Chapter 26 Take me to your apartment

  "Hmm, not bad, at least you remembered my name," he suddenly turned around with a sly smile: "Actually, you can call me even more intimately, how about calling me Luo husband?"

  Get out!!!!!!!

  I put my hands on my hips, furious: "You can get out of my car now."

  "Qing'er baby. How can you be so fierce to your future husband." Mu Ziluo's eyes flashed with a hint of cunning. I think my patience has already reached its limit.

  "Alright, you can get out of my car now. Otherwise, I'll make sure you won't be able to leave with your pants on." I moved closer to him, intending to pull him out of the vehicle.

  "Then I'll wait and see what method you use to make me not be able to eat and run away." Mu Ziluo put on his sunglasses, I grabbed his hand, but no matter how hard I pulled, I couldn't budge him!

  "You woke me up!" I puffed with anger, using all my strength again. But this time, Mo Ziluo didn't tease me anymore. He stretched out his hand and effortlessly pulled me into his arms.

  "Hey—" I hadn't even had time to scream when he covered my mouth. "Shh—let me hold you for a moment."

  I was stunned, and my whole head was in a blank state.

  "Your body is so soft, so fragrant..." He curled up a wicked smile.

  "Get out of here!" My strength is far inferior to his.

  "Then you can take me home, and I'll let you off." He said with a smile. I refused: "Why should I take you home? You have hands and feet, can't you go back by yourself?"

  "But my home is very far away," he said.

  I'm so angry I'm about to explode...... "Fine, I'll be a good person and see this through, let me just send you home."

  After I started the car, I turned my head to look at Mo Ziluo. He was wearing sunglasses and I couldn't see his expression clearly. It seemed like he was sleeping? Ha ha ha, he really knows how to enjoy himself, letting me act as his chauffeur!

  I drove to the address he told me and said to him: "We're here."

  But he didn't move at all.

  "Hey, we're here, you can get off now." I said with a hint of anger.

  But he still didn't move.

  He's dead! I shook his body: "Wake up for me, we've arrived!"

  "Listen, let me rest for a while." He said with some difficulty, I was stunned for a moment, then reached out to put my hand on his forehead, and found it burning hot! Oh my god, he had a fever...

  "You have a fever!" I said anxiously.

  "Hmm, so let me rest for a bit." he said.

  Was he enduring it all along? Indeed, as expected of an artist, even a fever was concealed so well. "I'll take you to the hospital then." I'll be a good person till the end!

  "Don't!" Muziro grabbed my hand just in time.

  I curled up the corner of my mouth: "Can't you just continue to lie in my car? I don't want a corpse in my car." Mo Ziluo was silent, and I reached out to pull his hem: "Hey, what's wrong with you?"

  "Take me to your apartment," he said.

  He's really being polite, treating me like his nanny. I wanted to refuse, but seeing him looking so sickly now, my heart couldn't bear it, "Alright, I'll help you one more time."

  After we got off the car and closed the door, I asked him, "Which building and number is your apartment?"

  "Building 8, Number 23." he said.

  So far! My mouth twitched, and I suppressed my temper again. I supported him as he walked towards the apartment, stumbling left and right. If it weren't for me supporting him, he would have fallen directly to the floor.

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