported a new drug from abroad to prevent skin scarring.

Fortunately, after a comprehensive examination, the doctor told them that there is no other problem except that the scar needs to be slowly removed with ointment.

The three of them were truly relieved.

"It's almost all right next week, isn't it?" Nico sent them to the door and asked Mu Yang.

"It should be possible." Mu Yang glanced at Wen Wenming and said with a smile.

"I pushed all the work that could be pushed to you. Fortunately, I thought I was going to shoot "Who and Contend". Originally, there were not many arrangements, but next week's live broadcast has already been scheduled, don't forget."

Mu Yang happily said "OK" to Nico, she knew that Nico must have spent a lot of effort.

"Go and rest, I'll clean." Mu Yang and Wen Wenming went back to Mu Yang's house, and as soon as they entered, Wen Wenming pushed Mu Yang into the room.

Mu Yang was helplessly forced to go back to his room to sleep.

When I opened my eyes again, it was one o'clock in the afternoon.

Does it smell like something?

Mu Yang came to the kitchen smelling the smell, and found that stewed beef brisket with tomato was burning on the induction cooker.

She smiled softly, she is really a persistent person.

"Are you awake?" Wen Wenming's voice came from behind, Mu Yang turned around and saw that she was holding a basin of washed sheets and quilt covers.

"The sofa cushions and bed sheets and quilt covers have been washed by the washing machine. I'll go to the balcony to dry them and wait for me to come back for dinner."

Mu Yang stared at the back of Wen Wenming leaving in a hurry, and smelled the aroma of tomato stewed beef brisket, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Has the little girl who didn't know her way back then, was stupid, stubborn, and rushed forward in case of troubles, grown into a role that can take care of others like this?His usual cold home seemed to gain popularity because of her arrival.

Wenming dried his clothes, and when he came back, he saw Mu Yang sitting in the soup with his left hand.

She rushed forward with a stride: "Let me go!"

Mu Yang smiled and gently pushed her waist: "It's not that I can't move, it's just a soup, let me do something."

Wenming touched his nose in embarrassment, while bringing Mu Yangcheng's food to the table.

"By the way, why did you fall over your shoulder?" The two were chatting with vegetables between them, and Wenming couldn't help asking this question that had troubled her for a long time.

At the scene that day, if it hadn't been for Mu Yang's shoulder fall, an even bigger tragedy would have happened.

Every time I think of this, civilization feels a lingering fear.

"I learned it in clubs when I was in college, and I did a lot of exercise during that time." Mu Yang picked up a piece of beef and blinked playfully.

Wen Wenming remembered Mu Yang's skills when they went to Tom Bear together, and nodded: "I see, it's really a good skill that can save lives."

"Yeah, it was originally for..." The following words were a bit vague.

"What?" Civilization didn't hear clearly, and asked again.

"It's nothing, today's stewed beef brisket with tomato doesn't seem to be as tasty as that day." Mu Yang shook the beef he just picked up before Wen Wenming's eyes.

"Ah, that's because the cooking time wasn't that long today..." As soon as the words came out, Wen Wen blushed again.

In the past few days, they seemed to be in a tacit understanding, and no one mentioned what happened that day, and the meeting and talk they had agreed before was shelved because of the incident and Mu Yang's injury.

More importantly, because of that kiss...

Should we talk about it?

Wenming put down his chopsticks and made a determined expression: "Before that..."

"Ding dong!" A rush of doorbells interrupted her unspoken words.

The two glanced at each other, knowing that there are not many people in Muyang's family, even fewer people who can get up from the elevator, probably acquaintances.

Mu Yang got up to open the door, Wen Wenming followed closely behind her.

"Sister Mu! How are you! Is the wound healed?" As soon as the door was opened, a young man's voice rang out rapidly, accompanied by a large bouquet of roses suddenly thrown into Mu Yang's arms, almost causing Mu Yang to stagger.

Wenming hurried forward and hugged her from behind.

Because the rose had no support, it fell to the ground with a thud, revealing the anxious face of a fair, tall and thin man.

It's Sun Xuao.

He knelt down to pick up the bouquet of roses, and said, "I heard from Nico, how are you? Is the injury serious? I personally arranged this matter, don't worry, no one will..."

When he saw the scene in front of him clearly, his voice stopped abruptly.

It was only then that Wen Wen realized that she was still holding Mu Yang from behind, and their posture was very ambiguous, so she quickly let go.

"I'm fine, this is Civilization, I...classmate, this is Sun Xuao, my colleague." Mu Yang introduced to both sides.

Sun Xuao looked at the woman in front of him who was about the same size as Mu Yang. At this time, both of them had their hair draped over their shoulders, and they were somewhat similar.

As a "public relations man", Sun Xuao is very sensitive to people's appearance. He can almost never forget the people he has met. He immediately remembered that he had seen this man two months ago when he picked up Mu Yang at the entrance of the restaurant. woman.

"Hello, I saw you last time." Wen Wenming nodded to Sun Xuao, even though she thought of his scandal with Mu Yang, she didn't want to do it at this moment.

Sun Xuao also nodded very stiffly.

"Why are you here? What's the matter?" Mu Yang opened his mouth, turned slightly sideways, and put Sun Xuao into the living room.

Wenming immediately went to the kitchen to pour a glass of water politely, put it on the coffee table, walked into the guest room tactfully, and closed the door.

The moment the door was closed, she slumped weakly on the ground, hugging her knees with her hands, and buried her head in her chest.

Why did I forget that Mu Yang still has a rumored boyfriend like Sun Xuao?

Getting along these few days made Wenming deeply mistaken that she had become a part of Mu Yang's life, but at this moment she realized again that Mu Yang is a rising star in the entertainment circle, and she and she have been 11 She has not had any communication for [-] years, and she knows nothing about what happened during this period, nor does she know anything about her current life, work, and interpersonal relationships.

After this period of getting along with Mu Yang again, she didn't really believe that Sun Xuao was Mu Yang's boyfriend, but even if they were not boyfriend and girlfriend, they were probably close friends.

Sun Xuao looked at Wen Wenming pouring a glass of water for his guest like a master, and felt a lump in his throat. Then he took a look at Mu Yang's house, and with his sharp eyes, he could see that this house was different from the one he had visited before. There was a wave of popularity, and there were homemade dishes on the dining table, something that would never appear in Mu Yang's house before.

It seems that the woman named Wenming did it all.

Mu Yang looked at the back of Wen Wenming returning to the guest room and closing the door, he couldn't help frowning, and even cast his resentment on Sun Xuao: "What's the matter?"

Sun Xuao heard the little emotions in Mu Yang's tone, and smiled unconsciously: "Sister Mu, I'm worried about you, I'm afraid you're having a bad time, so I came here to see you."

"See, I'm doing well. You just need to help me hide this matter according to the company's wishes."

"Don't say that, after all, we are also close...good friends." Sun Xuao choked for a moment, but still didn't dare to use the word "rumored couple".

"Xu Ao." Mu Yang looked at him calmly: "We are colleagues and comrades-in-arms, but not the closest people. You should know best that those plans are all hype by the company. We should keep a little bit of each other's private life. The space is better, what do you think?"

After speaking, she stood up.

Sun Xuao understood that he was about to see off the guests. He lowered his head and clenched his fists, his knuckles turned white. When he raised his head again, he looked at Mu Yang's face sincerely, and left a sentence of "have a good rest" , and left voluntarily.

Mu Yang knocked on the door of the guest room and softly called "Civilization".

After a while, the door of the room opened slowly, revealing a civilized smiling face: "Are you leaving? Then let's continue eating."

Mu Yang looked at Wen Wenming's forced smile and still red eye sockets, all kinds of emotions such as irritability, sadness, and anxiety rushed into his heart in an instant.

She pushed Wenming hard with her left hand, pushed her back into the room, and then pushed her against the wall in the astonishment of Wenming.

"I have nothing to do with Sun Xuao."

Wenming turned his head aside, not looking at Mu Yang.

"Really! We are colleagues, we only have work contacts, and all the scandals you see on the Internet are all hype by the company!" Mu Yang was anxious and angry when he saw Wenming who didn't respond at all.

Wenming turned her head slightly, lowered her eyelids, and her long hair naturally fell down beside her face, making it difficult to see her expression clearly.

"You idiot! I have nothing to do with anyone! Only you! Only you! From the beginning to the end, you are the only one..." Mu Yang gently pushed back the hair on Wen Wenming's face.

Wenming turned his head, and his shocked eyes met Mu Yang's trembling eyelashes and flushed face.

"Hmm..." Before she could react, two slightly cool lips pressed against hers.

As the tongues invaded each other, Wenming's hands also climbed up to Mu Yang's waist, and then hugged him tightly.

It was a crazier and more affectionate long kiss than last time.

I don't know how long it took before the two separated panting heavily.

Mu Yang buried his head on Wen Wenming's chest, listening to her heartbeat just like his own.

"civilization."

"Ok?"

"let's be together?"

The heart seemed to miss a beat for an instant.

"it is good."

Outside, Sun Xuao who had just walked out of the building stopped, turned his head, and took a deep look at the window of Muyang's room.

The author has something to say:

Excited!Sprinkle flowers!together!end! (no……

I was very excited when I wrote this chapter, after all, it was my wish to write it from the very beginning that two people could be together.

Preview of the next chapter: sweet married life (crossed out) vs confusing serial murders