Chapter 1619 is not back yet

  Ye Muyu couldn't help stretching out her hand to twist his arm, but his body was full of muscles after practicing martial arts all the year round, her strength couldn't help her at all, and she didn't twist it at all.

  She was so angry that she couldn't help grinding her teeth: "Well, get up."

  As soon as the voice came out, she was unexpectedly hoarse, and she immediately closed her mouth, unwilling to make a sound. She only remembered that she had filled her throat with too much cold air, so that after screaming too many times, she became hoarse without accident.

   "Ahem..." She coughed lightly, feeling a little uncomfortable in her throat, like a sign of a cold, which made her even less willing to pay attention to the culprit behind her.

  Chu Heng stretched out his hand to turn her face away, tapped her lips with his fingers, resisting the urge to stir in, and said, "Open it, let me see your throat."

   "Shut up, someone will show you." Ye Muyu felt even more uncomfortable when she spoke, half of her beautiful vocal cords were destroyed.

   "Sick?" Chu Heng frowned, the smile on his face disappeared, he got up quickly, put on an outer shirt casually, and walked out of the inner room, he could vaguely hear his voice ordering his servants.

  Ye Muyu didn't want to pay attention to him, hid in the bathroom, and washed up.

  She had just cleaned up halfway, when she heard Chu Heng's voice outside: "Ayu, I asked my servants to cook some soup to moisten your throat. You can drink it while it's hot after washing."

  Ye Muyu paused while washing, not wanting to answer.

  Chun Xing was handing her the soap to wash her face, she let out a sigh, a little nervous, "Ma'am, did you catch the cold yesterday? Otherwise, why is your voice so hoarse?"

Sumei combed her hair for a moment, and from the corner of her eye she saw the traces showing under the lady's collar. She quickly shut her mouth and didn't say anything, but she had already guessed it in her heart, and she was not surprised at all, but felt a little distressed. Madam, blame the master for tossing around for too long, otherwise Madam would not be hoarse.

  Ye Muyu was nervous and looking for some excuse to perfunctory. Hearing what Chun Xing said, she thought it was just right, coughed lightly and nodded, "Well, I felt a little uncomfortable yesterday. I guess I caught a cold at night, so my throat hurts a bit."

   "Then it's better to take medicine to treat the wind and cold. Sometimes my throat hurts when I suffer from the wind and cold." Chun Xing sincerely suggested, only slightly puzzled that what the master prepared was not suitable for the wife, and didn't think too much about it.

  Ye Muyu nodded indiscriminately, afraid that she would continue to ask questions, so she hurriedly changed the subject: "I remember that shopkeeper Tang said that he would arrive on the 15th, is there any news?"

   "No, there was no message from the concierge." Chun Xing honestly shook her head.

  Pass the handkerchief over to clean her hands.

  Sumei combed her hair, and asked: "Madam, do you need a servant to contact Zhu San and the others?"

   "Well, yes."

  Use the existing eyeliner if it can be used, Ye Muyu also wants to know where Tang Dongfeng is.

   Once the fifteenth day is over, the bustle does not disappear, on the contrary, the business in the clothing store has just begun.

  She needs a competent assistant to help.

  Ye Muyu came out of the inner room after packing up, and saw that breakfast was already set on the dining table, a bowl of small wontons, a few dishes of side dishes, and a bowl of vegetable porridge.

   Simple breakfast with advanced cooking techniques.

  Seeing her coming out, Chu Heng hurried over with a flattering smile on his face: "Ah Yu, come quickly, sit down first."

   "Do you want chili oil for your favorite wonton?"

  Ye Muyu took a look at him, and saw a row of tiny tooth marks on his wrist, pink and pink, not heavy, and only a slight mark was left until now.

  (end of this chapter)