Chapter 146

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date="2020-11-30"

title="Chapter 146"

weight="106847"

series = ["All The Male Leads Have Blackened"]

mode = "manual"

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The room was dark, the windows were wide open, and the cold wind was flowing in. Cen Simiao's clothes were disheveled, and she stepped on the ground with bare feet. Her body could not help but tremble, but she still leaned to the window, with a ray of moonlight, See if the eardrop is broken.

The earrings are transparent jade, flawless.

She breathed a sigh of relief, as if she suddenly felt the cold, she held her arms, sneezed a few times, and turned around quickly, but she saw Bai Muzhi straight up and staring at her.

Cen Simiao felt a little bit of fear in her heart, as if she just remembered what she had just said.

Bai Muzhi's expression was cold, he couldn't see the happiness or anger, but the coldness between his eyebrows became more and more serious, his eyes sinking: "A pair of earrings are so precious, when have you changed your temper?"

Cen Simiao always has new ones instead of old ones, and buys new ones again.

Even wishing to have such an excuse to buy new things.

She is really weird right now.

Cen Simiao clenched her earrings tightly, hung her head down and did not dare to speak. The whole person was frightened. Bai Muzhi leaned on the bed and asked again impatiently, with a cold voice that made her feel a little guilty.

He even stammered with words: "This...this is very valuable."

Bai Muzhi's expression became cold: "Your jewelry box fell to the ground a while ago, and a lot of things were broken in it. You don't see you in such anxiousness."

Cen Simiao pursed her lips, a trace of uneasiness flashed across her face, and she dropped her head again without saying a word.

Bai Muzhi's eyes filled with anger, he tightened his jaw, turned his head away, lay down again, and ignored her. The room was suddenly quiet, and the ambiguous atmosphere in the bed curtains was two extremes.

Cen Simiao was so cold that she sneezed a few more times and glanced at Bai Muzhi who had already closed her eyes. She put her shoes on carefully, and her clothes were closed.

Don't have the guts to go back to bed and sleep.

She gritted her teeth and stood for a while, and then tiptoed over. Bai Muzhi noticed that her body became tight subconsciously. She raised her arms, and a weak wind blew up from her sleeves.

Bai Muzhi opened her eyes, full of vigilance, but what caught her eye was white. She knelt on the bed and leaned over to get the quilt inside, without noticing his sight.

Bai Muzhi's throat moved, his eyes were dark.

She finally touched the quilt with her fingertips, picked it up with great effort, and then blocked the white snow on her chest, got out of the bed and walked lightly to another bed.

Bai Muzhi's gaze followed, and the anger in his eyes had not dissipated yet, but his brows had already revealed desire. Cen Simiao lay down on the bed, tightly wrapped in the quilt.

He glanced at the pillow beside him, empty.

It was a little unaccustomed.

The next morning, Cen Simiao felt uncomfortable after waking up, her head was dizzy, and the cold really got worse.

Bai Muzhi didn't show her a good face, but he still invited the doctor to come over, prescribe a deputy prescription, and let her get medicine.

After the medicine was decocted, Cen Simiao was already a little confused. She was called to drink medicine by the maid. She was exhausted and didn't want to move.

The maid had no patience, she couldn't help but frowned: "Drink it quickly, it will be cold later."

Cen Simiao's arms were soft, and she sat up hard, with the bowl on the half-table next to the bed, a little far away.

The maid had no intention of handing her a hand.

Cen Simiao struggled to serve the bowl.

Suddenly hearing the footsteps, she reacted a little sluggishly, before she looked up to see who it was, the maid had already bowed.

The voice was as cold as ever: "There is nothing for you here, go out first."

The maid walked out in response.

Cen Simiao was sluggish and stunned, as if it were two people who made Bai Muzhi angry last night.

Before she touched the bowl, she raised her eyes to look at Bai Muzhi. He leaned down slightly and stretched out his hand to pick up the medicine bowl. His fingers were slender and the bones were distinct, but he was slightly thin.

Cen Simiao's eyelashes trembled, and she said in a daze, "Why are you stealing my medicine?"

He frowned, put the bowl to her lips, and Cen Simiao drank it without hesitation.

After drinking, kept talking bitterly.

Wrongly wiped tears.

Bai Muzhi was upset by her crying, and he pinched a snack from the table to feed her. Cen Simiao was very well-behaved and ate every bite.

At the end of the meal, his warm and soft lips touched his cold fingertips, Bai Muzhi's eyes darkened, staring at her movements.

I just felt a tingling of fingertips spread to the bottom of my heart.

Cen Simiao felt that her mouth no longer felt bitter, her eyelashes drooped, she became listless again, and she muttered, "Uncomfortable."

Bai Muzhi wiped her hands clean and glanced at her. He felt better. He sat next to the bed, arranged the bedding, held her shoulders, and let her lie down to rest.

Cen Simiao jumped directly into his arms and closed his eyes against his chest.

Bai Muzhi moved for a while and looked down. Her body was weak and her face was very weak, not at all clever as usual.

She still wears the earrings, and she prefers to lie on her side again, with imprints on her face.

Bai Muzhi took it off and put it away.

By the time Cen Simiao woke up, it was already night. After drinking the medicine, she slept again, feeling more comfortable and energetic, not as confused as during the day.

She pinched her eyebrows and did not sit up. Bai Muzhi heard the movement here and glanced at it, "Get up and eat."

Cen Simiao frowned, looked at him, lowered her eyelashes, and recalled what she had done when she was uncomfortable.

She squinted her eyes, her voice softened, "I don't want to get up."

Bai Muzhi sat in a chair, wearing a plain shirt, which made him even more aloof.

Cen Simiao had a coquettish tone: "Come over and see if I am more serious."

He repeated it again: "Eat."

Cen Simiao sighed, got up from the bed and walked over, tidying up the loose hair hanging on both sides.

Suddenly she touched her ears, her face changed instantly, her voice tightened: "Where are my eardrops?"

Bai Muzhi moved his brows and said naturally, "I keep it."

She froze for a moment, and then said: "You are afraid that I will be uncomfortable when I sleep. I am sloppy. Where did you take it? I will take it."

The tone is rather urgent.

Bai Muzhi stared at her for a long while, his face finally showed displeasure, and his lips tightened: "I will give you a couple of valuables in a few days."

It means not to give it to her.

Cen Simiao suddenly said loudly: "Give it back to me! I want the pair!"

Bai Muzhi's jaw tightened, his eyebrows were stained with gloom, and the anger under his eyes was revealed, but he twitched the corners of his lips: "Whoever do you talk to, so presumptuous."

Cen Simiao gritted her teeth, her eyes showed eagerness, she couldn't even care about fear: "Earrings..."

Before he finished speaking, Bai Muzhi said gloomyly: "Get out."

Cen Simiao stiffened.

Within a few days of good life, she returned to a burning girl. Cen Simiao sighed one after another, but she was not tossing about everything.

The main reason is that she wants Bai Muzhi to be suspicious. When she knows that the earrings were sent by Liu Wushao, his reaction is probably very interesting.

These days, Cen Simiao stayed at ease to recuperate. She decocted the medicine and drank it. There was a stove in the room she slept in, and the doors and windows were closed at night. The cold wind and warmth could not come in.

The wind chill is almost healed.

It is much better than Bai Muzhi's room.

Bai Muzhi hasn't heard anything recently, and it seems that she no longer intends to let her wait on her side. The maids in the room began to feel active, all wanting to replace Cen Simiao.

Pay special attention to dressing up.

Bai Muzhi didn't care at all. He had never mentioned Cen Simiao. If it weren't for the two pillows on the bed, I'm afraid that he really thought that Cen Simiao had never been here.

The maid wanted to put away the pillows and bedding, but Bai Muzhi glanced at it coldly. She didn't realize that her legs were a little soft, and she wanted to ask where she was wrong.

He looked away again.

The maid was not stupid, hesitated to put down the pillow and bedding, and did not touch it again.

Sure enough, Bai Muzhi didn't look at her again.

When resting in the middle of the night, the room was dark and a cold wind sounded in his ears. Bai Muzhi was covered with a quilt and looked at the empty place next to him.

The quilt and pillows have been laid, no one is lying down.

He raised his arm and touched the quilt originally covered by Cen Simiao, the pillow still has a hint of fragrance.

Bai Muzhi tightened his lips, closed his eyes, and instantly Cen Simiao appeared as if his clothes were scattered and his cheeks were flushed with shame.

And she held his hand firmly.

Bai Muzhi clenched his palms unconsciously, but did not touch the warm and delicate skin, but the cold air instead.

He was suddenly upset and frowned.

During the day, when the maid came to clean the house as usual, Bai Muzhi's face was a little ugly and his mood was not very good.

The maid dared not come out.

But suddenly heard him ask about Cen Simiao.

The maid was stunned, and she said directly what Cen Simiao was doing recently.

Don't forget to say that the wind chill is almost healed.

Bai Muzhi didn't ask any more.

He took out the pair of earrings and took a closer look. They were carved out of jade, and the luster was also very good, but Cen Simiao's good jewelry was not absent.

Why do you care about it so much.

Bai Muzhi hadn't slept well for several nights, and Cen Simiao appeared in his mind as soon as he closed his eyes, with a charming voice.

Seeing the cleaning maid during the day, his brows wrinkled unconsciously, and the maid trembled.

Once, the maid was doing work, the outside manager hurriedly called her, put the rag on the table, and ran out.

When came back, it was already noon, and the rag was still on the table. The maid quickly pleaded guilty, Bai Muzhi looked cold, raised his eyes, and suddenly brows moved.

The next day the person in charge found Cen Simiao and said that the maid who cleaned the house for Bai Muzhi was clumsy, and that there was another person to take care of her and wanted her to go again.

Cen Simiao glanced at the manager: "I'm busy lately."

When this word reached Bai Muzhi's ears, his face suddenly sank.

The manager's report: "She didn't lie either. She has been walking to Young Master Liu these few days. Maybe she was ashamed of drinking the chicken soup last time, so she ran and waited.

Bai Muzhi sneered, she was afraid that she didn't think he was leaning on her head anymore, and she wanted to find another one that would make her live comfortably.

He took a sip from his teacup, then put it back on the table.

A few days later, Bai Muzhi received news, and Cen Simiao ran towards Liu Wushao.

His face became more and more gloomy.

When he went to bed at night, he was half asleep and half awake, and he saw Cen Simiao appearing in disorderly clothes, stretched out his hand to catch, she ran farther.

Woke up suddenly, Bai Muzhi tightened his lips.

After dawn, people were sent to find Cen Simiao, only to learn that she had gone to Liu Wushao.

Bai Muzhi frowned.

When Cen Simiao came out from Liu Wushao's place, it was already noon, and the cold wind was blowing across her cheeks, making it cold.

She hurriedly walked towards her residence.

But suddenly she bumped into Bai Muzhi, she stopped her feet, bowed her head and bowed in a formal manner.

Bai Muzhi's expression was flat and he couldn't see emotions.

She continued to walk forward, and when she passed Bai Muzhi, her arm was suddenly heavy and she was caught by him.

Cen Simiao panicked, struggling, but was wrapped around her waist with one arm and held her chin with the other hand, forcing her to raise her head.

Instantly fell into his gloomy eyes.

A hot on the lips.

Bai Muzhi almost ate her.

Liu Wushao, who ran out, stopped not far away, holding the handkerchief where Cen Simiao had fallen in his hand.