Chapter 166

Gnashing his teeth, Mu Qinghuan stares at Fengcheng, "I said I don't sell it! Don't you understand people? "

"To be frank, I have half the rights to that song. After all, I wrote the lyrics. As long as you give a price, you will be satisfied with the result." Every sentence is aggressive, and the city is determined to take away the song.

Mu Qinghuan suddenly laughed, "then you take away the lyrics. I wrote the song myself."

Just right, separate that song, forever!

Anyway, the lyrics didn't mean much to her.

"A million, I want it!" Hand strength in the continuous tightening, Fengcheng seems to be very patient, but the tone, but indifferent to the extreme.

"A million, isn't it too little? It's a pity that if you give me 10 million, I won't nod my head! After all, if I don't sell it, what else can you do? " His eyes were full of satire, and Mu Qinghuan said with a smile, "by the way, I always have a question. I want a question. Joe and I have warm tears, one on the left and the other on the right. How can you tell? If you are an ordinary person, you will never be able to find a substitute to be your wife

"Muqinghuan!" No doubt, her words pricked Feng Cheng and pinched her cheek, "don't challenge my patience!"

"We've been together, too. Why is it so ugly?" With a light smile, Mu Qinghuan looked into his dark eyes and continued to say, "give up this song. In the future, we'll go back to the bridge and the road..."

Before she finished speaking, there was a warm sound of footsteps and conversation outside the door.

"This is master Feng... He donated a lot of materials! What a conscientious entrepreneur When Mr. Zhang stretched out her feet, Mu Qinghuan felt a sudden relief on her face, and she was also relieved.

"I didn't expect young master Feng to be so young. He is really young and promising." The rest of the teachers nodded and looked at Fengcheng with a smile. Every face was filled with respect.

He didn't say much about the city, but mu Qinghuan was a little confused. It turned out that the city had donated a lot of materials this time.

"Then this..." the people moved their eyes to Mu Qinghuan's face, and also laughed, "it's rare that such a young and beautiful girl is willing to come to support education."

"I also have the time, so I want to do something that will contribute to the society." MuQing Huan ha a smile, deliberately avoid Fengcheng, to teacher Zhang a station.

She so a station, then someone teases, "Mu teacher and Zhang teacher, looking at a bit of husband and wife phase!"

When someone mentioned this, the more he looked at the rest, the more reasonable he felt. He nodded one after another, "if you look at it so carefully, it's really husband and wife!"

"Oh, don't talk nonsense. Mr. Mu is from the city." Mr. Zhang said with a smile on his face that he was helping Mu Qinghuan out.

"How can this man be so divided?" In fact, she is a pauper. She can have a flat purse.

"So Mr. Mu doesn't mind our teasing?" Someone coaxed.

Make Mu Qinghuan very embarrassed, natural red face, she knows, they are just joking, said playful.

"It is said that Mr. Mu is married."

As soon as the city was closed, the relaxed atmosphere was suddenly broken.

"No, I'm divorced." In Mu Qinghuan's heart, she has divorced Fengcheng. Because Fengjia man can't divorce, so for the time being, she and Fengcheng can only spend so much time, but in the end, they will get divorced.

"Is it?" Wild eyes, a dangerous squint, Feng Cheng sneered, looking at her!

"Master Feng, I've heard a lot about you." Pretending to be a stranger, Mu Qinghuan nodded his head at Fengcheng. Then he turned his head and looked at the teacher Zhang, "the children are hungry. It's time to have dinner."

"The children's meals are ready..." teacher Zhang hesitated and looked up at Fengcheng. "I'm afraid master Feng won't get used to it... In this way, I cook two dishes myself."

The mountain area is short of resources and can't produce good dishes.

"No cooking. I'll do it. I'll make noodles." Muqinghuan volunteered!

It's not that she's idle, but she doesn't like to see that so many people are busy because of the closure of the city.

Soon, a bowl of noodles cooked, Mu Qinghuan sprinkled a handful of pepper, light to him in front of a throw.

Without saying anything, Mu Qinghuan turned his face coldly and went back to chat with other teachers. He ate bread and laughed vividly.

Feng Cheng lowered his head and glanced at the fresh noodles. Not to mention how bad the smooth noodles were, he rushed to the face of the Chinese prickly ash and couldn't get rid of the chopsticks.

"Master Feng, why don't you have a taste of this cake? It looks dry, but actually it tastes good! You and Mr. Mu are from the city. She is used to eating, so you should be able to eat too. " With that, Mr. Zhang held the bowl of noodles in his hand. "Smooth noodles are definitely not delicious. I'll eat them."

Fengcheng but backhand, a grasp of teacher Zhang's wrist, "nothing, I don't pick!"

Mu Qinghuan's action of eating the cake is a little, and he thinks that he is allergic to spicy food

Eyes light staring at the group of hot pepper, Mu Qinghuan silence for a moment, and then, indifferent bow to continue to eat bread, a word is too lazy to remind.

The body is his own, and he knows best what to eat, but she is too lazy to waste her breath.

He raised his chin, sealed the city and looked at Mu Qinghuan. His eyes overflowed with consternation. Then he lowered his head and took a bite of noodles.

Spicy!

It pricked my throat.

But Fengcheng will cover up and eat noodles without expression.

"Master Feng, you should go back to the city tonight, right? It's almost seven o'clock. If your car doesn't start, it will be late. It's not easy to walk here at night. " Zhang reminded.

"A room?" Fengcheng shallow asked, this is not ready to go rhythm, but also intend to live in the mountains.

Teacher Zhang was stunned, "the room is there, but it's too shabby. I'm afraid you're not used to it."

"Yes, yes!" The rest of the people agreed that they didn't want to stay in the city for one night. After all, he was a great philanthropist in the mountainous area, but the surrounding environment was too simple for him to get used to.

"Give me a quiet room." Feng Cheng left this sentence. His brow was frowning fiercely all the time. After walking for a long distance, he stretched out his hand and pressed the corner of his mouth. His face was rather uncomfortable.

In the middle of the night, there was a knock on the door!

Mu Qinghuan closed his coat and went to open the door. But when he saw someone coming, he immediately pressed the door back.

"Do you have... Cold medicine?" The first reaction to pepper allergy is fever. Fengcheng contacted Dr. Wu and said that taking cold medicine can relieve symptoms.

"Just a moment, please!" Slamming the door closed, Mu Qinghuan found a box of medicine, opened the door, but closed the door again.

But at that moment, Feng Cheng stretched out his hand and inserted it into the crack of the door. "I dare not let me in. How come there are men hidden in your room?"