On the way back to Tianqin Residence, Mu Anhan fell asleep.
Even when Gu Xiaozhan carried her out of the car and back to the bedroom, she still didn’t wake up.
She was exhausted!
Someone who’s used to being lazy, how could she handle that kind of intensity?
Whenever she went to learn something, it was always just for fun, whatever she felt like, play around a bit and that was it.
She’d never invested all her focus into any one subject.
And the Instructor Gu she ran into today was way too strict; now you couldn’t even shake her awake.
Gu Xiaozhan was both annoyed and distressed.
He had no choice but to wash her clean, put her into pajamas, then take the medicine she’d made and carefully apply it to each of the spots where the bullets had grazed her.
When he saw her little butt had been reddened by his spanking, he put some medicine there too.
He’d been too angry and inevitably hit a bit too hard.
But the one who felt sorry afterward was also him.
What if that blind bullet hadn’t just grazed her arm, but hit some vital part instead, then what?
The moment he thought of that, he got mad all over again.
It was late into the night.
After he washed up, he wrapped his arms around her and fell asleep.
...
The next day.
Mu Anhan was woken up by a call from Xue Xiangtong.
She glanced at the side of the bed. Gu Xiaozhan was no longer there. She shifted a little and felt sore all over.
Those one hundred push-ups were even more tiring than fooling around with a certain someone.
That damned man!
He’d enjoyed punishing her so much yesterday!
Now she was sentencing him to a month-long ban from her bed.
"Tong Tong, morning." Her voice was lazy and drowsy, still not fully awake.
Xue Xiangtong sounded anxious. "Han Han, you’re still not up? Have you been partying every night lately, doing three hundred rounds with Mr. Gu in bed? Be careful or you’ll overindulge yourself into kidney failure!"
"Get lost! Nothing like that! I’ve been practicing my shooting lately, practicing field combat," Mu Anhan said. "When he punishes me, he’s not gentle at all. I’ve decided—he’s not allowed to touch me for a whole month!"
Xue Xiangtong burst out laughing on the other end, unable to stop. "That’s exactly Mr. Gu’s style..."
"Anyway, what do you want from me? Just say it." Mu Anhan still felt like going back to sleep.
Xue Xiangtong abruptly stopped laughing and said gloomily, "There was another female homicide case last night..."
What? Mu Anhan immediately sat up. "If we don’t count the attempted murder case against you and Feishuang, this is the third one, right?"
"Yeah." Xue Xiangtong nodded. "I felt like you should know about this. If it ends up being related to you and I didn’t tell you, wouldn’t that be hurting you? But we still have to wait for the case analysis. The captain’s calling me to work; I’ll fill you in later."
"Go do your thing." Mu Anhan leaned back against the headboard. "When you’ve got time, send me the files of those three victims."
Last night she’d been as tired as a pig; she’d fallen asleep the moment she got in the car, and didn’t even know how she’d gotten home and into bed.
When she looked at her arm, she saw that Gu Xiaozhan had changed the dressing for her.
She sniffed and recognized it as her own specially made antiseptic medicine.
After washing up, Mu Anhan went downstairs for lunch.
She wore long sleeves to cover the wound on her forearm.
But even just holding chopsticks made her feel exhausted.
She suddenly really wanted someone to feed her.
Thinking of that, she made a call and told her subordinate to send a robot over.
After she assembled it and input the commands, the robot started feeding her.
So damn satisfying!
She leaned back in the chair and just waited to be fed.
Why practice shooting at all?
It’s way better to just lie flat and be a rice worm.
She was in the middle of enjoying life when her phone rang.
She glanced at the caller ID...