Seeing that Mu Li didn't answer, Lin Qing went to watch TV again.
Fortunately, Mu Li was agile and snatched the remote control and turned off the TV.
"Your mother just called and asked us to go back in the next two days." Mu Li explained.
Lin Qing still had a dazed expression. After a pause, he asked, "Did my mother call just now?"
She searched her mind for a long time, but found nothing.
"The call I just received was." Mu Li tried to calm himself down.
Lin Qing suddenly realized: "Oh, that's my mother calling. When I heard you call me mom, I thought it was your mother calling."
Mu Li was deeply impressed by this tongue-twister-like logic.
Mu Li threw the pillow in her arms to the other side. Her train of thought was far ahead of others.
Lin Qing was dissatisfied with his behavior and knelt on the sofa to take back the pillow. However, the sofa was too soft, and when she bent down to reach for the pillow, her wrist supporting her body tilted, causing her to fall flat on her face.
It would be fine if she just lay on the sofa, but she just lay on Mu Li's legs.
"Ouch!" Lin Qing let out a muffled cry of pain as he suddenly lost his balance.
So, Lin Qing half-knelt on Mu Li's legs, and Mu Li was glancing at her.
To be honest, their posture is... a bit weird.
"It hurts so much." Lin Qing wanted to get up, but sprained his wrist, so he had to use his other hand to find a fulcrum.
She thought about it and put her soft little hand on Mu Li's thigh.
She probably wanted to hold Mu Li down so that she could get up, but she didn't expect that her positioning ability... was really poor.
She touched something warm and hard, and it felt different from her thigh.
Feeling strange, she didn't press it down directly to support herself to stand up, but pinched it.
"Huh?" Lin Qing was even more confused.
In order to find out what it was, Lin Qing pinched it again boldly.
Mu Li was ashamed.
"Lin Qing..." He tried to warn, his voice a little hoarse.
Lin Qing was so focused on thinking about how to escape from him that she didn't notice how much patience Mu Li had on his face because of her.
At this moment, Lin Qing seemed to have forgotten that he had to get rid of this strange posture, and he didn't feel uncomfortable even though he was breathing heavily.
However, the person who was feeling uncomfortable at the moment was certainly not her, but Mu Li who was teased by her.
This woman, all the physiology classes she took before were in vain, right? Mu Li rolled his eyes.
He called Lin Qing again, but Lin Qing still didn't seem to hear him.
Mu Li even began to doubt whether Lin Qing was deliberately sent to torture him.
So, Mu Li held down her restless little hand and lifted it up.
When she wanted to take a look what was going on, Mu Li quickly and rudely threw her aside.
After there was no threat, Mu Li breathed a sigh of relief.
Even if he is a gentleman, he can't stand such torture.
Lin Qing, who was thrown out, didn't understand what was going on. She stared at Mu Li's legs and recalled what happened just now. After thinking about it, she was really confused.
"Mu Li..."
Lin Qing looked pitiful and called Mu Li's name.
This expression, this scene, made it seem as if Mu Li had done something wrong.
It's really annoying.
"Hmm?" Mu Li looked at her, waiting to hear an apology.
However, Lin Qing pointed to the other side of Mu Li: "Pillow."
Doesn't she take some responsibility for her actions just now
Mu Li died.
As Lin Qing spoke, his brows slightly furrowed and his eyelashes drooped, like a child whose toy had been taken away.
This relaxed and comfortable look seems like she is acting coquettishly.
His heart softened by this expression, and Mu Li handed the pillow to Lin Qing before he could react.
Mu Li thought that maybe he owed Lin Qing in his previous life and now he came to him to pay it back.
"But just now, um, I seem to have touched something..." Lin Qing glanced at Mu Li as he recalled, and then hugged the pillow in his arms.
Mu Li fell silent.
Unexpectedly, Lin Qing continued: "It seems... quite comfortable."
Seeing that Mu Li was silent, Lin Qing leaned forward and asked with concern: "You don't look well, are you sick?"
Mu Li felt that if he continued like this he would definitely get sick.
Since being put in solitary confinement, Lin Qing's behavior has improved greatly. After Mu Li asked for leave from the company for her, she hardly contacted anyone and lived a simple life every day.
Lin Qing in this state is no different from usual.
Mu Li thought that even if she was placed in a place where neither chickens laid eggs nor birds shit, she would probably be so calm and not have any sense of urgency.
Somehow, looking at Lin Qing, Mu Li felt at ease.
This sense of security lasted until the day I accompanied Lin Qing back to her parents' home.
Lin Qing got up very early that day. When the clock pointed to a quarter past six, she was already sitting quietly in front of the dressing table combing her cascading long hair.
The cascading black hair adds a bit of feminine charm to her.
When Mu Li woke up, he saw such a beautiful picture.
Not only does she have a pretty face, but now it seems that her back is also pleasing to the eye.
Mu Li felt more and more that his vision was very good.
Lin Qing combed her hair very slowly, and Mu Li lay there watching motionlessly.
After a while, she combed her hair and tucked it behind her ears. She spoke without turning around or looking up.
"My mom makes delicious ribs, and you can get a taste of her cooking today."
Mu Li was stunned for a moment, then looked again and thought it was Lin Qing who saw him in the mirror just now.
After a pause, Lin Qing continued: "My mother's cooking skills are ten times better than mine."
Her tone was light and she didn't sound like she was showing off, but it sounded very comfortable.
Mu Li raised his eyebrows: "It's our mother."
Lin Qing saw Mu Li in the mirror, and after a moment's pause, he nodded: "Yes, it's our mother."
Mu Li got off the bed, walked behind her and stood still, with one hand on her shoulder: "When will you remember it?"
Lin Qing tilted his head: "Didn't I always remember it?"
When Mu Li brought Lin Qing to knock on the door of her mother's house, Lin's mother was cooking the last dish in the kitchen.
It was Mr. Lin who opened the door. As soon as he opened the door, a smile immediately broke out on his face.
"Qingqing is back!" Father Lin welcomed Lin Qing warmly. When Mu Li entered the room, his expression was a little restrained.
Mu Li knew this expression at a glance. After entering the entrance, he put his arm around Lin Qing's shoulders and called out, "Dad."
After this shout, Mr. Lin finally felt relieved. After shouting a few times, he hurried to find slippers for them to change into.
In comparison, Lin Qing was much calmer.
Her demeanor was as calm as if she had brought a friend back for dinner.
Mother Lin, who was busy in the kitchen, heard some noise at the door, so she slipped out to take a look during the break from cooking. As soon as she came out of the kitchen, she saw her daughter and son-in-law coming in, and she was overjoyed.
"Qingqing, you guys sit down first, I'll be done soon!" Mother Lin's spirits suddenly improved a hundred times.
"Yeah." Lin Qing nodded, "Mom, let me help you."
She spoke naturally, without any feeling of long-lost reunion. Mu Li thought that Lin Qing had often helped like this when she was at home.
In her world, changing such a word is probably very far away.
It was just that Lin Qing had finally come back, so how could Mother Lin bear to let her cook? Seeing her snuggling in Mu Li's arms and being very obedient, she felt relieved.
"No, no, you two can just go and sit down!" After saying this, Mother Lin went back into the kitchen.
Dad Lin poured them some tea, said a few words, and then went to the kitchen to help Mom Lin.
This is like a happy family scene.
Seeing that his father was so polite to him, Lin Qing's eyes darkened and he lowered his head.
Mu Li saw this scene.
He knew very well that this was all because of his identity, but if the two elders could not get used to it, no matter how much he said, it would be useless.
It’s just… Lin Qing hung his head very low, like a wounded kitten, which made Mu Li feel distressed.
"Lin Qing, take me to visit your room." Mu Li held her hand, which was a little cold.
Lin Qing still kept his head down and nodded reluctantly.
Lin Qing's room was not big, and the things inside were arranged very neatly. Mu Li walked in front and looked around the room as soon as he entered.
The off-white wall has award certificates all over the left side.
This is probably something every child will experience in their childhood. When they are praised in school, they will feel like they have received a treasure and will stick the bright red certificate on the wall.
The same is true for Lin Qing.
Mu Li read a lot of those award certificates.
It really fits Lin Qing’s image of a good boy.
When he shifted his sight from the wall, Mu Li realized that there were not many items in Lin Qing's room. Apart from a single bed, a wardrobe, and a dressing table, there were no other furniture.
The things on the dressing table were also neatly arranged.
Mu Li could almost imagine Lin Qing's daily life from these things.
The curtains in the room were half-drawn, and the sun shifted its position, allowing a faint ray of sunlight to come in from outside.
Mu Li's eyes swept across the floor and he finally found the special thing about this room. He raised his foot to go to the window, but Lin Qing gently pulled his sleeve.
"Dad is calling us, let's go out for dinner." As Lin Qing spoke, her little hand let go of his sleeve.
However, her hand didn't fall back in time, and was caught by Mu Li, who held it in his hand. His hand was large and strong, with a charm inherent in a mature man.
Like the sun, warm.
Lin Qing's heart skipped a beat and was led out of the bedroom by Mu Li.
At the dinner table, Mu Li treated Lin's father and mother as his own parents, and was also very caring towards Lin Qing.
Mother Lin accidentally mentioned that "Qingqing likes to eat spare ribs," so Mu Li always put a few more pieces when picking food for Lin Qing.
When speaking, Mu Li always spoke after Lin's father and mother had finished speaking. He never interrupted or showed any impatience.
Lin Qing felt that Mu Li’s care for her was very heartwarming, and she had a sweet feeling in her heart.
It's like taking a bite of honey.
"Mu Li, what kind of food do you like? Next time you come, I will cook it specially for you." Mother Lin extended an olive branch.
Mu Li was not picky: "Just do what Lin Qing likes. I like what she likes too."
Hearing this, Lin Qing was stunned and felt a little dizzy as if he was drunk.
Mother Lin was already grinning from ear to ear.
After the meal, the two elders' opinions of Mu Li changed greatly.
In fact, as long as Mu Li treats Lin Qing well, his identity doesn’t matter.
When Lin Qing went to the kitchen to help wash, Mother Lin closed the door and whispered to her: "Qingqing, you should be careful when you are in the Mu family. It's not like your own home. You need to give in a lot of times. Do you understand?"
Lin Qing lowered his head to rinse the oil stains on the bowl and nodded.
What worried Mother Lin the most was actually Lin Qing's personality. She would be somewhat uncomfortable in such a family. But she saw that Mu Li was still attentive to Lin Qing, so she let go of this worry.
Before leaving, Mother Lin handed a small bottle of canned food to Lin Qing.
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