Their eyes met.
Meng Xuxin: ...
Aren’t we overseas? Who is that person leaning against the bed?!
Wuwang: “…”
He set up a soundproofing ban...
It isolates the sounds inside the house as well as the sounds outside.
Meng Xuxin looked at his younger brother who had been away from home for more than half a year.
I haven't said anything yet...
"Ah! Third Young Master, you're back! I'll go call the head of the family and his wife right away."
The nanny outside the door called out first.
"Bang!"
Aunt Zhang ruthlessly threw the cleaning tools aside and ran down the stairs with a smile on her face, as fast as if she was going to redeem a million-dollar prize.
Wuwang, "Aunt Zhang——"
The nanny has gone far away.
"Why didn't you tell us you were home? Mom would be so happy to see you back. You don't want to be a rich young master, but you have to go out and suffer!"
Meng Xuxin was surprised and delighted to see Wuwang.
She looked it over carefully.
Suddenly he saw Wuwang's arm was stabbed by a sharp weapon, and he didn't care even though his sleeve was soaked with blood.
The back of his right hand was still burnt black.
"How did you get hurt?"
Meng Xuxin asked anxiously.
While calling the servant to bring the medicine box, he quickly walked to Wuwang's bed.
Just then.
Beside Wuwang's legs, Chi Jiujiu, covered by the quilt, moved her arms and reached out to hug Wuwang's half-lying, bent thighs.
Wuwang's calm expression changed slightly.
"Sister, go out first, I'm fine."
Wuwang's voice carried an irresistible force, and Meng Xuxin felt compelled to obey. However, because she was worried about her brother, she did not leave immediately.
"What do you mean nothing?"
Meng Xuxin frowned.
“Hmm…”
Chi Jiujiu, who was under the quilt, made a slight sound because of her breathing difficulty.
"You're hiding a cat?"
Meng Xuxin looked at the slightly bulging quilt and asked in disbelief.
Meng Mu was allergic to cat hair.
The Meng family has never had a cat, but she seemed to have heard a faint cat meow just now?
Wuwang remained calm.
He reached into the quilt and gently covered Chi Jiujiu's mouth with his fingers.
At the same time, he used his spiritual sense to control the fresh air flow into the quilt, allowing her to breathe smoothly.
"Well, sister, you go out first, just give me the medicine box."
"Miss."
The servant stood outside the door carrying a medicine box.
Meng Xuxin saw Wuwang's tough attitude.
She had no choice but to put the medicine box away and turned to leave, but she bumped into Meng's father and mother who were rushing over.
"Xiaodong...you're finally home."
Mrs. Meng showed a familiar figure from the half-open door, and hurriedly pulled the head of the Meng family, who had just returned from the Gong family's wedding banquet, into the house.
"Mom, the third child brought the cat back. I'll get you a mask first."
Seeing this, Meng Xuxin simply decided not to leave.
She continued walking back to the bed, opened the medicine box, took out one of the masks, opened it and handed it to Meng's mother.
"You know you're back?"
When the head of the Meng family saw his youngest son's bald head and then looked at his injured arm, he became annoyed for a moment.
"dad."
"mom."
After Wuwang called out to the head of the Meng family and Madam Meng, he began to pretend to be silent.
In the Meng family, Mother Meng loved her youngest son the most.
As soon as she put on the mask, she poked the Meng family head's arm and said, "Old Meng, why don't you bandage your son quickly?"
Wuwang was wearing a black robe and his wound did not look serious. His other burned hand was under the quilt and was not seen by the two people who had just entered.
Meng Mu was not overly worried.
After all, this kid always came back injured when he went to school.
"Don't move, I'll cut off your outer shirt first." The head of the Meng family took the scissors and cut the cloth at the wound.
"Xiao Xin, please change the scissors."
The head of the Meng family couldn't cut the hair, so he ordered Meng Xuxin to go out and get a sharper pair of scissors.
Madam Meng, "Xiaodong, where have you been for the past six months?
At Zhou Sheng's birthday party, you left a letter and ran away from home. Do you know how worried we were about you?
Wuwang, "I'm abroad."
The head of the Meng family stared at Wuwang's expression with a burning gaze, "Now that you're back, don't even think about leaving. If you don't want to inherit the Meng family, I won't force you."
Wuwang said calmly to Patriarch Meng, "I just returned from a trip to Xia Country today, and will be returning with Master tomorrow."
Meng Xuxin walked in with a new pair of scissors.
"Dad, here."
With the cooperation of Wuwang's divine power, the head of the Meng family began to skillfully deal with his youngest son's arm that was pierced by the divine weapon.
Cut the cloth, clean, disinfect and bandage.
Five minutes passed.
"Okay, I'm too lazy to ask you how you got injured. Be careful next time."
Wuwang waited patiently for the Meng family head to make a move, "Dad, you guys go out first, I want to... change my clothes."
"good!"
However, just as the three of them turned around, Chi Jiujiu in the quilt finally couldn't hold it back anymore.
It's hot!
Unintentionally high body temperature.
Although she was asleep, the pillow was too warm.
"snort......."
She unconsciously reached out to lift the white quilt and pulled away the hand that was covering her mouth.
"Hmm...what's that sound?"
The three people who had just turned around looked back at the same time, and then their eyes widened.
A woman wearing a thin suspender nightgown was hanging by Wuwang's legs. She was sleeping with her hands hugging his thighs as a pillow.
Her little face was abnormally red and her forehead was covered in sweat.
Her long hair was disheveled and her lips were slightly swollen.
Isn’t this Miss Gong at the wedding?
Wuwang instantly covered Chi Jiujiu's body with his robe.
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