This answer may be enough to fool a two-year-old baby, but I guess it won’t be believed by anyone over five years old.
However, Mu Shicang did not expose it. He suddenly found it quite interesting. He had gotten the person in his hands just to carry out his future plans. Putting him in the house would at most be a decoration, and a decoration that would make people feel bad when seeing it.
But now he discovered that this ornament was not an empty shell, but contained some interesting things. He was like a child who had discovered a secret base where treasures were hidden. He wanted to dig for the treasure with anticipation and excitement.
But "Treasure" wasn't very cooperative. When he turned to look at her with an ambiguous look that was full of interest and could even be misunderstood, she backed away with an expression as if she had stepped on shit: "Mu Shicang, don't look at me like that. We're not in an idol drama. I'm not special at all. Don't ever say things like 'Woman, you've successfully aroused my interest' to me. I'm afraid I'll vomit to death."
After saying that, she took a few steps back with a look of disgust, then turned around and ran away. Mu Shicang was a little stunned looking at her back. He pushed his glasses thoughtfully and thought: How does she know what I am going to say?
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That night, Mu Shicang stayed at the Mu family's main house, a white two-story building. There were not many rooms, but it was enough for two people to sleep in separate rooms. However, Mu Shicang insisted on sharing a room with Yang Shushu.
At this moment, Yang Shushu was holding a weapon - a pillow - in her hand. She stood on the bed and looked at Mu Shicang threateningly: "Don't come over here. If you come over again, I will kill you."
Ever since she accepted the pillow hand handed to her by Mu Shicang during the day, Yang Shushu has slowly let herself go. Her original hot-tempered personality has begun to show, especially her ability to act both physically and verbally.
Mu Shicang actually still had doubts in his heart. A person's personality was hidden too successfully, as if he had become a different person. However, he could not find any evidence that Yang Shushu was lying. She was still the same person and had not changed. She had been under his control since the moment she married him. Moreover, he had already investigated clearly that Yang Shushu did not have a twin sister at all, so it was impossible even if she was switched.
This is real life, not a martial arts movie or a mythological film. How could someone who looks exactly like me just appear out of nowhere? A disguise?
After thinking about various possibilities, Mu Shicang finally gave up and accepted the fact that Yang Shushu had only been hiding herself before.
At this time, Yang Shushu, who was no longer hiding, fired at him like a small cannon.
"Mu Shicang, are you sick? We've been married for a year, and I haven't even touched a hair on your head. Do you really want to ruin my whole life today?"
"..." Is there something wrong with this statement? It's the other way around.
"Mu Shicang, don't think that just because you're wearing human skin, I don't know you're a wolf. I'm not interested in humans or animals."
"..." Why does this sound so obscene?
"Mu Shicang, have you been coveting my beauty for a long time?"
"..." Yang Shushu's sudden change in style was unbearable to watch.
Mu Shicang picked up a pillow from the floor and threw it onto the lazybones in the bedroom: "You're overthinking it. I just don't want others to see us sleeping in separate rooms."
After saying that, he threw himself into the lazy bone, turned his back to Yang Shushu and fell asleep.
Yang Shushu stood on the bed and looked at him for a long time. Gradually, she heard the sound of his even breathing. Only then did she believe that he was really asleep. Then she slowly let down her guard and slowly sat down on the bed.
She hugged the pillow and stared at Mu Shicang's back, her brows tightly furrowed, as if she had a high-level math problem in front of her that she hadn't been able to solve for a week, and she couldn't find a clue no matter how hard she racked her brains.
For example, if Mu Shicang doesn’t like Yang Shushu, why should he get married?
For example, Yang Shushu eloped with someone, so why didn’t he divorce her?
For example, what was the hatred that emerged from time to time?
Yang Shushu squeezed the quilt tightly: Yang Shushu, what other stories are there behind you that you haven't told me? Besides your first love, Bai Yueguang, what else is there?
However, the remaining emotions of the original body were getting weaker and weaker. In the past, she could still feel sad and uncomfortable when Bai Yueguang was mentioned, but now she almost felt nothing, as if that Yang Shushu had really let go of everything in this life and no longer had any attachment to it.
Her body had not recovered yet, and she had been in a cockfighting state all day. Yang Shushu was also a little tired. She glanced at Mu Shicang who was lying on the lazy bone again, thought for a while, and got into the quilt. He hadn't touched her for a year, and he probably wouldn't touch her now.
Yang Shushu fell asleep not long after she fell down. At this time, the person on the lazy bone moved and slowly sat up. There was only one bedside lamp on the room, which just happened to be reflected on Yang Shushu's face.
When quiet, this face was no different from before, but when the eyes were opened, those eyes were like a ball of fire. Mu Shicang was shocked to find that he could not remember what Yang Shushu's eyes looked like before, as if these two balls of fire had directly burned away his previous memories.
He stood up from the lazy bones. With his height, sleeping on the lazy bones was really difficult, so he didn't intend to embarrass himself.
So he put the pillow on the bed and fell on it.
This time, Mu Shicang also fell asleep quickly, with the faint sweet smell of milk in his nose, like a sleep-inducing fragrance.
That night, Mu Shicang did not suffer from the nightmare that came almost every night. From that day on, that nightmare had accompanied him almost as he grew up. When he finally overcame the nightmare, this place became a forbidden place. Every time he fell asleep here, he would fall into that terrible nightmare again.
But today he was unexpectedly deep in thought, and the nightmare did not come to him. When he woke up in the morning, he was even a little confused, until -
"Why the hell are you on my bed? Get out of here." Following an angry roar, Mu Shicang felt a pain in his lower back and then he rolled off the bed. It was only then that he was completely awake.
Mu Shicang rolled to the ground and stood up by holding the edge of the bed with his hands on his waist. He was not wearing glasses, revealing his perfectly shaped eyes. Without the blocking of lenses, the peach blossoms in his eyes were extremely lethal. Yang Shushu felt that she was attacked by beauty early in the morning.
She felt this was a malicious attack, so her attitude became even worse: "What are you looking at? I'll kill you if you look at the lot again."
Mu Shicang sat down on the edge of the bed, suddenly reaching out his hand and brushing it against her cheek. He withdrew it as soon as he touched her, leaving her no time to push him away. The corners of his mouth curved, and his peach blossom eyes blossomed. "Shushu, you're blushing, what's wrong?"
In Yang Shushu's eyes, this person was like a psychopath. He was gentle as water when he smiled, but his expression could change in an instant.
So, what she saw right in front of her was the precursor to Mu Shicang's illness. She quickly took a step back: "Mu Shicang, let me warn you first, if you dare to pinch my neck again, I will sue you for malicious injury."
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