"Nothing." There were a lot of people in the box, customers and people in the company were there, so he concealed the injury, only feeling a burning pain on his arm. But remembering the fragrant smell on her body just now, and inexplicably feel that the pain has alleviated a lot.
…
In the evening, after Mo Xiaoguo chatted with Mo Xiaona for a while, she went back to her room, went to bed early, and was ready to go to work tomorrow.
After lying down for a few minutes, I took the phone out of my pillow again and compiled a message, "I was accepted by the company, thank you. If it weren't for you, I won't be so smooth. I hope I can thank you face to face if I have the opportunity!"
She didn't expect him to reply to herself. After all, the message she sent during the last interview was like a stone sinking into the sea, and there was no reply.
She turned off the phone, closed her eyes, and fell asleep.
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the other side.
In the comfortable bachelor's apartment, Mu Beicheng is dressed in home clothes. Compared to the daytime, he looks much lazy at the moment.
Clumsy use his left hand to boil the instant noodles.
In the evening, I poured a glass of wine in the Qicai Jiangnan, and I didn't eat anything. Now my stomach is too hungry.
The burned right hand became more and more red, and it hurts whenever I move it. After listening to her, he dared not touch the water.
When the commonly used mobile phone rang, the water was boiling. Mu Beicheng rushed down before taking out his mobile phone.
It's Lu Ying.
Now in country Y, she stayed up all night and just finished her work.
"Beicheng, are you asleep?" Lu Ying's tone was always so soft, sounding like a baby.
"No, I'm cooking noodles." In contrast, Mu Beicheng's response was light.
"Instant noodles again? Didn't dinner taste good?" There was obvious worry in the words.
"Well, socializing, it's rare to have a few bites." The same cherishment is like gold.
"I said you should hire an aunt. You can't stand it all day long. You will be really sick in the future. Uncles, aunts, grandparents and grandparents will blame me for not taking care of you."
"I don't like strangers coming in and out at home." Mu Beicheng rejected her offer.
Lu Ying sighed helplessly, that was the only way.
He Mu Beicheng decides what Lu Ying can change? Without his permission, even her fiancee could not enter and leave at will in his site.
"By the way, have you met my brother's girlfriend?" Lu Ying suddenly thought of it.
"Yeah." Unconsciously, a clean face came to mind.
"What do you think of that girl? Compared to Lu Feng's eyes, I believe you more."
how about it
Mu Beicheng concentrated, thinking about the accident today. Staring at the flashing flames on the stove, he didn't speak for a while.
"Beicheng, what's the matter?" Lu Ying asked another question at that end without hearing the answer.
In his pocket, another cell phone happened to ring again. He didn't respond to Lu Ying, only changed his hands and took out the other mobile phone. Seeing the message, his eyes darkened slightly, and he said, "Very good. Lu Ying, it's late, take a good rest."
"All right." Just hanging up the phone, Lu Ying was a little bit reluctant. "In a few days, the film here will be finished, and it will be fine for me to send the film to the headquarters. Then I can have it. I spend a lot of time with you."
Mu Beicheng didn't speak, Lu Ying seemed to be used to this way of getting along with them. After a pause, I added another sentence: "Beicheng, I miss you so much..."
Not surprisingly, Mu Beicheng remained silent.
This is how they get along.
From the very beginning, it was Lu Ying who was taking the initiative, and he was not salty from the beginning to the end, let alone that she was his girlfriend. Even the engagement was facilitated by the elders of the two families.
The Mu family and the Lu family are world-famous friends, and Lu Ying is very pleased with the elders. Last year, the old man suddenly had a brain hemorrhage lying in bed and his life was hanging by a thread. The old man was thinking about Mu Beicheng's marriage, so Mu Zhigui had to help his son settle the marriage. As a result, it became the current situation.
After hanging up Lu Ying's call, Mu Beicheng returned Mo Xiaoguo's message.
This is just a brief'Congratulations! 'Two words. He looked at it and felt it was too perfunctory, and then slowly added a few words with his left hand, "This is your strength, I am at best the icing on the cake. If you need it in the future, you can still find me."
Seeing her say thanking herself in person, she couldn't help but feel a little funny.
If she knew it was him at this end, how would she react
The information went back, until Mu Beicheng fished out the accidentally boiled noodles one by one and ate them cleanly, and there was no more movement on the phone.
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The next day, early morning.
The alarm clock rang, Mo Xiaoguo opened his eyes and turned on the phone in a daze. At a glance, he saw the information rushing in, and his smile floated on his little face. Early in the morning, I was in a very good mood.
Put on the suit, tie the long hair behind his head, and yelled, "Mom! Mom!" as he walked out of the room door.
"Early in the morning, it was noisy. They are all so old, and they look like a child." Lu Tianhui came out of the kitchen with porridge, and laughed at her daughter.
"Mom, do you still have the scald ointment that you haven't removed? Give me one."
"What do you want that?" Mo Xiaona yawned lazily and came out of the bedroom, looking at Mo Xiaoguo, "Is it hot?"
"It's not me, um... count as a friend!" In fact, he is someone who can't even be counted as a friend.
"There are a few more. I'll get them. You sit down and eat. You go to work early on the first day." Lu Tianhui patted Mo Xiaoguo on the shoulder and turned back to her room.