The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 37 Every minute is not for wasting
The two returned home one sentence at a time, and found that it was already past lunch time. The two stared at each other, and Mu Shaocheng said, "The refrigerator is empty."

"Then eat instant noodles!" Jun Ling poked under the bed, "There are some here."

"..." Mu Shaocheng opened a cabinet under the bed helplessly, and found that it was filled with instant noodles of various flavors.

When the two of them were sitting on the bed with a bowl of instant noodles, Jun Ling said, "I'm sorry this morning, but I didn't mean to explore your affairs, I just thought that this is how people spend their lives, why don't you let yourself How about being happier?"

"If I can start over, I think I will be happy." Hearing this, Mu Shaocheng looked down at the instant noodles in the bowl, and his eyes were dazzled by the steaming heat.

Jun Ling didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?"

"It's nothing." He shook his head, looking at her in a daze, "Jun Ling, I hope you will always be like this."

"What does it look like?"

"That's it!"

Jun Ling finished eating a bowl of noodles clumsily, and Mu Shaocheng cleaned up the bowl and chopsticks, but he didn't know that Jun Ling looked at his back full of complexities.

In the afternoon, Jun Ling was lazily lying on the bed basking in the sun and sleeping late, Mu Shaocheng was in the living room processing the documents sent by email, and Xu Fan had people deliver things home over and over again.

The two of them remained safe and sound until the evening. After eating, Jun Ling sat opposite Mu Shaocheng and watched him handle the work without blinking. After a while, Jun Ling kicked him with his good foot. "Hey, Young Master Mu, didn't you notice that I was looking at you?"

"so what?"

"As a sign of respect, you should at least take a look at me, right?"

So, Young Master Mu turned his head and glanced at her, then lowered his head again, "It's over."

"..."

She was speechless for a while, then kicked him again, and even supported her body with one hand and moved to his side, "Well, I, I want...to take a shower, what should I do?"

"Then wash..."

Mu Shaocheng stopped suddenly before finishing his sentence, looked at Jun Ling up and down, and finally his eyes fell on her feet and hands, "Then...don't wash it!"

"It's going to be rotten!" Jun Ling immediately quit. Although she doesn't have a cleanliness habit, she still feels uncomfortable when she thinks that she can't take a bath.

"It's rotten, it's not me anyway, and you won't go out anyway!"

The two sentences hit the point so directly that Jun Ling could only look at him but was speechless.

"Don't you find it hard to be in the same room, or even share the bed, with someone who's about to rot?"

"Then what do you want to do?" Mu Shaocheng asked as he put down the document.

"I……"

This kind of thing that others helped to take a bath only happened when she was a few years old, and it never happened again when she grew up. Not to mention others, even she couldn't stand it.

So, in the end, Jun Ling pursed his lips and said, "Okay, I will try to make you faint."

After sleeping all afternoon, Jun Ling asked Mu Shaocheng to bring her oversized drawing board, and she sat on the sofa and began to draw.

Mu Shaocheng didn't care what she was really doing, but as long as she quietly didn't disturb his work, he felt very content.

Hours passed, Mu Shaocheng put down the last document, and found that Jun Ling was still scribbling in front of the drawing board. He made a pot of tea and walked over, and found that Jun Ling's drawing board was not her drawing, but a A unique calendar, with her plan written under each date, which lasts for one month.

He frowned, and saw Jun Ling raised his head, "What's wrong?"

"Your plan?"

"Yeah." She nodded, asked him to pour her a cup of tea, took a sip and said, "I like this. Although this is a plan, it doesn't have to be implemented according to it. There is still a lot of room for freedom." .”

"Then why make plans?"

Mu Shaocheng thought of his pile of schedules. Today, he temporarily decided to work from home this month. It is estimated that the ten-page schedule for this month has already been scrapped.

"A plan is to make a plan for your future life. It can be as small as a day or as long as a lifetime. The existence of the plan is to let you not waste every minute of your life at will, not to restrict all your freedom. , I want you to follow the plan step by step, as long as you think you are happy, then what does it matter what you do?"

"Then what if you're not happy all the time?"

Jun Ling was taken aback, looked at him suspiciously, and after thinking for a while, he said sympathetically, "That's right, every day when you face a mountain of work, you have to think about how to improve the company's performance every day when you open your eyes. As soon as you walk into the company, there are countless people saying good morning to you, Mr. Mu. If it were me, I would bear the pressure of tens of thousands of people on my shoulders every day, whether I open my eyes or close my eyes. will be happy."

"But, this is life, isn't it? The so-called capable people work harder, you have to be like you." Her eyes were shining, and there seemed to be some elements of worship.

Mu Shaocheng snorted, curled his lips and said nothing, Jun Ling put the cup on the coffee table, shook his hand, and said, "But Mu Shao, I think your workflow like a running account, I think There's nothing wrong with that, people say that time is money, and every minute of yours is worth hundreds of thousands, so people like you, uh no, for ordinary people, every minute of ours is not wasted."

He looked at her with complicated eyes, and for some unknown reason, he suddenly reached out and rubbed her hair, the soft long hair wrapped around his hand, as soft as if something had passed through his heart, So far away.

Jun Ling stuck his neck in a daze for a while, then tilted his head, and Mu Shaocheng's hand slid down to meet her scrutinizing gaze. He pursed his lips and said, "We have different values ​​of existence."

"...Young Master Mu, are you showing off that you are a huge taxpayer in Jiangzhou?"

"Mu Cheng's tax payment ranks among the top three in the country."

"..."

Jun Ling rolled his eyes at him, then looked down at the huge calendar, and Mu Shaocheng asked again, "Do you often make this kind of calendar?"

"Well, every month, except for the last time I went out... for my honeymoon, which didn't happen once, the rest have always followed my plan."

Jun Ling whimpered at him, and Mu Shaocheng saw scrolls on the top shelf of the bookshelf. He raised his eyebrows and walked over to take them down. When he opened them, he saw Jun Ling's plan from before.

"How about it, am I awesome too?" She looked expectant.

Mu Shaocheng glanced at her when he heard the words, and said with a half-smile: "Yes, the arm is broken!"

"..."

Her face darkened, and she felt pain in her arm just as she wanted to move, and her face turned pale from the pain. Seeing this, Mu Shaocheng also frowned, and when he saw her face getting better, he said, "I'll carry you to the bed." go."

The two of them had a tacit understanding and neither of them mentioned the matter of taking a shower, because the bathroom is not big, and a hook for hanging clothes was broken two days ago, so every time he takes a shower, he can only go in with his pajama pants and wait until he comes out. It was time to wear pajamas again, so every time Jun Ling stared at his back in a daze.

This time was the same, when Mu Shaocheng came out of the shower, Jun Ling looked at his scarred back in a daze again. What kind of experience made him covered in injuries?
Mu Shaocheng got dressed as quickly as possible, Jun Ling sat up with one hand propped up, picked up the scar removal ointment that Xu Fan left today and said to him, "Why don't I apply medicine to these scars for you?"

"No need." He refused softly, but stood in front of the mirror and stared at himself in a daze.

"Why? I always feel that you... Well, let me state first, I didn't mean to see you clearly, I just think that every time you see the scars on your body, you behave strangely. Are you sure you are okay? "

"What's the matter?"

"Okay." She shrugged and said no more, but she still couldn't help being curious.

Mu Shaocheng stared blankly in front of the mirror for a while, lifted the quilt and lay beside Jun Ling, with a little distance between the two of them, even Mu Shaocheng was worried about Jun Ling's sleeping position, so he deliberately leaned against the bed , looking at Jun Ling carefully was very funny.

"Do you know where you should sleep?"

"Where?"

"A crib surrounded by fences!"

Jun Ling was speechless and scratched his head, "Is it really that exaggerated?"

"There is a bed that is nearly four meters high in your house, and you can still roll over to the ground. Don't you think it's an exaggeration?"

"But my brother didn't say that." The innocent tone couldn't be more innocent, so that the black threads on Mu Shaocheng's head were almost woven into a net.

I slept too much in the afternoon, and now I can't fall asleep. Jun Ling stared out the window in a daze, and couldn't help pushing Mu Shaocheng for a while, "Tell me, are those people in love stupid? Looking at the moon?"

"I hope that one day you won't become one of those idiots." Mu Shaocheng didn't fall asleep, and immediately fought back mercilessly.

"Didn't it be said that people in love have zero IQ?"

"Didn't you always claim to have a high IQ?"

"People also say that it takes three years for a baby to be stupid. Is it possible that I will find a man in the future, and I will have a child with an IQ of zero for three years? What kind of international joke."

The night was getting darker, and the two fell asleep in the middle of the night, as expected, Jun Ling rolled into Mu Shaocheng's arms again. When he was in the hospital, he thought about her strange sleeping position, and asked the doctor to make a plaster cast, and it was very fixed. Otherwise, if this continues, Mu Shaocheng is worried that his time as a full-time nanny will be extended.

A week later, the wound on Jun Ling's foot finally healed, and the moment she was able to walk on the ground, if Xu Fan hadn't been present and Mu Shaocheng had been watching eagerly, maybe she would have been singing and dancing.

However, neither of them expected that the first thing she did after she took off the gauze and finally put on her shoes was to find a piece of clothing from the closet and rush into the bathroom.

Hearing the sound of rushing water in the bathroom, both Mu Shaocheng and Xu Fan had black threads.

(Modified version)

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