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Chapter 2869

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The trip to the Alps was scheduled for three days later. Luo Qingchen was busy with school and work at the same time. She was overwhelmed.

She only found out about Mu Lichuan's illness the next day when she realized that he didn't come to school.

She took the afternoon off and bought a bowl of abalone and sea cucumber porridge from the most famous porridge shop in the east gate. Not to mention the taste, the appearance of the porridge was definitely classy.

It wasn't cheap either. A small bowl of porridge cost almost 150 yuan.

It took an hour for her to return to the villa. Luo Qingchen parked her car in the garage and walked to Mu Lichuan's villa.

To put it simply, it was her neighbor.

A few seconds after she pressed the doorbell, the butler opened the door.

"Miss Luo …" The butler felt that it wasn't right to call her that, so he quickly corrected himself, "Young Mistress."

"It's just a form of address." Luo Qingchen smiled faintly and asked, "Is Lichuan home?"

"Yes," the butler replied respectfully, "Young Master is resting on the second floor."

"Has his fever gone down?"

"It's gone down after he took his medicine."

"I'll go up and take a look." Luo Qingchen pursed her lips and smiled, "Butler, you don't have to worry about me."

"Yes, Young Mistress. Young Master will be very happy to know that you're here."

Luo Qingchen's eyebrows twitched slightly. She smiled faintly and walked upstairs.

She had an impression of the Mu family's butler. She had seen him many times when she was young. He had been the butler for many years.

On the third floor, there was a wooden plaque hanging on the door of the southernmost room. The word 'Li' was written on it.

When she opened the door, she could smell the faint scent of mint and vanilla.

If she had to describe it … It was probably the diffused scent of Mu Lichuan. It smelled especially good.

"Young Master Mu Lichuan …" Luo Qingchen put the porridge down and raised her right hand to turn on the lights.

Little did she know that in the next second, she had already fallen into a warm embrace.

"Why did you come looking for me?" Mu Lichuan buried his head in her curly hair and smiled gently. "Did you miss me?"

"Yes." She nodded obediently. "I heard that you were sick, but you didn't tell me."

She was probably used to him sticking to her like this. As long as there were only the two of them, he especially liked to hug her.

It was as if hugging her would give him a sense of security.

"Cough, cough …" Mu Lichuan coughed softly and let go of her gently. He pinched her little nose and said, "You must have been infected by a certain lazy cat."

"I …" She wanted to explain, but in the end, she could only purse her lips and say with a red face, "You can't blame me for this. You took the initiative!"

Oh right, Mu Lichuan also liked to kiss her when she was sick.

No matter what she said, he wouldn't listen. Now, he was finally infected by her.

Little did she know that as soon as she finished speaking, Mu Lichuan quickly moved closer to her. After a light peck on her lips, he immediately moved away and said, "I didn't say that I wasn't the one who initiated it!"

"Hmph." She snorted proudly, "I bought you some porridge. Drink it while it's hot."

"Alright."

"I'll go pack the things you need for your trip to Europe."

"Alright."

"You haven't told me what you need to bring." Ever since they got engaged, Mu Lichuan had changed a lot.

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