Chapter 444: Fu Lingxiao, Be Good

utes"Shen Lue reached out his phone and glanced at the time, “Returning to Master Fu, it’s exactly five minutes.”Fu Lingxiao raised his eyes and looked at Mu Xing: "What do you want to do with them""D...Fu Lingxiao froze there, his eyes hot, almost tears welling up.

A tower of indifference crumbles silently.

How can I get her to leave

To not hold her in his arms and kiss her deeply was already his greatest restraint.

He obediently opened his mouth. Mu Xing was afraid he would cause trouble again, so she watched him take a sip before immediately moving the cup away. Fortunately, this time the man actually just rinsed his mouth.

After he spat out the water in his mouth, Mu Xing took another cup of cool water and fed it to his lips. "Drink a small sip, hold it in your mouth, and wait until the water warms up before swallowing it down."

Fu Lingxiao followed suit.

Seeing him become well-behaved, Mu Xing's cold expression softened a few points.

After giving the man a few sips of water, she put down the cup and said calmly: "You don't have to try to get rid of me. I'm taking care of you out of a doctor's compassion. You don't have to worry about me pestering you. I'm not short on money or love."

I'll only be in the capital for a little over a month. As soon as my work is done, I'll leave immediately. Unless there's work that needs me, I basically won't come back to the capital in the future.

Just over a month in the Imperial City...

Fu Lingxiao's expression remained cold, but there was a trace of inescapable melancholy and reluctance in his eyes.

Mu Xing caught every subtle change in his expression. "Do you not want to let me go, Mr. Fu"

Of course she knew that for Fu Lingxiao, she was just a substitute when he was unconscious. His reluctance was only towards his treasure, but that didn't stop her from teasing him.

As expected, the man slightly turned his face away upon hearing this, lowered his eyes, and a hint of disdain played at the corner of his lips.

"Quite tsundere,"

Mu Xing's slender fingers poked at the man's thin cheek, raising her red lips into a light smile. "After I leave, you can do whatever you want, but while I'm here, be good and cooperate with me getting better."

The man pursed his thin lips, expressionless, ignoring her.

Seemingly cold, but in reality trying to persuade himself to compromise.

He and Xing'er only had a little over a month. After she left, she would be the distant shore he could no longer pursue, the other side of life that he would never reach...

Suddenly, a soft hand reached out and began unbuttoning his shirt.

Fu Lingxiao imperceptibly furrowed his brows, unwilling to push away. He only calmly asked in a low voice, "What are you doing"

"What else can you do after taking off your clothes, of course, take advantage of you."

Mu Xing unbuttoned one button on the man's shirt, rubbed her hands together to warm them, and then reached inside. Her warm palms pressed against his stomach, gently kneading it.

"Fu Lingxiao, you're too thin. You have no feeling when I touch you. Eat well in the future."

The voice was a little less cold and a little more soft-spoken, with a hint of coquettish complaint. It actually had a sweet flavor to it.

Fu Lingxiao inexplicably thought of that little girl from before.

She loved to burrow into his arms, her chubby little hands clutching him, sweetly and softly acting coquettishly towards him, calling him "Little Uncle."

Those pure deer eyes were full of love for him, and her smile could melt his heart.

Three years have passed, and his little girl has grown up.

He couldn't see her, but he could still imagine how alluring she was.

Mu Xing helped the man knead for a while, then Butler Wu brought over the boiled medicine. But he didn't stay long; as soon as he placed the medicine down, he vanished like the wind.

The man's reckless behavior left a shadow in Mu Xing's heart. Even though he was much better behaved now, she still dared not let him drink his medicine himself; she spoon-fed it to him one spoonful at a time.

Fu Lingxiao endured the urge to vomit, although his face remained cold and composed, he cooperated throughout.

After giving him the medicine, Mu Xing intended to have him sit for half an hour before helping him back to his room. However, because of her insomnia the previous night, she couldn't resist the drowsiness after sitting beside him for less than ten minutes. Her head rested against the man's arm and she fell asleep.

Listening to her even and long breaths, Fu Lingxiao's indifferent face receded like the tide. He gently picked her up, holding her in his arms, and walked back to the room.

He was put on the bed, and as he reached to pull the blanket over himself, his arm was suddenly grabbed.

"Fu Lingxiao…"

The girl softly whispered his name.

A warm breath grazed past.

Fu Lingxiao's breath suddenly stopped, the gentle expression on his face instantly sank, returning to a cold one. His heart was in turmoil, afraid that his behavior just now had revealed his true feelings.

The next second, the girl murmured again, "Be good..."

And then, there was no more sound or movement.

It turns out he was just talking in his sleep.

Fu Lingxiao finally relaxed, his arm held tightly in Mu Xing's embrace. Afraid of waking her if he moved, he lay beside her.

He lightly kissed her forehead, a dragonfly's touch, and he closed his eyes, whispering softly in his heart, "Good."

-

The next morning.

The curtains were tightly shut, blocking out every ray of light from the window.

On a soft bed, the young girl woke up leisurely from her sleep.

At first glance, it was pitch black. I could only feel myself lying in a cloud-like, soft bed, wrapped in the familiar scent of ebony sandalwood.

She got up and reached for the row of switches by her bedside, pressing one.

As the lights turned on, the curtains automatically opened to both sides.

Radiant sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, bathing the ground before the bed in warmth.

Mu Xing only then realized that she was lying on the bed in the master bedroom.

Last night she was clearly in the study, how did she come to the master bedroom Did Fu Lingxiao carry her over

She scanned the room, but there was no sign of a man in the clearly laid-out space.

Last night, the man performed well, and Mu Xing wasn't too worried about him. She stretched like a cat, got out of bed, put on the slippers by her bed, and slowly went to the bathroom.

As soon as she stepped inside, she saw a set of brand new toiletries on the gray washstand. There were also four beautifully packaged gift boxes beside them, already opened.

Mu Xing swept her gaze across the past, skincare products, makeup, dresses, and shoes.

All are custom-made pieces from top luxury brands.

Mu Xing's lips curled into a slight smile, she took off her clothes and walked into the shower room.

An hour had passed since she left the master bedroom. She was now wearing the dress from the gift box, a white one she hadn't worn in ages.

Her delicate face was lightly made up, fair and translucent. Her slightly upturned eye corners had a hint of charm. She was pure but also possessed a certain allure.

Mu Xing walked down the stairs slowly.

downstairs, Uncle Wu stood at the foot of the stairs. Seeing Mu Xing come down, he reined in his excitement and enthusiasm, offering a just-right smile. "Miss Gu!"

Mu Xing went downstairs and didn't see Fu Lingxiao. She asked him, "Where's your young master"

"The young master is drinking medicine in the dining room!"

The young master had always refused any treatment, but this morning he suddenly asked if his medicine was ready.

Wu Guantang still found it unbelievable now, the young master was willing to see a doctor, all thanks to Mu Xing's little treasure!

Mu Xing also found it unbelievable. That man was rebellious to the bone, and it was already a miracle that he wasn't dead yet. He actually drank the medicine obediently

She followed Butler Wu into the dining room. As soon as she reached the doorway, she saw a man in a dignified black tuxedo, sitting straight at the dining table.

His long, pale fingers held the bowl to his lips, his prominent Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed the medicine...

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