Chapter 882

Finally, Gu youyou left them for lunch, but a Shu refused, "there's something else to do at the restaurant. Another day."

Gu youYou can't force him to stay. He lets Muyang push Ashu away. Naturally, he feels sorry for the rapid development of the relationship between Ashu and Muyang. He thinks of himself and mu Lingtian and puts his water cup on the table.

When hot water cools down, it turns into warm water, which is different from cold water.

Gu youyou comforted himself in this way.

If nothing happened to lie in bed, the heart of the restlessness is difficult to eliminate, tossed for a while, do not know when to sleep in the past.

When mu Lingtian came back, he had heard from the nanny that there was a visitor. When he learned that it was a Shu and Mu Yang, his nervousness subsided and he went upstairs quietly. Mu Lingtian's steps stayed in front of his small guest room.

All sounds in the corridor are quiet. The wind that occasionally rubs my ears carries a trace of heat, and raises mu Lingtian's hair in front of his forehead to his ear.

Driven by his forbearance for a long time, mu Lingtian held his breath, turned and walked towards his room. Now Gu youyou lives there. It seems that he hasn't been back for a long time.

Gu youyou has fallen asleep on her side in a disordered bed. Since she became pregnant, her drowsiness has become more and more serious day by day. No matter how long she sleeps at night, she can't wake up during the day.

A sky blue blanket was hanging on his body at random, and the graceful figure of a light Nightgown was sketched in front of his eyes. A little closer, he could even see the delicate skin on her face, the delicate white villi, and the eyelashes flashing twice.

The sun is bright and the sky is green.

As soon as Gu youyou wakes up, it's already in the afternoon, and lunch time is over. However, this situation obviously happens frequently. Every time, the kitchen will open a small stove for her.

The food in her stomach is almost digested. Gu youyou gets out of bed hungry and is ready to go foraging. When she retracts her legs, she sees a lump of light brown lying at the end of the bed. This is her sweater. It should be in the cupboard at the moment, but it appears on her own bed, to be exact, her feet.

The temperature in the room has also changed significantly. There is a number on the display of the air conditioner, 25, which is really 5 degrees higher.

For a moment, she was a little stunned. She didn't have to think about who would come into this room to do these things when she was sleeping.

Recently, mu Lingtian's attitude puzzled her. Sometimes she felt that the man's world was very small, and she was the only woman left. Sometimes, she felt that this person was very cold, like she was hissing at her thousands of miles away.

This makes her heart hard to gradually melt the ice began to gradually freeze.

The study of Mu family is quite different from that of Gu family, which is more European and brighter.

Mu Lingtian raised his head from a pile of documents and fixed his eyes on the wall clock. On the 26th, Shen Mochen had been away for seven days and had the last three days. If he didn't come back, I'm afraid their whole plan would have to be reshuffled.

On the plateau of Tibet, Shen Mo Chen ran out of the last bullet in his pistol and covered his body on a slope. His physical strength was extremely overdrawn and he had no weapons in his hands. Under such bad conditions, he didn't know how long he could last.

In this operation, he brought 20 brothers, 15 of whom were mu Lingtian's men. Only five of them were dispatched by him from England, but now he is the only one among the 21 people including him.

If it wasn't for those people who risked their lives, he wouldn't even have this road of near death.

That organization is not as simple as they think. The first head-on battle with guns was so tragic. He has not even detected their branch here.

Shen Mo Chen clenched his teeth and tightened the cloth binding the wound on his arm. The black coat he was wearing became extremely dark, which was stained with blood.

This is the most embarrassing time in his life

The realization began to blur, and in the end, his physical strength must have been exhausted in the plateau hypoxia environment. Shen Mochen looked at the blue sky for the last time and closed his eyes.

"Wake up, wake up."

Shen Mochen had an uneasy dream. He was in the middle of a turbulent river. He stepped on a piece of soft mud that could only barely stand. There was an endless sea of fire ahead and a pool of ice behind him.

How should he choose?

Just when he was in a dilemma, there was a breeze in his ear.

Shen Mochen's soul was liberated and his consciousness was awakened. Then he could hear what the voice was.

He grew up in a foreign country even worse than the Chinese, kept calling two words, "wake up.".

It was the sound that woke him up.

Listen to the voice should be a girl, accent is the local Tibetan accent, so he is rescued?

Before he could be happy, he heard the girl say something to another older man in the room. He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, but he didn't recognize the reason. Then Shen Mochen responded that it was Tibetan.

Without feeling the breath of danger, Shen opened his eyes tentatively and moved his dying body, but all of a sudden he was involved in the wound on his body. When people were most vulnerable, they often acted by instinct, and Shen was no exception. A painful cry overflowed from his throat.

Attracted the attention of girls and men.

Three pairs of eyes, one pair has not been too much rendering, pure like snow, one pair has been full of vicissitudes and secular, and the other pair of cold surface is deeply alert.

"You're still badly hurt and can't get out of bed." The girl was braiding her hair. She was sixteen or seventeen years old. She had more aura than those he saw in the city. The girl was concerned about his body.

It's just that her Putonghua is not very fluent. Although it's not more intermittent than just now, it's a strange tone.

"Did you meet the wolf bandit?" The man, who is somewhat similar to the girl, then asked. His Putonghua level is obviously much higher. At least he can understand the meaning without thinking.

Wolf bandit? After he came here, he also heard a lot. Like these nomads, wolf bandits are active on this plateau, but they are different from ordinary people who herd cattle, sheep and horses. These people are extremely vicious and often harass the people by force.

I think it's the wound on my body that makes these people misunderstand, but it's good to save a lot of trouble.

"Yes, they took my food and money." Shen Mochen swallowed.

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