MTL - My Husband With Scholar Syndrome-Chapter 71 You promised

"After your cousin, I and your dad did worry about it for a while, but then we thought about it, we ca n’t just eat anything because of cricket." Shen Qingyi said, "Can't because I might get this disease in the future, it's not worth it now to live a life of fear."

"Yes." Mu Ruozhou nodded in agreement.

"Lin Han was involved in the whole process until you left." Shen Qingyi looked at her daughter. "Although you haven't mentioned it, I know that you must be very worried."

Mu Xiaoya nodded, she was really worried, but what she was worried about was not her mother's sudden illness, but her family's reaction after her illness, but now it seems that they have figured it out by themselves.

"Professor Rong also said that there is currently no way to detect this disease, and there is no way to treat it after the onset. So before medical advances, no matter whether I have this disease or not, we can't take it." Shen Qingyi smiled suddenly, " So let ’s not take it seriously as a family. It wo n’t come. We have to live a good life. When it comes, we have to live a good life now. ”

"Okay." Mu Xiaoya nodded heavily. This was what she wanted to hear most.

Mu Ruozhou also interjected: "I recently went to your mother's relatives to make a phone call and found that many elders are still alive. What this shows is that we can be more optimistic."

"If optimistic, in the future, we will not mention this disease again." Shen Qingyi announced.

"Okay, from this moment on, if we don't mention it, we should never find it." Mu Ruozhou agreed.

"Dad, is there any wine at home?" Mu Xiaoya suddenly wanted a drink.

"Yes, Dad is going to bring the treasure, let's have a drink for the whole family." Mu Ruozhou stood up with a smile and went to the wine cabinet to turn out Maotai, which he had treasured for a long time. Shen Qingyi also did not stop it. He even went to the kitchen and took a glass. He put one in front of him.

Mu Ruozhou held the remaining Maotai and poured wine one by one. When he poured over Shirakawa, the glass was suddenly blocked by Mu Xiaoya's hands.

"What are you doing?" Mu Ruozhou glanced at his daughter.

"Ogawa can't drink." Mu Xiaoya shook her head madly, apparently remembering the pain dominated by math problems.

"Oh ~~" Dad Mu understands, and he was pulled together to solve the problem until the middle of the night, "Can't drink, Ogawa still don't drink."

Shen Qingyi was laughed at by her father and daughter, and then went to see Shirakawa. It was already a grieving look: "Isn't it a family to have a drink together? Why can't I drink?"

"..." The level of question asked was so high that it couldn't be rejected. If you do n’t drink it, would n’t you recognize Shirakawa as an outsider?

Shen Qingyi looked at her husband: Or should you give Shirakawa?

Mu Ruozhou looked at his daughter: It's up or not?

Mu Xiaoya gritted her teeth and let go of her hand: do the problem, do it anyway, anyway, there is a dad to help.

So in the glass in front of Shirakawa, there was also a drop of white wine. Mu Ruozhou also reminded intently: "This wine has a high degree of alcohol. Slow down when you drink."

Shirakawa indifferently said, is this a high degree problem? This is proof that he is not crowded out, let alone a bit high, he has to drink pure alcohol.

"Then ... do one." Mu Ruozhou took the lead in raising the wine glass, and four white porcelain wine glasses collided in the air, making a crisp sound, as if the bell of a new year, opened a new chapter.

After drinking alcohol, he could not drive, Mu Xiaoya decided to stay overnight. The Mu family father and daughter who had been prepared to do the questions, began to watch Shirakawa carefully after dinner. As a result, Shirakawa did not seem to have any abnormalities. When he returned to the house to prepare for sleep, he still did not mention the question. .

"Daughter, I haven't done this yet. I have draft paper and a calculator ready." Mu Ruozhou whispered his paper and calculator in front of the door and asked his daughter softly.

"I don't know." Mu Xiaoya's voice was even lower, and she didn't even dare to mention the two words, for fear of reminding Shirakawa, "I don't seem to remember."

"Do you want Dad to stand by then?"

"Go to bed first, if he remembers, I'll call you."

"Row."

Mu Ruozhou stepped back cautiously, and when he came back to the house, he met his wife's unbearable expression. Mu Ruozhou looked down at the draft paper and calculator in his hand, but couldn't hold back a smile.

On the other side, Mu Xiaoya opened his father and turned to look at Shirakawa, who was sitting quietly by the bed. This bedroom is not large, it is only a dozen square meters in total, but put a lot of things, sofas, wardrobes, desks, because there are a lot of things, so the bed is small, and lying alone is quite spacious, but two people Some are crowded. Shirakawa's tall body sat on the edge of the bed, as if he could not even stretch his feet.

"Let's sleep." Mu Xiaoya didn't know if Shirakawa was drunk. He said he was drunk. It didn't make her do anything. She said she wasn't drunk. The peace and peace were a little different.

"I haven't taken a bath yet." Shirakawa's fetishism is not serious, but he never sleeps without a bath.

"That ... I don't have your pajamas here." Mu Xiaoya suddenly remembered.

"Wash, don't wear pajamas."

"Ah ..." Mu Xiaoya suspected that Shirakawa was suggesting that no, it should be something expressive, but because the environment is special now, living in a maiden's house, what seems not so good, so euphemistically said, "I'm going to find my father Get one. "

"No, I want to wear my own." Shirakawa suddenly snapped.

"Where can you find your pajamas?" Mu Xiaoya was helpless, and she couldn't let her drive back to get it.

"There is it next door." Shirakawa raised his finger and pointed out the window. Mu Xiaoya turned her head and looked at it. She responded. The next door is the grandmother's yard. There must be Shirakawa's clothes in it.

"Then I'll get it for you." Fortunately, the key Mu Xiaoya in the courtyard next door kept a set at home.

Pulling out the key, Mu Xiaoya turned around and left the house. There was a sudden crackling behind her, and Shirakawa even followed.

"You're going too?" Mu Xiaoya asked.

"go with."

"Then we lightly." The two went down carefully, opened the door, and slipped to the yard next door.

Although Grandma Bai's yard has been taken care of, she is uninhabited all the year round, and now it is winter, the house is cold. Mu Xiaoya couldn't help but nodded and said, "Where is the clothes? Let's go back quickly. It's cold."

"Upstairs." Shirakawa walked upstairs, walked into the bedroom skillfully, opened the closet, and pulled out a set of clothes. Shirakawa turned around and went out again. Mu Xiaoya thought that Shirakawa was going home, and hurried to keep up. Who knew that he was out of the bedroom, and Shirakawa made a sudden turn and entered the bathroom next door.

"Wowa ..." A while later, the sound of water came from the bathroom, Mu Xiaoya stunned, and asked for a long time across the door, "What about you ... to take a shower?"

"Ka-chan ..." At this moment, the door was suddenly opened again, and Shirakawa, who was wearing nothing, appeared in front of Mu Xiaoya so sharply, and then passed her and went straight to the bedroom.

After a while, he turned out again, with an extra towel in his hand. Shirakawa crossed Mu Xiaoya again, entered the bathroom, closed the door, and continued to take a bath.

"..." Well, she was still drunk, just changed a mode of attack.

Why it seems a little hot, Mu Xiaoya patted her hot face uncomfortably, exhaled, and turned back to the bedroom.

After changing pajamas, I will definitely catch cold when I go out. Mu Xiaoya thought about it and decided to stay here tonight. While Shirakawa was taking a shower, she turned on the air conditioner, turned the bedding out of the closet, and put on a clean quilt. For a while, the empty bed was warmed a lot because of the extra quilt.

After packing, Mu Xiaoya reopened Shirakawa's wardrobe, took a Shirakawa t-shirt from the inside, and went to the bathroom in the master bedroom on the other side to take a shower. She washes quickly, for fear that when Shirakawa comes out, she will be anxious when she can't see her. She puts on a t-shirt and runs to the room. Pushing the door open, she saw Shirakawa sitting on the bed blankly.

"It's so cold. Hurry up and cover the quilt." Mu Xiaoya kicked off her slippers, climbed to bed, and wrapped the quilt around herself and Shirakawa two or three times.

"Xiaoya ~" Shirakawa glanced down at the quilt on his body, and his voice fell into Mu Xiaoya's ear, making Mu Xiaoya uncontrollably hum, "You live here again."

"What is it? I seem to be here for the first time." Mu Xiaoya thought for a while, this is the first time he has lived here, have you forgotten anything?

"Is the quilt soft?" Shirakawa asked again.

"Soft." Mu Xiaoya found it when she put on the quilt, and she didn't know what the inner core of the quilt was. It was unexpectedly fluffy and soft.

"Xiangxiang, soft, want to hug and sleep." Shirakawa bowed his head, pinching Mu Xiaoya's neck.

"You ... you ... you can't." Mu Xiaoya, who was called a few times a night, was already weak, "I didn't take that."

"Which?" Shirakawa was puzzled.

"Tt."

Shirakawa blinked. What did Xiaoya want? But since Xiaoya wants it, he'll give it to her. Loosing Mu Xiaoya, Shirakawa walked out of the room, walked in with a small blue box in his hand, and handed things to Mu Xiaoya in a sincere voice: "Here."

"You ... how did you bring this?" Mu Xiaoya was shocked. She was going back to her mother for dinner. Why did Shirakawa bring this with her?

"When I bought it, the clerk said that this is suitable for carrying around." Shirakawa lowered his head, his thoughts were suddenly inspired by the blue box, his eyes suddenly changed, "Can it be used?"

"What do you say?" Mu Xiaoya was out of breath. The guy drank and learned to pretend to be innocent. After a long while, he asked if he could use it.

"Available." Shirakawa grinned, torn open skillfully, and his whole body fell to the bed at the same time.

"Turn off the lights first." Mu Xiaoya blushed.

"It doesn't matter."

"You ..." Drunk and unreasonable, right, Mu Xiaoya was anxious, "the curtains haven't been pulled yet."

"no."

Mu Xiaoya's last consciousness was in a state of exhaustion. Fortunately, the opposite of Shirakawa's bedroom was her own bedroom, so no one should see it even without the curtains.

After Yu Yun, Shirakawa's drunkenness was sober for a few minutes, but instead of letting go of the person in his arms, he clasped for a few minutes, and used his sweaty forehead against Mu Xiaoya's. The night of the early morning was extraordinarily quiet, and even breathing seemed extremely noisy. Shirakawa stared at Mu Xiaoya so closely, listening to her breathing and heartbeat.

"Xiaoya ..." I don't know how long it took, Shirakawa suddenly said, "Don't get dizzy, don't get sick, don't be like your cousin."

Three consecutive words, each one said, Shirakawa's eyes sink.

"En ~~" Mu Xiaoya turned over unconsciously, but because she was held too tightly by someone, she frowned, and then she lay down honestly.

"You promised." Shirakawa agreed to be Xiaoya Mu.