"Come on, you are also tired, don't run. Auntie has woken up now, and there is probably nothing serious. You should go back and look at Xiaoguo. Her fetus is already unstable. Today, she was drinking soup in the'Shengshi Dynasty' It's uncomfortable again."
Mu Beicheng just walked into the elevator and pressed the floor number. My finger paused on '1' and asked: "Are you in'Shengshi Dynasty' at noon?"
"Yeah. I queued for a long time, but it was a pity that Xiaoguo felt a little uncomfortable midway, so she withdrew early."
"About what time is it?"
"Um... It should be about 12:30. What's wrong?"
Mu Beicheng's handsome eyebrows frowned, he thought silently, and his eyebrows opened again. The gloom deposited in my heart seemed to have suddenly found an exit, and a ray of bright light shone in.
"It's nothing, I won't talk to you more, you can concentrate on driving. I will call Xu Lei to accompany Mu Miao in a moment."
Mu Xin smiled, "Xu Lei can't ask for it."
Before hanging up the phone, Mu Beicheng still asked Mu Xin: "Do you still see a rival in love?"
"No." Mu Xin laughed at himself, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel, and raised his voice slightly: "Very good. Really, this is good!"
She repeated it twice, as if trying to convince herself.
Mu Beicheng said: "Sister, as long as you feel good."
After hanging up the phone, Mu Beicheng drove home.
The lamp shadow outside the window retreated a little bit in his eyes, thinking of a certain little woman at home, the corners of her lips involuntarily evoked a charming arc.
It turned out that she was also in the'Shengshi Dynasty' at noon.
When she got home, Sister Chen just packed her things and was about to leave.
"Mr Mu is back."
"Well, she is in the room?" Mu Beicheng asked without seeing her in the hall.
Sister Chen pointed to the brightly lit study room, "In the study room, I have read all day's books today."
Mu Beicheng looked sideways at the study. The door was still closed, but he could imagine her quietly leaning on the bookshelf, studying seriously.
Taking off his tie and jacket, instead of going to the study immediately, he went back to his bedroom and took a shower leisurely. He decided to take a leisurely look at some hard-talking little woman-he was not in a hurry, and there was still a whole night away.
After bathing, Mu Beicheng wore a black nightgown. The short hair is still wet with water droplets, the whole person is fresh and clean, and there is a kind of laziness in the middle of the night.
Pushing the door and entering, she finally saw her when she walked between the bookshelves and the bookshelves. Wearing loose little floral cotton pajamas leaning against the bookshelf, her black hair casually strewn over her shoulders. There are snow-white plush slippers on her feet, which lined her exposed ankles and calves more and more white. She looked carefully and attentively, until he got so close, she didn't notice it either.
Such a quiet atmosphere, with him and her...
The warm white light enveloped him, there was an indescribable kind of warmth and tranquility, and his heart was warm. Suddenly not willing to break the silence, he stood there, squinting at her intently.
Mo Xiaoguo was thinking about the content of the book, and there were important points that she wanted to write down. She stood up straight and was about to pick up a pen. As soon as she raised her head, she saw a deep line of sight. His eyes were as far-reaching as the starry sky, and she looked straight into her heart. Go, make her feel shocked.
How long has he been standing here
"Excuse me?" Mu Beicheng asked. Perhaps because of the atmosphere, his voice sounded exceptionally clear and charming at the moment, like a stream with scattered sunlight.
He hadn't approached yet, but she felt that she was completely enveloped by his breath. Involuntarily remembered the deep kiss in the room this afternoon, breathing tightly. He just shook his head, put the book back on tiptoe, and glanced at him, "Are you busy with you, I won't bother you."
After all, she will leave from the study. When she passed by his side, she slightly turned sideways to avoid him, but was peeped by his long arm, and hugged her by her waist. With a slight strain on her long arms, she fell on his chest unexpectedly.
The hair was messed up, and a few small pieces swept under his nightgown and stained his firm chest muscles.
The picture is extraordinarily sexy and full of charm. An ambiguous factor suddenly oozes out of the air, and Mo Xiaoguo pressed it on his chest, his cheeks getting hot.
She wanted to retreat subconsciously, but she was so tightly bound by him that she couldn't move.
Instinctively raised his head and met his long gaze, he already spoke: "I heard that you went out with Mu Xin today?"
Fortunately, he didn't mention it, but Mo Xiaoguo remembered the scene of the'Shengshi Dynasty' again. I feel bored, and I don't want to bother him. Mu Beicheng was not in a hurry, but continued to lazily ask: "Where did you go? Huh?"
He got closer, and Mo Xiaoguo couldn't avoid it, so she had to answer stiffly: "The restaurant..."
"Which restaurant? What did you eat?" he asked with interest.
"... Eat anything you like." Mo Xiaoguo was avoiding his breath, not letting herself fall uncontrollably, so she didn't think it was strange that he asked so carefully at this moment.
Mu Beicheng raised his eyebrows, "My sister has always been very difficult to serve. How can I eat casually with her? Where can I eat it?"
He asked again.
At this moment, Mo Xiaoguo finally shook his head. She was stunned for a moment and didn't struggle anymore, just met his inquiring eyes.
He knows the lunch she and Mu Xin had at the Shengshi Dynasty
and so…
Did he also know that he saw him and Lu Ying
A grievance was entrenched in her chest, as if she was angry, she suddenly told the truth, "We are in the'Shengshi Dynasty'."
With a hard tone, he didn't want to look at him again, just struggling to get out of his embrace. But where is Mubei City willing to put it now? He hasn't asked what he wanted to ask yet!
Taking a step closer, he fixed her petite body between the bookshelf and his chest. He lowered his gaze and locked her up like a net of heaven and earth, "So, when I came back, I pretended to sleep because I was angry?"
In the same language. She felt embarrassed, but she felt wronged again.
"I'm not angry." She said insincerely, turned her face away, her eyes refused to meet him.
"Not angry?" Mu Beicheng laughed lowly, the laughter poured out, stained with charming dullness, "Then why don't you look into my eyes?"
She was angry and turned her face to meet his eyes. However, he actually touched his scorching sight. I was startled, only to hear him sigh: "Since I saw Lu Ying and I, why didn't I just come to say hello?"
greet
They are so close, what stand does she say hello to? How could she be so ignorant
Heart, tighten.
"I... don't want to disturb you." The simple words made her chest tight and painful.
Mu Beicheng couldn't help but bowed his head and took a bite on the tip of her nose, shocking her stunned. The tip of his nose immediately oozes a faint pink, and he rubs the tip of his nose affectionately, and sighs helplessly: "Now it is so difficult for you to admit that you still care about me? Huh?"
Her eyelashes trembled, her eyes drooping slightly, staring at the tip of his nose.
After a long silence, finally slowly raised his eyes to look at him, and said quietly, "Have you and her...reconciled?"
The voice was so soft that even she could hear the sadness in the words.
A dim light flashed through Mu Beicheng's deep eyes. She seemed a little afraid to hear his answer, she just looked away. Mu Beicheng smiled, with a clear laugh, "So you think so?"
She bit her lower lip, "Isn't it? You... are lovers at all."
When the words fell, she was a little annoyed that her words were too jealous. However, she just couldn't help it! She wanted to complain that they were too close, and they were too ambiguous. Everyone seemed to think that they were lovers!
Mu Beicheng later realized that Lu Ying was feeding himself soup. Could it be that Lu Ying saw her too
I was a little annoyed that I was being too careless at the time, but looking at the resentful look of the little woman in front of me, there was an indescribable sense of satisfaction and joy in my heart. Should he thank Lu Ying for letting him discover that in fact a certain little thing is just a stubborn mouth
Mu Beicheng planned to explain it to her, bending over, and hugged her directly. She was startled, and subconsciously put her arms around his neck to stabilize herself. He didn't figure out the situation, he had been seated on his large desk.
He put his hands on her side, looked down at her from top to bottom, and solemnly said: "Mo Xiaoguo, you have to remember, Lu Ying and I have become the past. From the time I saw you at Lu Feng's house From a moment on, Lu Ying and I are doomed to end."
She fixedly looked at him.
I still remember that day in a trance. He appeared just like that, low-key and stunning.
"Perhaps, since that day six years ago, we were destined to be entangled to this day." He continued.
For the first time, when he heard him take the initiative to mention something six years ago, Mo Xiaoguo twisted his heart, his hands on the desk buckled the desk subconsciously, and he instinctively stepped back.
Obviously aware of her emotional changes, Mu Beicheng forbids her to back down. The upright body squeezed her tight knees and pulled her legs around her waist to make them fit closer.
This pose...
Too ambiguous!
Even somewhere in her softness, she could feel the heat of every cell in his body. This feeling was too shocking and frightening, making her head dizzy.
Where is this posture for talking
"I apologize to you for my recklessness and frivolousness six years ago, but in the past six years... I have never forgotten you even one day!" He held her hand, tightly wrapped every finger of her, making ten fingers tight. buckle. Her heart is beating wildly. His words were so sincere, and she had no reason to doubt.
"Remember the time I found my wallet at the airport?" He continued. As if bewitched, she could only nod her head instinctively. Mu Beicheng said: "If you look through my wallet carefully, maybe our entanglement will begin at that moment. There is a picture of you in it, which I have kept for six years. So, at Lu Feng's house, my first glance Recognize you. Do you know why I made an exception to let you join the company? If it is because of your ability, it must be a lie to you."
Mo Xiaoguo stared at him intently, with shallow or deep emotions flowing. He snorted, as if mocking himself, "Maybe... Since then, I have been deliberately approaching you."
The first time I heard him say so much, it was like a confession.
Mo Xiaoguo only felt that there were hot bubbles floating in her heart, expanding, squeezing her heart. She couldn't tell what it felt like, she could only stare at him blankly for a long time, and let him see her intact.
Mu Beicheng was a little unbearable by her sight. I only felt that my heart was moving so hard, my long fingers provoked her jaw, and muttered in a dumb voice: "Don't look at me like this again, I'm afraid I will be tempted...
She never looked away, still gelled on his face like that.