C6 Tenderly Penetrating Bone

Zhan Mochen opened the door and called Xiaowu over. Xiaowu also called him "Woof woof woof" from upstairs.

Zhan Mochen closed the door that was already open and walked upstairs.

At the door of Ming Shu's room, Xiaowu's big head nudged Ming Shu's neck as he barked "woof woof woof".

Zhan Mochen walked up to her and tried her breath. He picked up the key by her hand, opened the door and carried her into the room.

He put her on the sofa and pressed the pressure point on her body.

Ming Shu woke up slowly.

She stared at Wu Junyi blankly for a moment. She guessed what had happened and sat up in embarrassment, "Mr Zhan, sorry to trouble you again."

Xiaowu's big head went into her arms, moaning and groaning. Listening to the sound, he was extremely dissatisfied.

Are you angry that she fainted outside the door?

Ming Shu could not help but laugh, and rubbed Xiaowu's big head with all her might, bringing its big head into her embrace, "Xiaowu, I really like you!"

Zhan Mochen looked at her pale face and frowned, "Send you to the hospital?"

"No need," Ming Shu patted Xiaowu's head and laughed. "I've checked, and I'm not really sick, but I've been too busy recently, so I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

Zhan Mochen examined her for a moment, "Then rest more, don't drink."

"There's nothing I can do," Ming Shu said as she held Xiaowu's big head and laughed. "I have to earn enough money to support my family."

Zhan Mochen looked around the room, "The houses here are very expensive."

Most of the residents in this district were those who had left the military and political laws, or those who had studied in culture. The environment here was beautiful, the management was strict, and the security was excellent.

Logically speaking, those who could live here shouldn't be in such dire straits.

"It's my friend's," Ming Shu explained with a smile. "My company is bankrupt, my house is mortgaged, I have no place to live with my debts, my friend is studying abroad, and I'm not at home. I'm temporarily staying with him."

"How much?" Zhan Mochen asked.

Ming Shu had a feeling that once she told him the number, the man would go and help her think of a solution.

But her skin really wasn't that thick.

To Zhan Mochen, Xiaowu was a priceless treasure, he owed her a huge favor.

To her, it was but a simple matter.

After owing more than 700,000 yuan, she was already ashamed to the point of being unable to show her face. Tens of millions, even if she were to put some face on her, she wouldn't be able to say it out loud.

"Not much," she smiled at Zhan Mochen, "Everything will be fine."

"Mhm," Zhan Mochen took out a business card and handed it to her. "If you have something to say, please make this call."

Ming Shu took the business card and looked at it. "Mo Bai?"

The business card was delicate but concise. It didn't have any job description. Other than the word "Mo Bai", there was only a phone number.

"My brother," Zhan Mochen introduced. "He was the one who lost Xiaowu last time, you saved half of his life."

"Saved half of his life?" Ming Shu was puzzled.

"Yeah," Zhan Mochen said, "Beat him up."

Ming Shu was startled for a moment, then understood the meaning of the words, she laughed, rubbing Xiaowu's fluffy big head and nodded, "That's right, we should beat him up to lose such a cute Xiaowu."

Xiaowu yelled as he extended his tongue to lick her face. He was so close to her that he wanted to plunge his entire body into her embrace.

Ming Shu laughed loudly as she hugged Xiaowu. One man and one dog rolled on the sofa, making a ruckus.

Zhan Mochen watched quietly, the corners of his mouth slightly curving upwards, making his usually cold expression even gentler.

Xiaowu had received great training and never took the initiative to attack humans, but he also wouldn't get close to them easily.

The day Xiaowu was saved, this girl must have treated it very well.

Fortunately, many days had passed, and Xiaowu was still as intimate as ever when he saw her.

Ming Shu laughed. Suddenly, the itch in her throat was so unbearable that she couldn't help but cough loudly.

Coughing and coughing, his stomach churned and he wanted to vomit.

She immediately pushed Xiaowu away and stumbled into the bathroom. When she rushed to the toilet, she threw up violently.

Two bottles of liquor. She wasn't drunk, but she was also dizzy, and her stomach had always been uncomfortable.

After laughing for a while, the alcohol was strong and his stomach was churning uncomfortably. He finally spat it all out.

Xiaowu followed her in and circled around her. His big head kept nudging her, as if trying to comfort her.

Footsteps came from behind her. Ming Shu quickly pressed the toilet and turned around to face Zhan Mochen, "Mr Zhan, you go out first. It's dirty."

Zhan Mochen saw that she was in good spirits and didn't show any signs of fainting. He nodded at her and turned around to leave.

Ming Shu vomited all over her stomach. After washing herself carefully and taking care of herself, she left the bathroom.

There was no one in the living room, and the faint fragrance of porridge came from the kitchen.

Ming Shu followed the scent and looked over. A tall and straight man was pouring rice porridge into a bowl.

Hearing the footsteps turning his head, his gaze focused on her pale face for a moment, before turning his head back again, "Without your permission, I touched your thing, don't mind me."

"Of course I don't mind." Ming Shu stared at the steaming bowl of millet congee. "This is …"

"Yours," the man didn't look back, but he understood her question. "Rice porridge nourishes the stomach. Drink it and then sleep."

Ming Shu felt a sense of warmth as she looked at the man who had yet to turn his head and spoke in a cold tone.

His heart was like a bowl of steaming millet porridge, warm and harmonious.

The book says, "No."

Was she going to be transported?

She walked over and carried the rice porridge to the dining table. A sudden dizziness that she was caught off guard caused her eyes to darken.

When she could see clearly, the bowl was already in Zhan Mochen's hand.

Zhan Mochen held the bowl in one hand and held her arm with the other as he looked at her with a frown.

"I'm sorry, Mr Zhan," she apologized embarrassedly. "Recently, I've always been dizzy and my eyes were black …"

The man had toiled so hard for her to cook the porridge, and she had almost spoiled it. She was especially sorry.

Zhan Mochen placed the bowl on the table, "Find someone to accompany you. You're not suited to sleeping alone."

Ming Shu was stunned and shook her head. "No one."

She understood what Zhan Mochen meant.

It was too dangerous to live alone, and no one at home knew about it even if she died in the middle of the night.

But she could no longer find someone to accompany her.

Ever since the Ming Family had changed hands and belonged to Ye Qihan, Ye Qihan had become insane. No matter who helped her, they would bite whoever they captured.

She didn't want to involve others and end up with relatives and friends.

Her cousin Ming Cheng had obviously been sent to a boarding school. She had controlled herself not to contact Ming Cheng, but Ming Cheng was still unable to escape from Ye Qihan's hands.

At this moment, she couldn't wait to hide far away from everyone she cared about. Who would she dare to find to accompany her?

Zhan Mochen was silent for a few seconds, then asked: "Can I borrow your bathroom to bathe Xiaowu?"

Ming Shu looked at Xiaowu and immediately laughed, "Of course!"

Zhan Mochen patted Xiaowu's head. One man and one dog, they went to the bathroom.

Ming Shu picked up her bowl of porridge and followed suit.

She leaned on the bathroom door and drank her porridge while watching Zhan Mochen give Xiaowu a bath.