The beautiful Danfeng has bright eyes, as if he thinks this fruit tea tastes good, and the tip of his pink tongue licked the water stains on his lips.
Then he picked up the glass jug again, poured a cup into his own cup, and then said, "Mr Mu seems to be repelling me? Because of the Chu family?"
Mu Qi paused, as if he didn't expect the little girl in front of him to point it out directly.
He didn't deny it, but raised his brows, leaned back in the chair, and watched Chu Ci's slow movements.
Chu Ci took a sip of fruit tea again and shook his head, "President Namu doesn't need to worry. I always like to work against my family. My father did buy that place for me, but what else did he say? I didn't even tell me, I also realized what he wanted to do when I saw you live opposite."
Chu Ci said these words slowly, as if there was indeed not much emotion towards the Chu family.
"It seems that speaking of the Chu Family, you don't have much emotion." Mu Qi said curiously.
I saw Chu Ci put the cup in his hand aside, tidyed up his clothes, picked up the small outside that he had put on the back of the chair, and answered his question, "I respect my parents, but no matter who it is, You can't raise too much emotion for parents who don't care about themselves, right?"
After all, they haven't really gotten along together. Maybe Chu's father and Chu's mother didn't even know the original character of the original owner.
Mu Qi's dark eyes flicked a thought, but he didn't say anything more, he stood up, the tall figure slightly blocked Chu Ci's way forward, and then he spoke, keeping his eyes closed, "I will see you go back."
"Okay." Chu Ci nodded, put on her own little outerwear, and walked out with Mu Qi, smiling while smiling, "I have nothing else to give you, and then I will bake biscuits by hand for you. ."
‘Mu’s love value is +3, currently 15. ’
His footsteps paused, and the one who hesitated for two or three seconds responded.
When Mu Qi drove back to Huaxia Mingxiu with Chu Ci, watched Chu Ci get off the car, raised his hand and waved with him, then he turned and entered the villa.
Mu Qi was still sitting in the car, a pair of black eyes kept watching Chu Ci enter the door, with his hands on the steering wheel, his fingertips tapping the steering wheel, and it was a long time before he started the car and drove back to his villa.
Waiting to get home, the voice of the little girl still echoed in his ears, his eyes were slightly complicated, he turned around and poured a glass of water, drank half of it in one breath, and then just held the cup like this, leaned against the kitchen cabinet, and put himself Touched my phone.
After hesitating for a few seconds, I found out the homepage Chu Ci was looking at and searched for Chu Ci's id.
Looking at this neat homepage, there are about a dozen or twenty videos lined up on it, and I click on the nearest one at random.
Looking at the font marked on what to do today, he paused. The soft chocolate chip cookies were just the snacks in the small bag that the little girl sent yesterday.
From the beginning it was just a method of making soft chocolate cookies.
This video only has background music, and the little girl’s white and tender hands, without her sweet voice. It’s a bit boring to watch, watching the first batch of biscuits come out of the oven. In the upper right corner, I want to close this video.