The news of Jiang Ziyu's coming out attracted most of the attention, and within a few days, everyone had forgotten about Yan Qingluo's romantic scandal.

"Mu Ye, I'm leaving today. There are no reporters outside." Early in the morning, Yan Qingluo saw Mu Ye and told him his thoughts.

"Go back next door? Live with that Lin Muchin?" Mu Ye's first reaction was that Yan Qingluo was going to live with another boy.

"Well, I may not live there. I may go back to Quecheng. My grandfather's birthday party is in a few days, and I want to go back to prepare." Yan Qingluo answered casually.

"Today is too rushed, how about tomorrow?" Mu Ye suddenly tried to persuade him to stay.

"In a hurry? Quecheng is not far away, it's nothing ... " Yan Qingluo was a little confused, it wasn't that far away.

"I'll cook you a delicious meal tonight, and then prepare a gift for Grandpa Yan for you to take back for me." Mu Ye took out his trump card, and Yan Qingluo had to admit that the food he cooked was really delicious.

"Okay then." Yan Qingluo finally compromised because of his stuttering.

"Then I'll go take a shower." Mu Ye suddenly said.

Taking a bath? Why take a bath so early in the morning? Although Yan Qingluo was confused, she didn't ask aloud. It was none of her business, so she should not get involved.

"I'm going to go back next door to pack up my things." Yan Qingluo shouted at the bathroom door, then went back to 802.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Yan Qingluo appeared at Mu Ye's door on time.

She seriously suspected that Mu Ye had planted a gluttonous bug in her stomach, that's why she was obsessed with the food he cooked.

Ding Dong.

Out of politeness, Yan Qingluo pressed the doorbell first even though he knew the password.

No one responded.

Ding Dong.

Still no one.

"Going out?" Yan Qingluo said to himself, then entered the password and went in.

"Mu Ye? Are you there?"

Yan Qingluo thought there was no one there, but he heard a dull sound coming from the bedroom.

She walked quickly to the bedroom and saw Mu Ye lying on the bed, curled up in the quilt, looking very cold.

"Mu Ye, are you okay?"

She reached out and touched his forehead; it was so hot!

This guy has a fever!

It's so high, it must be at least 39 degrees if not 40 degrees.

"Mu Ye, hold on for a moment, I'll call Gu Yunchuan." Yan Qingluo said, taking out his cell phone to call Gu Yunchuan.

"No need to call him." Mu Ye held Yan Qingluo's hand.

"You are sick, you need to see a doctor." Yan Qingluo's tone was like coaxing a child.

"I just have a cold. I'll be fine after taking some medicine." Mu Ye held Yan Qingluo tightly, stubbornly refusing to let go.

Yan Qingluo compromised, put down his phone, and whispered, "Do you have any medicine at home?"

"It's in the medicine box next to the bed." Mu Ye Leng's teeth were chattering as he spoke tremblingly.

"Well, take the antipyretic first." Yan Qingluo rummaged around in the bedside table.

"Found it. I'll go get you some water."

Mu Ye looked at Yan Qingluo who was busy running around with a dim gaze, and was secretly delighted in her heart. It turned out that the two hours she spent freezing in the bathroom in the morning were not in vain. She should stay to take care of him tonight.

Soon, Yan Qingluo came back with some water. She carefully helped Mu Ye up and fed him medicine.

After a while, Mu Ye felt much better after drinking the medicine.

"How come you caught a cold suddenly? You were fine this morning." Yan Qingluo looked at the huge Mu Ye curled up in bed like a well-behaved dog, and felt a little distressed in his heart.

"Ahem, I don't know. I suddenly fell ill. I'm sorry, Luo'er, I can't cook for you tonight." Mu Ye looked apologetic.

"You should have a good rest and recover well. Oh, come to think of it, you haven't eaten yet, let me make something for you!" Yan Qingluo felt a little embarrassed when she saw Mu Ye's apologetic face. She had eaten so many of his meals, but she hadn't made any contribution.

"You? Can you cook?" A gleam of light flashed in Mu Ye's eyes, "This illness today is worth it, I can eat the meal made by Luo Er herself."

"Um, I ... don't really know how, but I can cook noodles." To be honest, Yan Qingluo had no idea how to cook noodles.

It seems like she is naturally allergic to cooking. She doesn't like it and can't do it well.

Jingle Bell ...

Fireworks alarm?!

Mu Ye sat up suddenly.

"Luo'er!" Mu Ye shouted and ran towards the kitchen.

Yan Qingluo ran out of the kitchen with a spoon in his left hand and a basin in his right hand. His fair face had turned into a cat's, and his eyes were full of panic.

"It's on fire!" As soon as Yan Qingluo finished speaking, the smoke alarm on the roof began to spray water.

Mu Ye didn't have time to think about it, he pulled Yan Qingluo and ran out the door.

The two of us stood downstairs, like two drowned rats, you looked at me and I looked at you.

The arrival of the fire truck attracted many onlookers, and some sharp-eyed people recognized Mu Ye and Yan Qingluo.

"Isn't that President Mu and Yan Qingluo who was involved in a scandal a while ago?"

"They are living together?"

"Hush, stop talking, Master Mu doesn't just gossip casually."

...

"I'm sorry, I didn't know it would turn out like this." Yan Qingluo lowered his head and apologized in a low voice.

Mu Ye looked at the dejected little girl beside him and felt like laughing, but also a little distressed.

"It's okay, it's no big deal!"

"I'll compensate you for the damaged furniture in your house." Yan Qingluo thought that he had caused such a big disaster, and any compensation he could give would be the best.

"Compensation? What compensation should I use?" Mu Ye had become accustomed to this girl making everything clear with him.

"Of course it costs money. I know you don't care because of your wealth and success, but this is the principle ... " Yan Qingluo said seriously.

"I can consider another way, just forget about giving money." Mu Ye interrupted her.

"What method?" Yan Qingluo asked puzzledly.

"Didn't you agree to be my girlfriend? Move in with me and help me clean up the house." Mu Ye said softly.

"When will I agree to be your girlfriend? Didn't we agree to be a man and a woman?"

"It's not the same thing."

"No."

"Ouch, my body hurts so much and I still have a fever. Why are you still arguing with me?" Mu Ye suddenly leaned his whole body on Yan Qingluo.

Yan Qingluo was not mentally prepared for the sudden weakness, and his body tilted uncontrollably, "Hey, there are so many people watching, don't squeeze me."

"You want to take a look? I'm a patient and I can't stand anymore." Mu Ye had a rogue expression.

"Why don't we go to my house first?" Yan Qingluo sighed and suggested.

"802? You want me to live with your pretty boy?" Mu Ye's expression changed very quickly, and he got angry when he said he was angry.

"He's not my gigolo, are you going or not?" Yan Qingluo said helplessly.

"No."

"Then you stay here by yourself." Yan Qingluo said and was about to leave.

"Hey, I'm homeless because of you." Mu Ye held Yan Qingluo's hand.

"Brother, how come you are homeless? You have so many villas, why don't you just go to any one of them?" Yan Qingluo didn't have the heart to expose him because he saw that he was sick.

"I'm sick, how can I live by myself?" Mu Ye decided to be shameless to the end.

"So what do you want?"

"Take me back to Quecheng."

"ah?"