Mu Xiaoqi laughed: "I don't want you. I'm just busy."

"Oh ~ are you at home alone?"

Mu Xiaoqi is a kid with a lot of spirit.

"Yes, I'm at home alone." She turned the camera to the other side and showed him around.

I feel that her son is just like the Discipline Inspection Commission coming to inspect.

"Why? Isn't my father here? "

Mu Anqi is very sweaty. If he had been earlier, he would have seen him. Now, if he wanted to send a video with her, it would be fake. If he wanted to check her, it would be true, little devil.

"No, he's busy, too. Well, it's late. You can sleep well. Remember to take cold medicine. The teacher said that you should have two more days' rest at home. You won't have to go to kindergarten tomorrow, and you have to listen to grandma. "

"I see, Mommy. Good night, Mommy!"

"Good night, huh!"

Hang up the video, she stood up and stretched. Her mobile phone rang and opened to see that it was a short message. Leng Lingtian sent it to her and asked her what she was doing. In just five words, she was deeply missing.

After thinking for a while, she replied: she drew some things by the way while sorting out the photos taken today.

She put down her cell phone and went to one side to make a cup of coffee for herself. She stood in front of the window with the coffee in her hand. The night wind was slowly blowing, but it was not cool. It was hot and humid.

The cell phone rang again: show it to me tomorrow.

Well, yes, you can go to bed early.

She put the mobile phone into her pocket after sending it. The mobile phone didn't vibrate any more. She thought Leng Lingtian should be busy or have a rest, so she didn't think any more. She returned to the table with coffee and continued to finish the unfinished painting, but she was not satisfied with several paintings, and finally threw them away. She was not in a good mood.

A lot of paper balls have been lost on the ground, which she was dissatisfied with after painting. She always felt that there was something missing, which was not so good.

It is said that creative people are easy to kill brain cells. It seems that this is true at all.

The mobile phone rings again. She thinks it's Leng Lingtian again, but when she opens it, she finds it's a strange text message.

"Do you want to know why there was a big fire? Want to know why you don't have the memory of nine? If you want to, please return the information. "

She stares at the text message, hoping to see the person who sent it through the screen of her mobile phone.

Who is this person and why do you want to send such a text message to her? How did he know about her? Did he keep watching her in the dark?

At the thought of this, she had a creepy feeling that the temperature of her whole body had dropped several degrees.

She instinctively looked out of the window for several times, but it was dark outside. She didn't see anything, let alone people. There wasn't even a bird in the air.

But the feeling of being peeped is so strong, he clearly understands her every move, knows her many secrets, but she doesn't know who this person is, doesn't know where he is hiding, that kind of being seen through, but doesn't know who other people are, the feeling of flustered is really uncomfortable.

Just as she was about to collapse, her cell phone rang again.

"Are you afraid? Are you looking for me? Don't look. You can't find me. "

She was staring at the screen of her mobile phone, her eyes almost staring out of her eyes.

A face with a wild smile automatically appeared in her mind. She felt that she was going crazy. She rushed to the window, opened the window and yelled hysterically at the night.

"Who are you? Come out, come out. If you have the ability, you can come out. Don't hide behind me. Do you have the ability to use these tricks on a weak woman?"

She just roared, opposite a family opened the window, at her scold: "big night shout what shout, neuropathy ah, sick, quickly sent to the hospital to see!"

The world was quiet again, and she leaned against the window, her heart beating wildly, as if it were going to pop out of her throat.

As soon as I was excited, I only remember to go out and roar. Now I calm down a little and think what's the use of roaring like this. Maybe people are not in this community at all and don't live in the opposite building.

He sent a message just now. You can call him.

She hurriedly dialed the phone, but the phone was turned off. She threw her mobile phone aside angrily. This person must have been intentional and smart. She guessed her idea and knew that she would call him, so she turned off her mobile phone directly in the end.

Who is it and why do these things? What makes her more curious is how he knows so many things about her. These secrets are even forgotten by her.

She was so confused that she couldn't figure out a clue after thinking for a long time. After standing by the window for a while, she slowly calmed down and went back to the chair in front of the table to sit down.

First of all, she can't be flustered, excited and angry. She doesn't know who is hiding in the dark and what's the purpose. Secondly, since people don't want her to know, she won't find it so easily. In this case, put it first. Since he takes the initiative to find her, he will definitely have another chance.

After thinking about it, she simply continued to draw. This time, it was easier than before, and the painting was not so embarrassing. She drew several drafts and decided to choose the best one from the draft as a design work.

I don't know when I fell asleep. When I woke up, it was the next day.

After washing, I went to the company.

"Good morning, Mr. Mu!"

"Good morning Ding Jiajia puts a cup of coffee on her desk.

"Thank you

"You're welcome!" Just as she was about to leave, she glanced at the base map on her desk.

"Mr. mu, did you draw this?"

Mu angqi looked at it and nodded with a smile: "well, you can draw it casually. Now that you see it, you give me an idea. From your point of view, which one do you think is better?"

Ding Jiajia looked at it carefully for a while, then tilted her head and thought about it again. She fell into a deep meditation. Mu Anqi didn't urge her, but waited for her answer. After watching for a while, she still seemed to have a hard choice.

"If you want me to say it, I like the simpler one, which doesn't seem so pompous. It's very good. But if you want to say it's luxurious, I think it looks more up-to-date, so I don't know which one is better."

After listening to her answer, Mu Anqi smiled: "I'm also very tangled. Alas, forget it. Let's see it again at that time. I don't know which day my brain will pull out. These won't work. It may be necessary to overthrow them all!"

"It's a pity, Mr. mu. Otherwise, you'll let me do all these things. I think they're all pretty."

"Ha ha! You're very supportive. Well, when I become a jewelry designer in the future, I'll make all the manuscripts I draw and sell them in the major auction houses. I don't know if I will be developed. "

Ding Jiajia couldn't help laughing: "Mr. mu, I didn't expect you to be so cute and naughty. As far as your present value is concerned, it's beyond our expectation!"