Chapter 887

"Well, well, I'm going up."

Tang housekeeper looked at Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing, and then went upstairs with a sense of interest, without saying a word more.

The atmosphere suddenly became embarrassed. Mo Liancheng's eyes had never been in a trance, as if he had done something invisible. Mu Qingqing finally regained consciousness, and suddenly realized that something was wrong. He looked up and down at Mo Liancheng, who was wearing pajamas.

"No, why are you hiding below?" Mu Qingqing stroked his chin and said suspiciously.

Mo Liancheng was startled and immediately asked, "what are you doing here? You don't sleep in the middle of the night. What are you doing here?"

Mu Qingqing doesn't allow the trace to take a look at the food at his feet. He is struggling not to let himself down, but God deliberately teases Mu Qingqing.

All of a sudden, Mu Qingqing's stomach let out a long moan. Her cheek burned fiercely and raised her hand to cover her stomach.

"Tut tut Tut, it turns out that some people can't stand it. Then why do you have to be so stubborn that you don't have dinner and ask for trouble!" Mo Liancheng walked around Mu Qingqing two times, joking.

Mu Qingqing's face turned red, but the funniest thing was that Mo Liancheng was proud of himself and was satirizing Mu Qingqing, but he didn't expect that his stomach was not competitive and called out. The sound was the same as that of Mu Qingqing, echoing each other.

For a time, the scene was difficult to control. No matter Mu Qingqing just now or moliancheng, they all wanted to find a hole in the ground and never come out to see people again.

In a flash, there was a dead silence in the huge dining room of the villa. However, the silence did not last long and ended in Mu Qingqing's explosive laughter.

"What a laugh! Shut up Mo Liancheng unreasonable command, the tone is full of childish indulgence, his expression embarrassed like eating a big Coptis, there is no pain out.

This time, it was Mu Qingqing's turn to have the upper hand. She suddenly understood why Mo Liancheng was hiding under the bar. Thinking of her own mood, the answer was easily solved. Isn't Molian city the same as himself, if it is, then Mu Qingqing must be a good reproach of Molian City, recapture a city.

Thinking, Mu Qingqing then stretched out his head, do not have a smile to the bar under the table, a face of evil.

Mo Liancheng stepped forward to Mu Qing Qing, just in front of her eyes, "I am a man, not a fairy, what's so strange! It's late. Go to bed quickly

Mo Liancheng holds a shoulder of Mu Qingqing in one hand, and turns her body to the direction of the stairway, urging her to go upstairs to sleep quickly. But mu Qingqing's evil thought has been opened, naturally it will not be so easy to be mo Liancheng to open, so a flash will be flexible into the other side of the bar.

"Hello

Mo Liancheng yelled, but it was too late to stop Mu Qingqing. He had to close his eyes and sigh deeply.

Mu Qingqing walked around the "hiding place" where she was just flustered, but she found that, in addition to the food thrown on the ground in a panic not far away, there were also half a bottle of milk and a few bites of sausage that had been drunk and pushed into the corner of the bar.

Mu Qingqing took out all the things and almost lost her voice. She deliberately imitated the tone of Mo Liancheng, and said the same thing, "tut Tut, it turns out that some people can't stand it. Then why do you have to be so hard as not to eat dinner and ask for hardship?"

"Mu Qingqing, you are enough!" Mo Liancheng can not live, but there is no reason to lose his temper, so he has to let Mu Qingqing make trouble.

In the fight between Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing, the two people's stomachs broke out again. It seems to be laughing at them, even so naive, to such a boring point.

Two people who have been caught stealing food from each other are like high school students who have been found out about their youth secrets. They become angry, panic stricken, extremely disgraced, and throw pot at each other.

Under this, Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng both shut their mouths. After a quiet moment, their eyes crossed and they couldn't help laughing.

Steward Tang stood at the stairway on the corner of the second floor. He clearly looked at the scene downstairs. His smile was hard to restrain. "It's a couple. There are more than 30 kinds of food in the refrigerator, but they all choose the same kind of milk and sausage. There are so many hiding places in the living room, but both of them are subconsciously hiding under the bar

"Ha ha ha, it's really interesting, interesting..." Uncle Tang sighed. A stone fell to the ground in his heart. At this moment, sleepiness came again and turned into the room.

Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng are really on a par with each other, so they all shut up and no one will speak ill of anyone. It is obedient together into the kitchen, the real cooperation cooked a snack.

However, it is a fried rice with eggs, but it makes both people eat with relish.

It was the most delicious egg fried rice that Mu Qingqing had ever eaten in her life, and it was also the most delicious egg fried rice ever eaten in moliancheng's life.By the end of the night time, it was already 3:47 a.m., and now both of them had no sleepiness. Mu Qingqing stood by the French window of the living room. The scene in front of her was similar to that of Donglin villa.

Not long ago, moliancheng handed over a cup of coffee, still steaming. The fragrant flavor diffuses in an instant and warms the original cold living room.

Mo Liancheng secretly took a look at Mu Qingqing, who might be able to warm the family. In addition to all the steaming things, there was also Mu Qingqing, a woman.

From that moment until the dawn, it was just two hours. Mu Qingqing and moliancheng talked a lot. About the fall of the Mohist group, about the expectations of the Mohist master, about the ideas and calculations of Molian City, the two people all made clear all these.

Finally, Mo Liancheng stretched out his hand and pulled the corners of his mouth, "so... Happy cooperation, Mrs. Mo?"

Mu Qingqing was so satisfied with the title for the first time, so she put her hand on the warm palm without hesitation, and returned with the same firm and incomparable smile, "happy cooperation, Mr. Mo!"

A simple snack, two cans of ice free beer, a smile, a pair of warm hands, once again pull the two people together.

Looking at the angular and beautiful face of Molian City, Mu Qingqing was not happy, but did not show anything on the surface.