999 Divine Punishment 3

laining: "Before our young master moved in, Miss Xu invited Master Qi to look at the feng shui. All the furnishings were also arranged according to Master Qi's guidance and personally decorated by Mis...I let out a breath, and before I could even make out the surroundings, a faint "crack" echoed through the air.

"Ouch my waist..."

I thought I was safe, but then I fell suddenly and landed on a hard body.

This sound is...

I scrambled to my feet and saw that I had landed on top of Dad!

"Dad! What are you doing! At your age, why did you carry me like that I'm fine even if I fall... Are you alright Did you break any bones I heard elderly people are prone to fractures after a fall..." I quickly helped my father up.

That "well mouth" was actually suspended in mid-air! I whirled around, and when leaving the well mouth, I didn't grab onto Mu Wanchen's neck tightly enough. I fell right out of his arms!

Mu Wanchen jumped down right after me, nervously looking at me with a tense grip.

"Did you fall" he asked, frowning.

"No... My father just got hit by me." I wiped the cold sweat from my head.

My father raised his hand as if to hit me: "What old man I'm in my prime!"

"Yes, yes..." I nodded and looked around.

Here is my father's study. My little wife was sitting in the main seat, drinking tea. I suddenly fell down, and my father reflexively reached out to catch me. He was then knocked over by me, stunning my little wife.

At this time, the young mistress stood motionless, holding a teacup and staring blankly at me.

"Oh, my cousin-in-law, pull me up..."

"Um."

Mu Wanchen helped my father up and back to the armchair behind the writing desk.

"Little... Little Yin Luo You... how did you fall down!" The junior wife only just now calmed down.

“Huh Bai Wu Chang said, “Master left a well opening for us beside you. We just jumped down…” I carefully examined the furnishings in the room, and it was indeed my father’s study.

I'm home.

Mu Wanchen and Long Xiaogé are both here. We fell near the little junior sister through that strange well opening.

"Long, Long Xiao Ge!" The little wife shrieked and jumped up when she saw Long Xiao Ge standing quietly beside her.

"It was me." Long Xiaogē nodded a little awkwardly.

"You... you... how did you end up with Xiao Yinluo and the others! And you're hurt! What happened!" The little junior wife was extremely surprised: "Aren't you in Miao Wang City How could—"

“Alright, alright, little wifey, let’s rest for a bit first, and talk later.” I soothed her. “Brother Long is injured, I’ll take care of his wounds.”

The little wife immediately nodded and said, "Good, yes... you guys rest for a bit first."

Mu Wanchen walked over and pulled on my arm, saying, "What kind of wound are you treating Treat your own wounds first, come on."

"Whoa! Before I could say more, he grabbed my arm and dragged me out of the study. "

My house is quite big, with a front yard, a back yard, and two side yards. However, the building is very well-organized, so it's not easy to get lost. Mu Wanchen skillfully led me back to the backyard and straight to my small building.

The little building's door was open, and Fifth Senior Sister was tidying up the house for me. She was wiping down a writing desk on the first floor when she saw me return. Just as she was about to speak, she was startled by Mu Wanchen's gloomy expression.

"Little junior sister, brother-in-law, what's wrong Did you have an argument" Fifth senior sister asked with concern.

"It's nothing... I just got a little hurt, and he's not happy about it." I explained.

"Shall I help you with that" Fifth Senior Sister put down what she was doing and asked.

Mu Wanchen frowned and said, "No need, just let her rest well. I'll take care of the wound."

"Wǔ shī jěe stunned for a moment, patted her head and said: "I understand! I won't bother you two, take your time."

She quickly exited the attic and closed the door.

"...Fifth Sister is exaggerating." I blushed a bit.

Mu Wanchen didn't show any expression. He pulled me upstairs, pushed open my room, and pressed me onto the sitting bench.

"Where's the medicine cabinet" he asked in a low voice.

"On the dressing table..."

"...How come you put everything on your dressing table." He chuckled softly. "Your dressing table isn't even used for putting on makeup."

"I'm not wearing makeup..." I mumbled softly.

He lifted the bead curtain and went into the inner room to get the medicine box. He knelt on one knee before the bed and began to treat my finger wound.

"It hurts, doesn't it When hearts are intertwined like this." Mu Wanchen looked up at me.

"When I felt the pain, it had already passed my head and became somewhat numb." I lay on the mat, stretching out my hand for him to treat.

Being at home is simply so comfortable, I could just sleep here all day.

But the stinging sensation of the antiseptic on my finger made me cry out in pain and keep pulling away.

Mu Wanchen grasped my hand: "What are you hiding for You didn't dodge when you were injured... what does this bit of pain compare to back then"

“Back then, it was a matter of survival. Life was more important than anything else, who would even care about being hurt… Things are different now!” I explained.

"What's different" Mu Wanchen looked at me.

From this angle, there was a hint of resentment and tenderness in his eyes, which made me want to tease him.

"When you weren't here before, no matter how much pain I had, I could bear it. But now that you're here, what else is there for me to endure If I'm in pain, I'll scream. If I'm uncomfortable, I'll make a fuss. There's no need to hold back anymore." I leaned over and kissed his nose.

Mu Wanchen belonged to the kind of person who wasn't easily "moved" emotionally.

Even then, he was more taciturn, relying mostly on physical sensations to replace words.

He usually responds with a hug.t come to work yesterday, and her phone was off. The police came to question me in the afternoon, and I was released this morning..."My brother, hearing this, couldn't help but frown and ask, "Dead"Ar...