When Mo Liancheng returns to Donglin villa, Mu Qingqing is sitting in the living room. She hears the sound of the car engine and gets up to meet her.
Seeing Mu Qingqing appear in front of him, Mo Liancheng is obviously stunned for a moment, and then he struggles to squeeze out a smile on his tired cheek, "are you waiting for me?"
Mu Qingqing's attitude seems to have undergone a subtle change, eyebrows slightly raised waves, whispered, "I saw the news, the company's accident?"
Mo Liancheng smile, did not directly answer Mu Qingqing's question, but looked at the table, "I am so hungry, do you have anything to eat?"
Mu Qingqing was about to open her mouth. She was worried, but Mo Liancheng wanted to make her worried. But before the words were heard, Mo Liancheng went over to encircle Mu Qingqing's shoulder and put her chin on her shoulder. A strong smell of tobacco attacked Mu Qingqing's taste nerve. She frowned involuntarily during pregnancy.
"Did you smoke?" Mu Qingqing's voice is deep and soft in some dark living room.
Mo Liancheng is very glad that Mu Qingqing didn't push himself away. Instead, he was grateful and aggrieved. He closed his eyes and his warm voice was full of magnetic attraction. "I'm really tired recently..."
Mu Qingqing's heart couldn't help shaking. Originally, her steady heartbeat suddenly went out of order. She raised her hand to pat Mo Liancheng's back, but her hand, which was stiff in mid air, still failed to fall and fell back to her side again. She was somewhat disappointed and lost.
In my impression, this is the first time that Mo Liancheng showed weakness in front of him. The man who used to be able to cope with everything would not mention a word in front of Mu Qingqing no matter how difficult it is. Now he is like a child who has gone through thousands of sails but has returned to his nature. He has been wronged to vent all his unhappiness in front of the people he trusts.
Mo Liancheng never smokes on weekdays, which shows that his heart is facing suffering and choice.
Finally, Mu Qingqing suddenly opened his mouth. The seemingly light tone gave Mo Liancheng a warm feeling, "Uncle Tang, they are all asleep. I'll go to the kitchen to cook you some noodles. You wait for me..."
With that, Mo Liancheng relaxed his hand and looked at Mu Qingqing's back. His heart was a little sour.
However, in 15 minutes, Mu Qingqing came out with a bowl of steaming hot noodles. It was just a simple hot noodles with a few green vegetables, and the sauce was scattered on it, with a light and comfortable fragrance.
"You can eat..." Mu Qingqing's voice did not fall, then suddenly stopped. Mo Liancheng even sat at the table and fell asleep. He closed his eyes and side his head. His long eyelashes were pulled by the shadow. A layer of light blue gray under his eyes showed his tired state. He had not closed his eyes in recent days, and was always agitated for the company's affairs.
Mu Qingqing carefully placed the bowl on the table and covered the noodles with a lid, trying to keep the temperature. She sat aside, her eyes burning down on the man's face, she had not seen him so carefully for a long time.
There is only one light in the living room, and the air is flowing slowly in the dark space, taking away the time that passes by. Mu Qingqing held her cheek in her hand, and she was fascinated.
"Have you seen enough?" Mo Liancheng suddenly opens his mouth, and Mu Qingqing's body can't help but tilt back.
Mo Liancheng's reaction was swift and violent. One hand twined around Mu Qingqing's waist quickly and flexibly. When she was pulled forward, the two people's eyes were opposite, and the distance was less than one palm. The hot breath intertwined, outlines the ambiguous shape.
Mu Qingqing's fist fell on the shoulder of Molian City, and her flushed cheek was hidden in the dark. At least she was not so embarrassed, "you are pretending to sleep!"
"I didn't. I really fell asleep, but the noodles you cooked were so delicious that I woke up." Mo Liancheng indifferent smile, he is clearly very tired, but still spare no effort to amuse Mu Qing Qing happy.
Mo Liancheng opened the lid of the bowl and ate it.
"Don't eat, it's cold..." Mu Qingqing looks at the noodles that have been glued together. She says with some worry that moliancheng, a pampered man who is not used to every five-star restaurant, is wolfing down a bowl of plain noodles.
"It doesn't matter. I want to eat this kind of food!" Mo Liancheng didn't look at Mu Qingqing, but he took a big mouthful of Zhengxiang. At last, the soup dregs left in it were all swept away and rolled into the stomach.
Mo Liancheng patted his stomach and said with satisfaction, "I haven't eaten so much for a long time. Recently, I haven't had any appetite. It turns out that there's a bowl of Mu Qingqing's noodles!"
Mu Qingqing took the bowl to the kitchen and washed it. In Donglin villa, even if there are many people to take care of herself, Mu Qingqing will still do something within her power. She is used to it.
Mo Liancheng did not know when, also followed in, from behind the embrace of Mu Qingqing, "thank you..."
"Have you always been so grateful to others?" Mu Qingqing said faintly, and then broke away from Mo Liancheng's hand and put the bowl on the shelf on one side.
Immediately, Mu Qingqing turned around, her eyes fell straight on the eyes of Mo Liancheng, "is the company's business related to Shixun?""How do you know?" Mo Liancheng's expression became a little grim. He thought that Mu Qingqing would not know about it.
"So you know that, too?" Mu Qingqing frowned and said nervously.
What Jin Shixun said yesterday when he came to see Mu Qingqing, he felt that something was wrong. As a result, something happened to the company in moliancheng the next day. It is obvious that this matter must have something to do with Jin Shixun. However, Mu Qingqing also did not expect that moliancheng already knew the truth.
"The report on the Internet was sent from Jin Shixun's studio. I suspect that someone behind him cooperated with him and that he was used to deal with me. The company is not peaceful at this time. I went to him, but he would not say Mo Liancheng said lightly and told Mu Qingqing everything.
Mu Qingqing frowned, some apologetic mention of yesterday's things.
Mo Liancheng did not continue to press the company's affairs on Mu Qingqing's body, but took her hand and asked seriously, "you are so kind to me today, just because of your brother's affairs, you feel sorry, right?"
Mu Qingqing also wanted to deal with moliancheng before. She wanted to let him taste the taste of losing everything. But when the Mohist group really had an accident, she didn't feel happy or even worried.