Night Party (3)
Mu Mingtang, who endured all the way, finally had a breakdown after returning to Yulin Hall. When entering from the window, Xie Xuanchen planned to help her, but Mu Mingtang avoided it. Xie Xuanchen didnât say anything, went into the room, and closed and locked the windows skillfully. After Mu Mingtang changed her clothes, Xie Xuanchen went to change his clothes.
Xie Xuanche knew that this would happen sooner or later. He didnât want to make Mu Mingtang worry about him, so he went to meet doctor Zhang without telling her.
Now, how can I explain this matter to my little ancestor? She will definitely not listen and will make trouble.
His mind became a mess.
Sure enough, Xie Xuanchenâs intuition was correct. When he came back from dressing, he found that Mu Mingtang had moved the quilt and was sleeping on a couch, and when she saw him was coming, she glared at him angrily.
She seems furious.
âWhy are you sleeping here? He asked in a gentle voice.
Mu Mingtang sneered. âOh, Iâm afraid I donât even know your lover when you go out for a night party!â
Xie Xuanche was speechless for a while and admitted his mistakes: âI just went out to check the pulse. My lover? Who is that? I donât like that old doctor.â
Oh, I think I have misunderstood him. Mu Mingtang wanted to laugh, but forcibly held back: âWho knows this? What if you change direction and donât go to meet the doctor, but go somewhere else?
âOk, my little ancestor, Iâll tell you next time. I didnât want to make you worry, so I didnât tell you this. Come, sleep on the bed. It is cold outside.â He tried to coax her.
Although Mu Mintang was moved a little, still felt that she couldnât tolerate it: âNo, I still have to sleep outside. Otherwise, who knows what you are doing at night.â
Xie Xuanchen sighed, then suddenly leaned over, picked up Mu Mingtang with the quilt, and placed her on the bed: âDarling, sleep here.â
Mu Mingtang was shocked. She hurriedly covered her mouth and patted Xie Xuanchenâs shoulder softly: âWhat are you doing, you still have a wound on your arm.â
âItâs okay.â Xie Xuanchen didnât care at all, and his arms were too steady. âHolding you is no different from hugging a quilt. The little girl has to go to bed early. Now itâs not early, so go to bed quickly.â
âWho is the little girl!â Mu Mingtang was very shy and kicked Xie Xuanchen to hide her embarrassment.
Xie Xuanchen didnât plan to let her go and grabbed her calf: âOkay, you are a big girl. But you are not as strong as me, even if you run out, I can hold you back intact. So save yourself some energy and go to bed earlier.â
Mu Mingtang moved his legs and found that he couldnât move at all. She is now half-supported, with one leg still being held by Xie Xuanchen, her posture is rather awkward. After struggling a few times, Mu Mingtang couldnât pull out her feet, and her face turned red.
She didnât know when the physical contact between them has become a lot closer.
âWhat are you doing, you still have a wound on your arm.â
Xie Xuanchen supported Mu Mingtang with one hand and held Mu Mingtangâs ankle with the other. Seeing that Mu Mingtang was still in an awkward position, he raised his eyebrows: âWhy, do you still want to compete with me?â
The air inside the room began to fill with love. Mu Mingtang who was turned into bright red gave Xie Xuanchen a stern look.
âWhoâ¦who wants to compete with you? Let go, Iâm going to sleep.â
After seeing her red face, Xie Xuanchen was stunned for a while, and let go of Mu Mingtangâs ankle. He also felt that holding a womanâs ankle at night was a little ambiguous.
When he took his hand away, Mu Mingtang hurriedly pulled her foot back inside the quilt and glared at him angrily.
Xie Xuanchen didnât get annoyed by her stare, and even felt comfortable being stared at. He seemed to understand why those married comrades-in-arms were beaten by their daughter-in-law and their faces were rippling. He smiled and pulled the quilt for Mu Mingtang, and touched her head: âOkay, I wonât bother you anymore, sleep.â