This was a rare, purposeful physical contact between the two since they had known each other. They had touched each other several times during the consultation, but it was a simple doctor-patient relationship, and both of them were focused. But this time, when the cool warmth from Mu Xingzhi's fingertips passed through Su Qingluan's own fingertips, Su Qingluan felt a little uncomfortable.

Although she wasn't panicking yet, she didn't know where to put her hands and feet, so she wanted to break free.

However, the strength in Mu Xingzhi's hand was much greater than Su Qingluan had imagined. Su Qingluan tried to pull her hand out casually, but failed.

"What are you doing?" Although the anger had been somewhat diluted by this unexpected action, Su Qingluan's tone was still a little angry, "Let go."

This time, Mu Xingzhi obediently let Su Qingluan pull her hand away, and resumed his usual gentle and carefree smile. However, unlike his original delicate face, his true appearance, with its slightly upturned peach blossom eyes, had the effect of looking at a wooden stake with affection.

"Don't worry, I've said before that although Song Bo is the only one in my yard on the surface, there are actually quite a few people."

Su Qingluan's eyes suddenly lit up, but remembering that she was still "angry", she could only hold it back. However, her eyes couldn't help but darting around, especially glancing towards the beams.

Mu Xingzhi couldn't help laughing: "No matter what, they won't be in my bedroom."

...That's right, Su Qingluan realized: What's more, there is a toilet in this room. If there really is someone on the beam, then wouldn't... everyone be seen?

Looking at the expression of the girl opposite him, which changed from realization to wonder, Mu Xingzhi intuitively felt that Su Qingluan's thoughts must have gone astray as usual, but his long experience told him: Don't ask.

So he continued with his original words: "So even if there are one or two drunkards who don't know their limits, they will just 'pass out' outside the door." Mu Xingzhi said with a hint of meaning.

Su Qingluan nodded and breathed a sigh of relief: she was too anxious for a moment and actually forgot such a crucial matter. She was really "too worried to care".

Su Qingluan felt relieved immediately as her heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally settled down in four words: "Blue-faced men are the root of all trouble." She now had the leisure to study Mu Xingzhi's expression, gasping in amazement as she watched.

Mu Xingzhi tilted his head slightly: "Thank you for the compliment, but Qingluan doesn't seem to have been affected by the 'calamity'."

Of course, there was a moment of amazement in Su Qingluan's eyes, and even though that momentary experience has disappeared, there is still unconcealed admiration.

But Mu Xingzhi had seen too many truly "obsessed" eyes, so he understood that Su Qingluan's eyes were like seeing a beautiful picture or a beautiful scenery. She appreciated his appearance but was not obsessed with it.

Su Qingluan thought to herself that information was so developed in my previous life. Since the advent of video recording, so many handsome men and beautiful women from ancient and modern times, both at home and abroad, would have been crammed into the small screen and presented to everyone, with all kinds of types and styles for everyone to choose from.

What's more, even if you want to meet the handsome men and beautiful women in the entertainment industry face to face, there are offline concerts and meet-and-greets, not to mention those eye-catching internet celebrities...

All in all, after the beauties flooded the screen in the information flow, Mu Xingzhi's face was able to cause Su Qingluan to be instantly amazed and admired for a long time, which shows that it is very lethal.

However, it is actually quite difficult to make a modern person who has "seen all kinds of beauties" reach the level of "obsession" with beauties.

Su Qingluan turned her gaze to Mu Xingzhi's face again: "What a pity, this face has to be covered up in vain."

"Does Qingluan have any other plans?" Mu Xingzhi asked with a smile - although he knew that the answer to this question would definitely surprise him.

Su Qingluan nodded. "Our 'Su Ji' targets mostly female customers. If we put your beautiful face on the table, or even use it to sell goods, even if it's just for a glimpse of your beauty, our sales will be greatly guaranteed... It's a pity..."

It's a pity that this guy hasn't restored his true identity yet. On the day he restores his true identity, the identity "Mu Xingzhi" will most likely disappear, which makes Su Qingluan very regretful.

Mu Xingzhi: ...As expected, this way of thinking is very different from that of ordinary people.

Su Qingluan came back to her senses and noticed that Mu Xingzhi was looking at her with a somewhat subtle look, so she quickly tried to make amends: "This...I only said that because you look pretty, and besides, 'Su Ji' is now our common property. If the business is booming, won't you also benefit from it?"

Mu Xing was stunned: "What common property?"

Su Qingluan slapped her forehead, thinking that this wasn't her previous life, and there was no such thing as joint property between husband and wife in the law. So she said, "Although our marriage is fake, it is real to outsiders. It's the so-called 'husband and wife are one body'."

Mu Xingzhi didn't even know where he got the identity certificate of "Mu Xingzhi". He passed the marriage certificate to the village head and the county government, which was considered a legal marriage certificate, even with a stamp.

Although he knew that Su Qingluan wasn't telling the truth, Mu Xingzhi still smiled playfully and said, "I didn't expect Qingluan to get into the role so quickly?"

"Doing the whole act is called professionalism." Su Qingluan put her hands on her hips, looking a little proud.

Mu Xingzhi laughed: "Then we should change the way we address each other, right?"

There was a hint of ambiguity in these words, but they were mostly meant as a joke. Su Qingluan usually addressed Mu Xingzhi as "Mr. Mu" in the presence of outsiders, just to "follow the crowd." Although they could address each other by name in private, it was usually between the two of them, so they would address each other as "you" and "I." She rarely addressed Mu Xingzhi by name.

What's more, calling him "Xingzhi" directly doesn't count as "changing the name", it's just the same as usual.

Su Qingluan understood that the bad side of this guy's character was beginning to show up again, but she didn't want to let the initiative fall into the hands of the man opposite her - after all, sometimes she was still very rebellious.

She then gritted her teeth and said, "Is that just how wives address their husbands in ordinary families?"

Mu Xingzhi nodded, and then he heard Su Qingluan calling him with a smile: "Old man!"

The man was stunned for a moment, then laughed. "It's indeed 'normal', but I consider myself still young. I shouldn't be called 'good', right?"

Su Qingluan nodded in understanding: "Then I'll change my name... Dead Ghost~"

Mu Xingzhi's smile was a bit helpless now: "Okay, okay, it's my fault. I shouldn't have teased you like this."

Su Qingluan gave him a look that said, "You're smart."

Mu Xingzhi looked at the burning red candle and turned to Su Qingluan: "It's getting late, we should get settled."

This one sentence made Su Qingluan's body, which had just relaxed, tense up again.