Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 129 I will not betray her (one more)

   When Mu Qingcheng arrived at the gate of the Si family's mansion, the bronze-colored cast iron gate had already opened a passage.

   She drove in without any hindrance.

   At that time, Si Bei had long been waiting at the door of the main building.

   When he saw the car coming, he went down the steps and opened the door.

  Mu Qingcheng lowered his head and came out immediately, Si Bei glanced at it, but was slightly stunned.

   "Si Qingchen is injured?"

   Right now, Mu Qingcheng was full of eyes and hung on the man, so he didn't notice anything strange at all.

   And they already have some tacit understanding of each other's identities, and when they ask, they have a lot less scruples.

  Si Bei bowed his head, still respectful and polite,

   "Yes, the boss is resting in the bedroom."

   "Take me there."

   "Okay, this way please."

   After the words were finished, Si Bei took Mu Qingcheng inside.

   Along the way, all the servants of the Si family showed slightly surprised expressions after seeing her, and then they became meaningful.

   They put down their work and greeted respectfully,

   "Hello, Miss Mu."

  Mu Qingcheng nodded hastily, looking completely in a trance.

   After reaching the bedroom door, Si Bei suddenly took a deep breath and said,

   "Miss Mu, the boss didn't know you would come, you"

   "Well, I won't betray Chubai. Don't worry."

  “.”

  Si Bei looked at Mu Qingcheng in amazement, and soon his face became a little unnatural.

   Mu Qingcheng just pretended he couldn't see it, and pushed the door and walked in.

  Si Qingchen's room is on the top floor of this old house.

   In fact, this entire floor of space was actually used by him alone.

   In addition to the bedroom, there is also a gym and a study room.

The    style still continues the retro style.

   There are delicate and intricate vine branches everywhere, which are very delicate and elegant.

  It is not luxurious, but it is very elegant, which is not what ordinary craftsmen do.

   And now, on the big bed not far away, a sturdy figure was leaning over.

   The thin black brocade quilt only covers the waist and abdomen, from the waist all the way up, slightly arching a full arc, revealing the muscular upper body.

   At this moment, it was covered with white bandages.

   Mu Qingcheng's footsteps paused, even though the distance was still far away, she could clearly see several obvious dark brown blood stains on the bandage.

   It is not difficult to imagine what kind of collapse will be under those bandages.

   Her hands were clenched by her side, and she struggled to find a bit of strength from somewhere, and then she took a slow step and continued to walk forward.

   He probably heard the footsteps behind him, the man who had been sleeping lightly on the bed let out a sigh of relief and said,

   "Si Bei, pour me a glass of water."

   His voice was hoarse and dry, sounding particularly tired.

   Mu Qingcheng remembered that he had just been injured not long ago, and this time he added new scars, and his body would definitely not be able to withstand repeated injuries.

   A large piece of guilt appeared in her heart in an instant.

   is like silk, wrapping her heart with force, and then slowly tightening it.

  Mu Qingcheng lightened his steps again, walked to the small table beside him, poured half a glass of water, picked up the straw next to him and put it in the cup, and then slowly walked back to the bed.

   But Si Qingchen's bed was really too big, so big that even though the man was strong, he still left a lot of distance when he lay on it.

  Mu Qingcheng couldn't reach him, so he hesitated for a while, and had to sit on the edge of the bed slowly.

   However, the feeling of his side slumping slightly made the man frown slightly, but his physical exhaustion prevented him from opening his eyes directly.

   but quietly squeezed, a pair of hands hidden in the quilt.

   A moment later, a straw was lightly placed on his lips.

   The man opened his mouth to hold it, and drank it in small sips.

   And when he drank most of the glass of water, he spat out the straw and said,

"enough."

   Mu Qingcheng straightened up and took the water cup back.

   But at the moment when she turned around, the man behind him who had been closing his eyes suddenly opened his eyes, and at the same time.

   also stretched out two strong arms.

   Today is a temporary truce cookie~~ Love, love, sweetness, isn’t it?

   (end of this chapter)