If you want a husband, you have to fight for it.

She even laughed after she finished saying this: "If someone marries someone like me, it's fine if my husband doesn't spend money on me, but I'll still rush to buy things for him."

"Who of us is marrying whom?"

Xu Muyu still looked at her quietly.

Wan Chuncao's broken cell phone was really broken. After just a few swipes, a small piece of glass popped out from between her fingernails.

She didn't look at it and habitually flicked it away. After flicking it away, she seemed to think of something, blinked, put away her phone and said, "I'll buy it next time."

After putting away her phone, she just heard a sound outside and started watching TV.

Wan Chuncao also got up from the bed, got her clothes and took a shower. She said, "I'll go take a shower first, so that Aunt Liu won't think that I've been doing something with you in the room for half a day and haven't come out yet."

As he said that, he took out a dark green short-sleeved shirt and shorts with two big roses printed on them and went out.

He went out, closed the door, and then opened it with a bang.

Wan Chuncao walked back quickly, pinched Xu Muyu's chin and lifted him up to make him look at her, and said, "It's not that I won't buy it for you. Aunt Liu is still at home. I'll buy it for you after she leaves in a few days. Don't worry, do you want to hear it?"

After saying that, he left the person behind and walked away again.

Xu Muyu was so shocked by her coming back and leaving after saying that he even forgot to refuse her by pinching his chin. It was not until the door was closed again that he retracted his chin in a daze and turned his head away.

When did he think too much? What did they do... Even if she didn't buy anything for him, it was normal, so why did he have to think too much?

Wan Chuncao walked quickly without bringing the book to Xu Muyu. Xu Muyu sat on the bed for a while before he remembered that there was a book beside the bed.

He moved his thighs with difficulty, turned his body to the bed, bent down, and prepared to pick up a book beside the bed.

Before he got the book, a cool breeze carrying the fragrance of bamboo leaves blew his drooping hair.

"despair--"

A drop of water dripped from the hair onto the cover of the book.

Xu Muyu leaned on the bed, feeling the cool night breeze which he had never felt before, and touched the wet hair on his head.

Only then did he realize that Wan Chuncao didn't dry his hair.

He glanced at the towel that had been used to wipe his body, then quickly turned back, picked up the book and sat back on the bed.

This country girl is really careless and...hateful.

Besides... Xu Muyu didn't read the book any further. How did she know that Aunt Liu would be gone in two days?

After Liu Ma laughed twice unintentionally while watching the variety show, she didn't dare to laugh anymore and kept eavesdropping on what was happening in the room.

Before I could hear anything, I saw Wan Chuncao coming out, then quickly going back in, and then coming out again.

"What are you doing?"

When Liu Ma saw Wan Chuncao coming over, she sat on the sofa and asked her, "Has Xiaoyu finished taking a bath?"

Wan Chuncao wiped the sweat off her face, held the clothes in her hands and said, "I forgot to take my clothes, so I went back to get them."

"He has finished his bath. He just finished. I can't come out until he finishes his bath. That's what you asked, Auntie. I can't just let him drown in the bathtub and come out by himself. That would be so heartless."

“It’s called a bathtub.”

Aunt Liu's face turned red and she said, "That's not what I meant. I meant, are you okay?"

Wan Chuncao was even more confused and asked, "What's the matter?"

Aunt Liu wanted to ask if Xu Muyu had given in to her? Would he let her bathe him? Was he willing to show his body to others?

The words turned into: "I mean, Xiaoyu's mobility problems didn't cause you any trouble, did they?"

Wan Chuncao thought she was going to ask something, and she said, "I wonder what? You're so nervous, what could have happened? How could he run away with a broken leg?"

Aunt Liu didn't believe it and asked again, "Xiao Yu is really not angry?"

Wan Chuncao thought for a moment and said, "No, why was he angry? He told me to get out, but the bathroom was so small that I couldn't even turn around. How could I roll on a wet floor? I just sat on a chair and gave him a bath."

Isn't this just being angry!

Aunt Liu felt sorry for Wan Chuncao, a stupid girl, who couldn't hear the curse words. She said, "I really thought Xiaoyu's temper had improved a lot over the years, but it turns out he's still the same."

Wan Chuncao understood something and was no longer in a hurry to take a bath. She threw her clothes on the sofa and went to Liu Ma's side, grabbed her arm, looked around, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong, aunt? He has a bad temper?"

She was in a gossipy manner. Liu Ma might have not gossiped with others for a long time, or she might have relaxed after watching variety shows. She lowered her voice and said, "Not only that, Xiao Yu's temper was thousands of times worse than it is now! In the past, let alone getting married, he would have smashed the whole house when he even heard the word 'marriage'!"

Wan Chuncao moved closer, her voice more gossipy: "When did it start? When his leg was broken?"

Aunt Liu said, "That was the time! He was not as easy to talk to as he is now! You haven't seen the scene. Even Mr. Xu couldn't control him! Xiao Yu said all kinds of nasty things at that time. He was so extreme!"

He beat and smashed things at home, and everything he saw was smashed to pieces. People around him couldn't get close to him at all, and he either drove them away or cursed at them.

When he goes crazy, he even tortures himself.

He is a madman who doesn't care about his life!

"When it was at its worst," Aunt Liu looked around and her voice couldn't be any quieter.

She whispered in Wan Chuncao's ear: "He almost killed someone by accident!"

After taking a shower, Wan Chuncao wiped her wet hair, threw the towel on the bedside, and lay down on the bed.

After getting into bed, she took out her broken phone and started browsing. She kept tapping the screen that was about to break, and it looked like she was chatting with someone.

Xu Muyu was still reading a book on the bed. When he saw her, she lay down with her cell phone in her hand without saying a word, and lay down next to him very naturally.

The action was so natural that it was hard to tell whether they had spent thousands of nights doing this naturally.

Xu Muyu put down the book uncomfortably and tried to move his body.

As soon as he moved his body, Wan Chuncao put away her phone, looked over and asked him: "Going to bed so early? Don't you want to read?"

She put her phone away, and then remembered that she had to entertain the master tomorrow, so she said, "That's fine. The master is coming tomorrow, and we have to get up early when we have guests at home."

She got up and enthusiastically threw away the book that Xu Muyu had only read a few pages of. She grabbed Xu Muyu's feet with one hand and dragged him down, making him lie flat on the bed.

After laying Xu Muyu flat on the bed, Wan Chuncao pressed him down and turned off the desk lamp. The two of them lay side by side on the bed and fell asleep very properly.

Just like normal sleep.

"Just like", that's right, "just like", Xu Muyu didn't want to sleep that much at all, and Wan Chuncao didn't seem like someone who went to bed early.

Sure enough, as she was lying there, Wan Chuncao turned over and used her strong calves to wrap around Xu Muyu's useless legs, which were like a dead tree, and clamped them at her end, forcing him to turn around and face her.

The two of them slept face to face, so close, so close that they looked like they were using the same pillow, so close that they looked like a real couple.

Xu Muyu struggled once, but failed to break free. She struggled again, and her breathing seemed to have become even.

Fell asleep!

She falls asleep shockingly fast!

She was wearing shorts and Xu Muyu was wearing long pants, so there was no direct skin contact between the two.

But Xu Muyu felt that even with a layer of pants between them, the temperature raised by the entangled bodies was still very hot, making people feel at a loss.

He doesn't like and is unwilling to be so close to people.

Xu Muyu struggled twice more, but still couldn't break free.

He struggled to the end, with some sweat on his forehead, and finally gave up. He resigned himself to his fate and lay down, letting her hold his disabled legs.

Yes, I am a piece of trash, and a pair of trash legs cannot be manipulated casually.

"Don't move. I'll hold it to warm your legs."

Wan Chuncao, who seemed to be asleep, suddenly spoke. She closed her eyes and said in the darkness, "You still have scars on your legs. I only scratched them for you when you pinched my legs and felt itchy."

Xu Muyu raised his eyes to look at her, and in the darkness he could only see her sleeping face. He couldn't see her open eyes, nor could he see what expression she had.

"open."

Even though she meant well, he was not used to this distance.

Wan Chuncao didn't have as many problems as him, so he fell asleep after lying down for a while. She said, "You are the one who has too many problems. You are the one who said you want to sleep, and you are the one who is looking for trouble. Are you going to sleep or not?"

He wants to sleep, but not like this.

He said, "Turn back."

Wan Chuncao was quite unhappy and said, "What difference does it make whether you turn or not? You will fall asleep if you close your eyes and lie down for a while."

After saying that, he even moved closer to Xu Muyu.

Xu Muyu supported himself on the bed and tried to step back.

Wan Chuncao didn't give way and moved closer.

Xu Muyu stepped back again.

He retreated repeatedly, which completely annoyed Wan Chuncao. With the help of the large amount of moonlight that poured into the room, she climbed up and no longer held his legs, but hugged him in her arms.

She pressed the head against her chest, wrapped her arms and legs around his entire body, and said angrily, "I have a 38D body, so it's already a bargain for you to lie down for me. If you keep talking nonsense, I'll strip you naked!"

Xu Muyu didn't dare to move, because if he moved again he would really touch something he shouldn't touch.

His face was buried in Wan Chuncao's chest at this moment!

When he opened his eyes, he could see her surging body; when he closed his eyes, he could smell the milky scent of cheap shower gel. It was difficult for Xu Muyu to describe his current situation. Apart from his whole face feeling hot, he dared not do anything. Even his breathing was so cautious, for fear that the exhaled air would reach places where it shouldn't reach.

It’s the first time in so many years that I’m so tightly nestled in someone’s arms. It’s like a candied haws stuffed into my mouth, sticking to the back of my mouth and I can’t spit it out or swallow it. I can only feel the whole process.

Guan Chuncao told Xu Muyu to just lie down for a while and he would fall asleep, and she fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

The speed of falling asleep can be described as seconds.

Less than two minutes.

Xu Muyu opened his eyes stiffly and struggled, but it was useless.

He moved again, but it was useless and he was held even tighter.

Her hand, her hand was still touching his thigh!

Xu Muyu became even stiffer until the hand passed through his thigh, lifted up his trouser leg, and began to gently tickle his calf.

He jerked his head up from her chest.

When I saw that she was really asleep, I realized that she was scratching her hands subconsciously.

After looking at it for a while, he felt it didn't look fake, so he could only lower his head.

When I lowered my head, I could still see her good figure.

Helpless, I could only close my eyes.

Xu Muyu did not sleep well. Everything tonight was more unfamiliar than any previous night.

There is a large patch of moonlight pouring in from the window, and a slight breeze blowing in. What I hear in my ears is not the rustling sound of bamboo leaves that occurs all day and all night, but only the sound of my even breathing.

All these things told him that his life had changed.