Chapter 1299: Minglian Officer's Mushroom Cool (10)
I don't know if it's the effect of the medicine, Sikong Yunmo fell asleep before she got out of the shower.
Sikong Yunmo, who came out wearing white silk pajamas, was stunned when he saw Ling Wuzhi kicking the quilt aside, can he move so quickly?
seemed to be answering Sikong Yunmo's thoughts, and Ling Wuyi turned over.
was stunned for a while, then couldn't help but chuckle.
looked at Ling Wuzhi with the same eyes as his naughty pet, then walked over to cover her with the quilt.
Lie down beside Ling Wuzhi and put her in his arms.
There is a feeling of a pillow, it seems not bad!
Just now when he was making medicine, he went to hug his wax baby figurines. They were hard and cold, and they were not comfortable at all.
It's not like when I was holding Lingwu, it was soft and warm, very comfortable!
rubbed the top of Ling Wuzhi's head with his chin, Sikong Yunmo closed his eyes and fell asleep with a smile on his lips
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The first thing Ling Wuyi did when he woke up was to step on his feet to see if he could move.
After finding that he could move freely, Ling Wuyi really wanted to get up from the bed, but he was hugged tightly by Sikong Yunmo, and he couldn't get up at all.
Eyeballs moved, Ling Wuzhi secretly stretched out the manual quilt, and then moved his fingers.
Ugh It really doesn't feel good to be in a vegetative state. Now that my hands and feet have regained strength, it's not too cool!
"Hmm woke up?" Sikong Yunmo's voice came from behind, causing Ling Wuzhi to stop.
turned over and smiled and looked at Sikong Yunmo: "I can move!"
Sikong Yunmo squeezed Ling Wuzhi's nose and said, "You were able to move last night, and you even kicked the quilt!"
"Huh? I don't know" Ling Wuzhi scratched his head.
Looking at the sunlight shining in through the curtains, Ling Wuyi got up from the bed and said, "I'm so hungry Why don't you go down for breakfast?"
Sikong Yunmo nodded, got up from the bed and wanted to take Ling Wuzhi to the bathroom. Ling Wu Wee got out of bed before he could move, and then stepped on the carpet with bare feet.
"Let's wash up together!" Ling Wuyi grinned at him.
Sikong Yunmo paused, nodded, walked to Ling Wuzhi's side, and took her hand to the bathroom.
The two stood in front of the washbasin and washed together, looking at each other from time to time.
After washing up, Sikong Yunmo chose clothes for Ling Wuzhi.
Yesterday, Sikong Yunmo wanted Ling Wuzhi to wear a foreign dress, but when choosing a place to wear, he chose a long white cheongsam for her.
I personally put on Ling Wuzhi, and put on her head and make-up like yesterday.
Today's hairstyle and makeup have changed again. Compared with yesterday's bright and moving, today's is more elegant.
Sikong Yunmo really enjoys the process of dressing up Ling Wuwei and the sense of accomplishment.
Just dressed up, Sikong Yunmo is already thinking about how to dress up Ling Wuzhi tomorrow...
Ling Wuzhi is really hungry, where is breakfast at this time, it is already lunch!
stood up from the chair, took Sikong Yunmo's hand and walked outside.
Sikong Yunmo also let Ling Wuzhi pull and followed her.
Going down from the fourth floor, Ling Wuzhi went directly to the restaurant, and then, without being polite, raised his voice and asked the kitchen to eat.
The servant saw Sikong Yunmo's doting face full of smiles and didn't say anything, and hurriedly went to the kitchen to give instructions.
Originally, Sikong Yunmo planned to take Ling Wuzhi out to play after lunch, but he was not as busy as Ling Wuzhi imagined.
Although he did not hold an official or a half position in the government, he actually needed to help Sikongyuan handle a lot of things.
Under normal circumstances, Sikong Yunmo makes his living wax figures at night, sleeps in the second half of the night and in the morning, and needs to help Sikong Yuan with some things in the afternoon.
Yesterday afternoon, it happened that Sikong Yuan didn’t assign him a task. Sikong Yunmo has a lot of things to deal with this afternoon.
So, Ling Wuyi became a very qualified vase and stayed by Sikong Yunmo's side.
She didn't take the initiative to talk to him, so that he could handle things calmly. When Sikong Yunmo spoke to her, she responded that she was there.
When she was bored, Ling Wuzhi lay on the sofa and let Sikong Yunmo's thighs be used as a pillow to sleep.
I can't help it, it's too boring, and there are no mobile phones or TV sets in this world, so she can't read those books.
Sleep for a while, wake up for a while, the afternoon time passed pretty fast.
Sikong Yunmo is very serious when dealing with documents, and the whole person also looks very attractive.
Just when he looked down at Ling Wuzhi, a smile appeared on his face unconsciously.
They stayed in the living room, and this state of thinking gave the servants in the Commander-in-Chief's house an illusion-their young master was ill? Stop making those scary living wax figures? And a girl you like?
However, later facts proved that Sikong Yunmo was not good. He really likes Ling Wu Wee, but it's not the kind of liking that ordinary people think—
When Sikongyuan came back in the evening, the father and son went to the study to talk. Since it was a conversation that no one else could hear, Sikong Yunmo did not let Ling Wuwe go to the study with him.
Ling Wuzhi was fine, so he went to the kitchen.
Looking at the ready-made chicken legs, Ling Wuzhi couldn't help but ask the cook, "Can I have one?"
How dare the chef say no? Of course he nodded and said, "Miss, please."
Ling Wuyi smiled and washed his hands, then picked up a chicken leg and stood in the kitchen to eat it.
Sikong Yunmo was stunned when he came down from Sikongyuan's study and didn't see Ling Wuzhi, and only when he asked the servant he knew that Ling Wuzhi was actually in the kitchen.
went to the door of the kitchen to look, and saw Ling Wuzhi nibbling on chicken thighs, while happily watching the cooks prepare dinner.
Sikong Yunmo tilted his head, put his hands around his chest, leaned against the kitchen door with interest and looked at Ling Wuzhi: "Are you good at cooking?"
Hearing Sikong Yunmo's voice, Ling Wuzhi turned around.
Seeing him at the door, he trotted over: "Are you done? I'm hungry, so I came to the kitchen to find something to eat."
Sikong Yunmo saw that Ling Wuwei's mouth was full of greasy food, so he took out a white handkerchief from his trouser pocket and wiped her mouth: "Are you good at cooking?"
Because Ling Wuyi didn't answer his question just now, Sikong Yunmo asked her again.
Ling Wuwei actually wanted to nod, but Su Yiling didn't know how to cook.
The office could only shake his head and smiled at Sikong Yunmo: "I can eat it!"
Sikong Yunmo burst out laughing, his shoulders could not help shaking: "I'll make it for you another day." He said.
"So Yunmo, you can still cook, you know a lot!" Ling Wuzhi threw away the chicken thigh bone in his hand, then nodded and said, "Okay."
Sikong Yunmo scratched Ling Wuzhi's nose, wiped her hands clean with a handkerchief, and then went to the restaurant with his arms around her shoulders.