C28 Costs of pain

"I... I don't have a tool... " Stuttering, this was the first time that Chen Zitong felt helpless.

Mo Chengjun did not expose the other party's delay as he patiently watched. While the two of them were eye to eye ? ?

"Young Master, the thing you wanted is here!" The elusive Butler Mo appeared behind her back without a sound. After throwing down the cloth, he completed his task.

Swallowing the blood that surged in her heart, Chen Zitong felt a sense of sorrow that she shouldn't have screamed everyday. She could only pick up his tools and silently wipe them clean.

The hour hand turned, but the stains on the ground did not diminish in the slightest. On the contrary, because of the faint stains on the water, it became even more diffused and lively.

"If you really can't do it well, I can only ask my mother to teach you!" Mo Chengjun who was resting with his eyes closed said at a steady pace.

"No need, I'll definitely do it well!" Chen Zitong suddenly stood up and glared at him.

It was hard to tell what he was thinking, but it was rare for Mo Chengjun to not take advantage of his victory to give chase. Instead, he silently turned around, leaving her with a view of his back.

Chen Zitong straightened his body and half-knelt on the ground, carefully wiping them clean.

She endured the calm and tranquil atmosphere for a while. She secretly reflected in her heart that this man was too crafty! Beating someone up was going at him in an invisible place, and he was indeed too naive. He shouldn't have scratched his chest, he should have scratched him ? It seemed like he was in a good position to use this to threaten him.

As he focused, time flew by and the ground became white again.

After removing the last stain, before Chen Zitong even had the time to catch her breath, the "sleeping" Mo Chengjun flipped over and coincidentally knocked over the medicinal bottle that wasn't tightly clenched onto the ground.

The green liquid quickly seeped into the carpet.

Was this on purpose! This must be intentional! This must have been intentional!

His nails began to itch, but she could only suppress it! Chen Zitong glanced at the figure of a certain someone and firmly remembered it in her heart.

But right now, under the roof, Chen Zitong could only pick up a cloth and continue cleaning.

Darkness shrouded the land, and the cold moonlight tore apart some of the darkness. It also sprinkled a layer of light onto the hard-working figure.

Chen Zitong, whose back was aching from the pain, smacked her leg, which was about to lose consciousness. She activated the ninja character manual to the extreme, you sprinkle one bottle, I'll clean it once, you sprinkle two bottles, I'll clean it twice ?

As the two of them went back and forth, picking a fight, the darkness grew darker and darker.

In the end, Chen Zitong was unable to resist Duke Zhou's summons, and fell asleep at the foot of the bed.

Mo Chengjun who had woken up in the middle of the night saw the unconscious Chen Zitong and quietly carried her to bed.

Seeing the traces of purple flower on the ground, Mo Chengjun awkwardly picked up a cloth and started to wipe the ground, just like Chen Zitong.

However, Ceo Mo who was never experienced was even less efficient than Chen Zitong as he wiped away the stains on the potion forcefully.

Half an hour later, when Mo Chengjun looked at the even more brilliant white woolen carpet, an expression that bordered on embarrassment and anger flashed past his eyes.

After thinking for a moment, Mo Chengjun quietly opened the door and left the bedroom, walking towards a certain direction.

A moment later, he tiptoed into the room, carrying a brand-new, pure white carpet. After about ten minutes, he carried another piece of brightly colored carpet as he walked into the distance.

Mo Chengjun took almost an hour to clean up the mess.

Looking back at Chen Zitong who was sleeping peacefully, Mo Chengjun carefully pulled her into his embrace.

The moon rose and the sun set, illuminating the world once more.

"Young master, the old man is treating you to a meal with the young mistress!" A series of rhythmic knocks on the door interrupted his regular breathing. Mo Chengjun looked at the woman sleeping on the bed and unconsciously relaxed his breathing.

He had just left the hospital, yet he treated her like this. This was indeed a bit too much!

Just as he was about to leave, he seemed to have thought of something and retracted his foot. Mo Chengjun then turned to look at the unprepared Chen Zitong.

When he looked back, he did not look away. At the same time, he could not move a single step!