Chapter 15
Mu Qingliu had not conducted his live broadcast for several days. Song Yin's official marriage had injected a little vitality into his rigid mind.
Dressing the exquisite porcelain doll suddenly seemed a little unattractive.
Mu Qingliu knew that it was extremely difficult for him to maintain all his interests for a long time, and most of the time they were closed.
There were also some things that he learned on a whim, but he would throw them aside in boredom after two or three days.
Mu Qingliu now had an unprecedented strong interest in Song Yin, so naturally his interest in playing with the porcelain doll decreased sharply.
Unfortunately, Song Yin's situation has not been figured out yet. In addition, this is the first time that Mr. Mu has shown his affection for a living person. He thinks it is better to continue his previous hobby and reduce some of the excitement from his heart.
The female fans who are waiting for the bird-beak masked man to return to the live broadcast room are crazy. As soon as Mu Qingliu showed up in the basement.
The barrage almost dominated the entire screen.
[Ahhhh~ My husband is back from traveling around the world~ I really miss him so much, the family really can't miss him less! ! ]
[I admit that I do have a disease of defects, and you will go crazy if you have defects! ! ]
[What? ! What? ! It seems like there was an earthquake just now? No, no, it turns out that after I saw my husband, my heart was even more moved! 】
【Many people praise me for my sweet mouth, that's because my heart is sweet when I see my husband~】
As usual, Mu Qingliu did not reply to any messages in the comment area, but wore a high-quality shirt with silk inlaid with silver thread, took out two cuffs from the table, rolled up his sleeves and elegantly put them on the three fingers of his elbow.
Both noble and stylish.
The barrage was another wave of flattery like a storm.
Mu Qingliu looked at these flattery embedded in the monitor, which was flat, deliberate, crazy and chaotic.
A thought flashed silently in his heart.
Song Yin's bubble of complaints seemed to be more vivid and stimulating.
Mu Qingliu took out a white porcelain doll covered with red jade lilies from the display cabinet next to him, and skillfully took out a feather fabric with white crane patterns embroidered with gold thread.
The barrage was immediately impressed by the gorgeous workmanship and delicate embroidery, and kept asking how to buy a life-size feather fabric of the same style and material.
As everyone knows, there are a lot of wealthy people in the doll circle, and there are also many rich ladies and rich ladies gathered in the live broadcast room.
Many people fell in love with the bird-masked man at first sight, and they swiped rockets to the live broadcast room.
However, I don’t know what settings the bird-masked man used here, and all rewards are not accepted.
He never collects money because he is not short of money, and he never communicates with the audience of the barrage because there is no need to communicate.
Mu Qingliu only needs the stimulation of freshness at all times, whether it is the touch of his fingertips, the rich smell of his nose, or even one or two curses that pop up within his field of vision, they are all what he desires.
No one understands why he succeeded, just like no one understands what an omnipotent rich man really needs to prove.
No one understands his loneliness, just like it is unreasonable for people to think that having money will make them happy.
What Mu Qingliu pursued has long since escaped from the seven emotions and six desires pursued by ordinary mortals. He just wants to find the true meaning of his own life, which allows him to continue living and no longer feel bored all the time.
He may be sick.
Mu Qingliu took out a small leather belly band. This SM-style doll clothes appeared in the live broadcast room for the first time.
Ignore the waves of woodchuck screams in the barrage.
His fingers were clever and steady, and he delicately put the deerskin straps on the new porcelain doll.
The slender limbs, tied with pure black leather belts, show a sharp contrast of weakness and sadism.
In his carefully maintained slender fingers, every button as small as a silver needle and every tie as thin as a hair can be accurately buckled or tied into a very symmetrical fancy bow. After
the body of the porcelain doll is tied up like a precious and exquisite gift by the crisscrossing leather belts, Mu Qingliu's hands finally slowly put the feather fabric on the fragile arms of the porcelain doll.
It is like putting a layer of vague fig leaf on the extreme beauty, making the enchanting figure reveal an even more fascinating sin.
Mu Qingliu placed the bone china doll between the fixed wooden stools.
The bullet screen in the live broadcast room once again directly reached an unprecedented impact.
The hard leather belt and the exquisite feather fabric collided, overlapped, and collided again, finally making the snow-skinned doll show a sexy tension.
Half an hour of relaxation time ended, and Mu Qingliu was about to turn off the live broadcast equipment on time.
However, at the peak of the audience's climax today, he stroked his bird-beak mask.
[Fuck! ! Fuck! ! Is my husband going to take off the mask? ! ! Help! ]
[Ten thousand people wrote in blood, begging my husband to show his handsome face for me to lick! ! ]
The next second.
Mu Qingliu turned back and forth between his five fingers, and a ring that seemed to be worth a lot of money appeared out of thin air.
Then, with a symbolic declaration, in full view of the public, he put on the ring finger of his right hand.
[......]
[!!!!!]
[Husband, you are getting married!!! How could you get married without saying anything! I am going to die!!!]
Mu Qingliu completely turned off the camera and took off the ring on his right finger.
He replaced it with his real wedding ring.
The human flesh search on the Internet is too powerful after all.
He is just playing with the doll for a while, but he has no intention of treating it as a lifelong hobby.
Thinking of a lifelong hobby, he can't help but think of the little vegetable he just married home.
Mu Qingliu thought about it for a second. Someone in the live broadcast room cursed him as a freak and a pervert.
When he thought about the fact that he was attracted to Song Yin, a living person, Mu Qingliu was very sure that he was absolutely normal.
I took the indoor elevator and went up one level from the basement.
The experts who were taking care of Song Yin came over without stopping to report the good news. They said that for some unknown reason, Mr. Song's swallowing function had miraculously recovered.
Mu Qingliu tilted his head and asked, "Why is it so sudden?"
One of the experts was responsible for testing Song Yin's physical indicators every day. He reported the details to the president while walking.
Generally, the cerebral hemispheres and functions of vegetative patients are damaged, but the brain stem function is relatively preserved, so they can swallow independently.
Logically speaking, Song Yin's body is completely healthy, and the functions of the entire brain tissue are perfect. He should not be called a vegetative patient.
Mu Qingliu smiled when he heard this, "Could he be the real version of Sleeping Beauty?"
"No, there is an essential difference between the two," the expert also joked at the right time, "Sleeping Beauty doesn't need to eat, but Mr. Song must eat."
A group of people walked to the treatment room reserved for Song Yin, and saw that Song Yin's bed was adjusted to a suitable angle. At this moment, he was actively holding a silver spoon with meat soup in his mouth, slowly swallowing a small amount of muddy food.
Countless bubbles were floating in the room, all talking without exception.
[Is this the taste of meat~] [Is this the taste of meat~]
[Oh my God, I can still taste meat in my lifetime! ]
[Long live! ]
[Only if you eat meat every day, you will never feel empty! ]
[Give the baby two more bites~ Godfather~]
It seems that the person is awake.
The expert said, "According to Mr. Song's previous nurse, Miss Zhang, when she was feeding Mr. Song through the nose, she found that Mr. Song had a certain swallowing ability. But she told Mr. Song's family about this, and I don't know why no one paid attention to her."
Mu Qingliu could probably guess that Song Yin's situation in the Song family must be very difficult.
It's not that he is such a kind-hearted person who is easy to empathize, but the two of them are now in a husband-wife relationship, and he certainly has the responsibility and obligation to take care of Song Yin.
Correspondingly, Song Yin's existence also brought him a new experience to a certain extent.
Mu Qingliu walked in front of Song Yin, and the nurse who was feeding Song Yin meat soup stopped and took the initiative to make way.
Song Yin immediately said: [Give the baby a few more bites, the baby is still very hungry! ]
The expert and nurse who just saw the bubble were extremely shocked.
However, they signed a confidentiality agreement with Mu Qingliu and would not easily disclose anything they saw in the Mu family.
The nurse who took care of Song Yin before was a female nurse, and this one is also now.
He mistakenly thought that this woman was that woman.
He was talking nonsense in his heart.
[Sister, my good sister, please give me another bite of meat, the child has just started eating, I can't help it~]
[Sister, sister, please sit down, sister, sister, please feed me. ]
Mu Qingliu was probably the only one in the room who didn't laugh.
Mu Qingliu claimed to be a successful person who was praised by Song Yin with countless bubble frames.
For example: [Mu Qingliu is handsome and rich as the protagonist except that he is not the protagonist. ]
Another example: [Mu Qingliu is more mature, rational, emotionally stable, and has perfect wisdom and amazing physique. 】
For example: [Why is this room so hot? My balls are itchy! Someone come and give me a rub, I will definitely repay evil with kindness for the rest of my life. 】
Mu Qingliu has not yet spent time with the little plant and had in-depth exchanges with it.
It seems that he is a completely optimistic person with a rich heart, and he will follow you if you give him a little benefit.
So Mu Qingliu whispered in Song Yinwen's ear, which was motionless, "You are quite good at calling a little girl. Whoever gives you a good thing is your sister?"
Song Yinwen was shocked when he heard this, [Who is this? ! ! Why does this voice sound so familiar ! ! 】
It turns out that he still has some memory.
Mu Qingliu said, "I am Mu Qingliu."
From today on, I am your legitimate husband.
Song Yin's heart was roaring: [Mu Qingliu? ? Mu Qingliu!! Mu Qingliu is the pervert in the book!!! Go away! Stay away from me! ]
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