Mo Liancheng made a dozen phone calls, and finally found Mu Qingqing on the top of the coffee shop in the old district.
"Why did you come?" When Mu Qingqing saw Mo Liancheng, she was surprised and inconceivable. It felt as if Mo Liancheng had installed a monitor on her body. She could always find her own position at the first time.
"Why not answer the phone." Mo Liancheng light said, the body of the suit buttons spread, casually put on the side of the body, it seems that there is a feeling.
Mu Qingqing fumbled in her pocket and finally found her phone in her coat on the other side of the roof. Opened the screen, a dozen phone calls came into view. The name of Mo Liancheng seemed to show a faint anger, as if blaming Mu Qingqing.
"The original phone accidentally turned to shake, I did not notice." Mu Qingqing shrugged her shoulders indifferently and said innocently.
"I saw the weather forecast that it would rain in Jiangcheng this evening. I suddenly thought of them, so I came here..." While speaking, Mu Qingqing pointed to a few pots of small daisies on the side of the corner of the building top, and smilingly raised her hand to wipe the soil on the tip of her nose. She looked like a innocent child.
Mo Liancheng sighed and put his arm around Mu Qingqing's neck. With a little effort, he pulled her whole person into his arms. His chin was against Mu Qingqing's soft and delicate hair and rubbed it wantonly. At that moment, he wanted to crush Mu Qingqing and carve it into his bones. As if only in this way could he tie this woman to his side completely and never leave.
"Well, why..." With her hands covered with flowers and soil, Mu Qingqing pushed away the confinement of Molian City reluctantly. She was almost out of breath.
Mo Liancheng smile, but suddenly rebuke up, "who allowed you to put those bodyguards away, you are not safe, I am not at ease."
"I don't like people following me, you know." Mo Liancheng slightly Du mouth, rolled a white eye, tone but as always cold ice.
"In your heart, there is no safe place in the world." Mu Qingqing said, turning to continue to play with a few pots of daisies behind her, the tone is full of reluctance.
When Su Wanqing framed Su Wanqing everywhere in the dark, moliancheng didn't care. Mu Qingqing even thought that if Mo Liancheng had been so close to herself at that time, maybe many hardships would not have happened. Now it's good. It makes the atmosphere so cramped all day. It seems that Mu Qingqing is such a precious porcelain doll, which makes her upset.
Mo Liancheng pursed her lips. It was not that he did not understand Mu Qingqing's mind. It was just that Xiaochi Yingxue was still wanted. She was an out and out madwoman. Everyone knows that now she is repenting in public by song Yanshu. Maybe she was stimulated by something. In case the mad woman transfers her unhappiness to Mu Qingqing, it is not impossible.
No matter what, in short, Mo Liancheng is always worried about Mu Qingqing's safety, so after learning that his bodyguard has been driven away by Mu Qingqing, he is anxious to look for mu Qingqing everywhere.
I'm afraid that if Mu Qingqing knew that in order to find himself, even used his own contacts in the police to locate Mu Qingqing's mobile phone position in violation of the rules, he would not be so calm and easy to play with Huatu.
Mu Qingqing, do you have a heart.
When Mo Liancheng looks at Mu Qingqing's busy back, only this sentence is left in his mind.
While speaking, Mo Liancheng sighed and threw the valuable custom-made coat aside. He rolled up his sleeves at will and squatted beside Mu Qingqing. He also played with the flower soil.
"In a word, I'm not sure if you're alone. If you really don't like strangers following you, you should at least promise to keep a bodyguard at your side, and you can choose people at will." Mo Liancheng's hand is still holding a small shovel, absentmindedly will have been good soil moved back to the basin.
Finally, before Mu Qingqing began to answer, he added, "this is my bottom line. You can do it yourself..."
The tone of this sentence is not tough. It seems to be pleading with Mu Qingqing for consent. If the result is a refusal, the man will be desperate to get angry. Looking at the expression of Mo Liancheng, Mu Qingqing wants to laugh.
"It's you!" Mu Qingqing deliberately raised her voice and was in a good mood. She was ready to make fun of Mo Liancheng.
"What?" Mo Liancheng seems to be unable to understand the meaning of Mu Qingqing for a moment, and his eyes are straight forward, with an innocent look on his face.
Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and forbear to smile and said, "you said that you are optional. I think you are good and meet all my requirements for bodyguards!"
Mo Liancheng's face turned, like the light suddenly blooming in the dark cloud sky. The corners of his mouth inclined upward 45 degrees with a trace of evil, "well, you are my wife, and I am your 24-hour bodyguard and personal assistant. How can I ensure that the service is considerate?"
"Tut tut..." Mu Qingqing's verbal skills are not inferior to that of Mo Liancheng. Immediately, he looked up and down at Mo Liancheng and sighed, "your tone just made me think you were doing...""What to do!" Mo Liancheng gave a cold rebuke, and the query between his eyebrows and eyes was with a sharp guard. It seemed that as long as Mu Qingqing said something wrong, he would subdue her.
Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and held back her smile. She deliberately covered her mouth and whispered, "male PR!"
"Mu Qingqing, you want to die!" Mo Liancheng holds Mu Qingqing horizontally and resists it on his shoulder. One hand keeps patting Mu Qingqing's buttocks. The censure in his mouth keeps fragmenting and reciting.
At the same time, Mu Qingqing couldn't help laughing. At the same time, he was a little angry. Mo Liancheng dared to bully himself like this. He mixed two emotions together and made a mess. He could only denounce, "Mo Liancheng, put me down, or I will be rude to you!"
"I don't care, now I only give you two choices, you say, a or B!" Mo Liancheng did not intend to put Mu Qingqing down, but deliberately asked in a threatening tone.
"You didn't say what a and B are. How can I choose it?" Mu Qingqing beat the back of Mo Liancheng, but he didn't mean to keep his hand.
Mo Liancheng suddenly stops and puts Mu Qingqing down again. His eyes are instantly affectionate. Step by step, he forces Mu Qingqing into the corner of the rooftop. "Choose by feeling. Everything is handed over to fate."
Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and felt that Mo Liancheng was extremely naive. However, she cooperated with him by devious means, "let's have a..."