"Are you still used to it?" When Mu Qingqing went down the stairs, she was frying toast for her in the open kitchen on the first floor. The fragrance wafted into Mu Qingqing's nose. She smelled it and suddenly felt hungry.

I didn't eat anything all day yesterday.

"I haven't slept so steadily for a long time. What are you doing?" Mu Qing, looking forward to her yellow face, turns to the table in front of the table.

"My God, you are so good, too. It's delicious..." Regardless of the image, Mu Qingqing starts to pick it up and put it into his mouth. In front of the man who is like a brother, Mu Qingqing even forgets what the image is.

Cheng Yi forbidden his nose and turned his eyes in disgust. He took milk and cereal from the refrigerator and said, "moliancheng abused you..."

"Ah?" Mu Qingqing suddenly raised her head, and there were still fine crumbs on her mouth.

Milk poured into the cup, issued a gurgling sound, satisfied with the bubble, rich sweet look. In a strange way, he pushed up the sweater on the cuff and put the cup in front of Mu Qingqing.

"It's like living in Donglin villa and having no food to eat. Or the reincarnation of a hungry ghost in your last life

Cheng Xi's voice and body almost fell down at the same time, one hit Mu Qingqing's forehead, and the other firmly stuck to the dining chair.

Mu Qingqing doesn't have time to have a fight with a strange way. He just enjoys the delicious food. At the same time, he did not forget to praise his future landlord and personal assistant. It seems that I can't always show a boss's posture when I'm staying with others. Mu Qingqing thinks, grinning at the corners of her mouth.

Hungry is really hungry, sleep well is a lie, Mu Qingqing eyes slightly a blue betrayed her. She stayed up almost all night, and she knew it very well.

Last night, I was worried about Mu Qingqing's mistakes. I woke up several times and heard strange sounds when I passed by Mu Qingqing's room. It's like sighing, it's like sobbing. He lingered at the door of his room for a moment, but attributed it to the assassin's assassination yesterday, and his fear was still in the air.

Maybe only mu Qingqing knew that the reason why she didn't sleep all night was the hot ring in her pocket.

"I didn't expect you to be good at cooking. It seems that I will have a good taste in the future." Mu Qingqing said calmly, a pair of awe inspiring appearance.

"You won't say that in a week." Cheng Xi drank his saliva silently, and his expression was indifferent.

"Why?" Mu Qingqing wiped the oil stains on the corner of his mouth and looked at it in a strange way.

In a strange way, he cracked the corner of his mouth and grinned. He leaned forward and lowered his voice in a position close to Mu Qingqing. He pretended to hook his fingers mysteriously.

"Because, in fact, I only cook toast!"

When Mu Qingqing thought of living here in the future, he might have to eat the same kind of food for many years. He lost his appetite and the mood to praise him. So light rolled a white eye, leaning back to the back of the chair, eyes full of helpless mood.

But speaking of it, Chengxi has a good eye for choosing a house. Apart from the high-class western style houses in the second ring road of the city center, the decoration style of the house is almost all the cool and cool style of Nordic Light luxury, which is very impressive. It's the style that Mu Qingqing likes. It's totally different from Donglin villa. It looks like a mountain of banknotes. It's more textured.

The light on the first floor is very good. At breakfast time, the sun shines in from the French window in front of the kitchen. At this moment, Mu Qingqing's fine and slender eyelashes are being stirred, as if covered with a dense mist, which is so beautiful.

Chengqi's eyes were a little distracted, and his palms unconsciously exuded a layer of sweat. He never thought that one day he would live under the same roof with Mu Qingqing. The scene that he didn't even dare to think about turned into reality. He even had a trace of happiness in his heart, but in a flash he woke up and became remorse.

In order to control his more and more outrageous mood, he turned on the TV set beside the dining table in a strange way, and the picture of morning news appeared on such a large screen. This kind of program is most suitable for the background sound of the morning and the medium for relieving embarrassment.

After eating three pieces of toast in one breath, Mu Qingqing began to feel thirsty. She subconsciously reached for the glass of milk on the table. But just to the mouth when, in the heart of a violent convulsion.

When living in Donglin villa, as long as Mu Qingqing gets angry and doesn't eat anything, Mo Liancheng always brings a glass of milk over and forces her to drink it. Mu Qingqing has always hated this kind of pure milk. It has no sweetness at all. It is difficult to arouse people's appetite. However, whenever Mu Qingqing has many excuses, moliancheng will look mature and tell him that he should drink more.

When she came back here, Mu Qingqing unconsciously laughed, but then her expression sank, because at this moment, the name on TV and her mind were the same person, Mo Liancheng.

"It is reported that this morning, the public relations department of the Mohist group issued a statement to the public, which gave a unified reply to all the news previously transmitted. He also said that in the future, Mohr will cancel all activities related to spokesmen and concentrate on the development of enterprisesThe reporter has just called Mohr group, but no further response has been received... "

The morning news anchor on the TV is broadcasting news one by one, and more than half of them involve several protagonists during this period. Of course, Mu Qingqing is the first.

The sound of the house in the strange turn off the TV at that moment, again tend to calm.

"Do you really want to get rid of Molian city?" The tone of his voice was very clear. Maybe he didn't know whether it was appropriate for him to ask such a question at this time.

Mu Qingqing didn't care about these things. There was no need to hide the decision.

"Don't you know what to ask?"

Mu Qingqing could not accept the fact that Mo Liancheng helped Su Wanqing to throw Su Yuanshan into a mental hospital. The point of this matter is that when Mu Qingqing and Su Wanqing have conflicting interests, Mo Liancheng still chooses to stand on Su Wanqing's side. As long as you think of this, Mu Qingqing will no longer be able to disguise himself as if nothing had happened every day in the face of Molian city.

In any case, when Mu Qingqing attached himself to moliancheng at first, he just wanted to use his position to deal with Jitang and help himself to the top. Now, Jitang is in prison, and he has become the best heroine in Jiangcheng's red sky. In this way, moliancheng has no value to use.