Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times-Chapter 35 - 20 After Stroking the Tiger’s Whiskers...
Chapter 35: Chapter 20 After Stroking the Tiger’s Whiskers…
It all happened so suddenly, Gu Changsheng never expected that the front of his robe would come undone from the collision earlier…
Gu Changsheng’s sudden shout caught Zhou Mu off guard. Instinctively, he turned around and with a long reach, he grabbed the still flustered Gu Changsheng in front of him, while his other hand, without hesitating, moved to cover the mouth that was still wide open, emitting a piercing sound.
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The two of them froze instantaneously, Gu Changsheng forgot to cover his front and blinked in disbelief as he looked up at Zhou Mu.
She was the one exposed, so why was his face turning into the reddest of red?
Zhou Mu was also completely stiff, the sensation from his hand feeling too foreign, making him forget what he was supposed to do for a moment.
“Bang…” The door was forcefully flung open.
Han Qiu, sword in hand, charged in with a look of urgency. Seeing the scene before her, her face filled with blood, she turned stiffly, and closed the door in haste.
Hearing the noise, the few people who had followed her looked puzzled.
“Auntie Qiu, what’s wrong?” Little Meat Bun Gu Ze asked with a look of confusion, lifting his head. His mother’s scream had been so loud; there must have been some accident. But Auntie Qiu, who arrived first, now stood blocking the door. What on earth was happening?
What’s wrong? Han Qiu’s face was so red it looked as though it could seep blood. What had she just witnessed…
The lady, disheveled, nestled within Brother Mumu’s arms, one hand encircling her while the other caressed her cheek…
Although she was yet unmarried, such matters were obvious to any discerning eye. How could she explain this to a child still wet behind the ears?
“Auntie Qiu?” Little Meat Bun called out again, “Are you ill, Auntie? Why is your face so red?”
“I’m fine… let’s go back, the lady is also fine.” Han Qiu stuttered out, scooping up Little Meat Bun and Han Mo in haste, then fled past the concerned Xiao Cui and Dong Lei to the next room.
“Auntie Qiu, you haven’t told me what happened to mother. She screamed so terribly…” Little Meat Bun complained, tugging at his hand unsuccessfully, and could only continue to question Han Qiu while holding onto her.
Terrible? It’s terrible for her, right? She’ll get sty in her eye!
“The lady… the lady is fine, it’s just… you might be getting a daddy…” Han Qiu answered hesitantly, struggling to find the right words.
Upon hearing this, Little Meat Bun Gu Ze paused, touched his chin and pondered for a moment, then with a serious look, he raised his head and asked, “Is Auntie Qiu talking about Uncle Wood?”
“Yeah…” Han Qiu’s gaze darted about, gave a noncommittal response, and dived into the guest room next door.
“Haha… I’m going to have a new daddy, I want to ask mother if it’s true.” Little Meat Bun laughed brightly and turned to run back.
Xiao Cui and Dong Lei exchanged glances, quick as lightning, they caught him, one from the left and the other from the right.
“Young Master, at this time… um… it’s not good to disturb them,” Xiao Cui, who had realized what was going on, also blushed deeply.
“Yes, Young Master, it’s really not a good time to interrupt, or you won’t have a little sister or little brother,” Dong Lei said earnestly with his beautiful face.
The two inside the room, hearing this sentence from the corridor, turned to stone…
Little sister, little brother…
You’ve misunderstood, and quite a far-reaching misunderstanding at that…
A herd of grass mud horses galloped across Gu Changsheng’s mind. She really wanted to roar out: What you’ve seen is not the truth!
Peace returned to the corridor, apparently, Little Meat Bun chose to believe the latter between the truth and the prospect of a little sister or brother.
Silence returned to the room, with both parties still maintaining the awkward pose, eyes meeting.
As expected, Gu Changsheng was the first to concede, diverting her gaze away.
Upon doing so, her eyesight blocked by the magnificent Red Phoenix Eyes, stayed frozen in place.
What did she see? Roasted pig’s ears?
That rosy hue had spread across the entire contour of his ear.
Medically speaking, this is called hyperemia of the muscle epidermis…
Realistically speaking, this means shyness…
Shyness, such a magical adjective, how could it appear on a man as handsome, cold, noble, dark-hearted, and causally nefarious as Zhou Mu?
Gu Changsheng’s logic was once again shaken; the world was truly too fantastical…
A cool sensation on her chest made the confused Gu Changsheng snap back to reality. She stepped back two paces, collapsed into a chair, and began to straighten her clothes.
The clasps of her crossed collar had come undone, and with much effort, she fastened them again. Ancient clothes were truly a pain; zippers were one of the most marvelous modern inventions—simple, convenient, easy to use, and most importantly, secure against accidental exposure.
Having settled everything and calmed down, Gu Changsheng turned her head, then burst out.
