Kneeling and begging the ancestors to be a good man

Chapter 189 Pharmacist [18] Mo Qing: Master Jiang is going to be an Internet cafe this time? [Second update]

"In addition to Jiang Ke, Gu Wanwan, who was kicked as a football because of his poor physical fitness, has also come to report." Goblin put the takeaway on the dining table, "You know?"

"Have you seen it?"

"No, I just missed it yesterday."

Goblin replied, and then called Peng Ren out for dinner.

Immediately afterwards, he said to Mo Qing, "How do you plan to distribute them?"

He had a plan in mind.

Anyway, he retired from the position of minister, and the deputy minister can't get it. Can't he get a hand in other positions?

Mo Qing already had an idea: "Captain Jiang Ke, Gu Wanwan's finances."

Startled, Goblin pointed to himself: "What about me?"

Mo Qing squinted at him: "Team member."

Goblin: "..."

"I'm coming!"

When the atmosphere became tense, Peng Ren ran out of the bedroom, da da da went to wash his hands, and da da da came to the table again.

"What are you doing standing, sit down, don't wait for me."

Peng Ren thought that the two were being polite, so he specially pulled out the chairs for them.

Goblin sighed and sat down beside Peng Ren.

He was very hurt, but he didn't say it.

Mo Qing seemed to be unaware, took out the food, took out a box of white rice and a pair of chopsticks, and ate directly.

*
Peng Ren and Jiang Ke live close together.

If there is no Mo Qing, Peng Ren will definitely stay at Goblin's house, but this time, he wants to send Mo Qing back to Jiang Ke's house, so he simply sleeps in his own residence for one night.

"I'll come back tomorrow." Walking out of the building, Peng Ren waved to Goblin, "Gogo, see you tomorrow!"

Under the watchful eyes of a bunch of grandparents downstairs, Goblin bit the bullet and said goodbye to Peng Ren.

Mo Qing got into the car one step ahead of time.

As usual, when Peng Ren got into the car, he kept on blah.

In the past, Mo Qing would always respond with silence.

But this time, Mo Qing suddenly took the initiative to provoke the topic: "Your family, just you and your two brothers?"

"Ah, yes." Pengren said.

Mo Qing said: "The last time I went to the Imperial City, I heard that your Peng family has a big business. The two of you are Jiang Ke's driver and assistant. What about the family property?"

"My dad and uncles are in charge of the family business, so we don't need us." Peng Ren was basically unprepared, "Besides, our Peng family has the current family business because of the help of the Jiang family."

"See what this means, you are doing something for Jiang Ke, is it to repay your kindness?"

"You could say the same."

"How long is the report?"

Peng Ren said indifferently: "As long as Lord Jiang needs us to report, we can report for as long as possible."

"What about your personal goals?"

"Fight not to be dismissed by Lord Jiang and keep my job."

"..."

Mo tilted his eyes.

This man is really out of his mind.

However, with his silly and happy appearance all day long, he seems to be quite satisfied with his current life.

After thinking about it, Mo Qing didn't rush to ask anything else.

……

When I returned to Jiang Ke's house, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

The villa was brightly lit.

Jiang Ke is drinking tea in the living room.

Seeing Mo Qing came back, Jiang Ke took a look and said slowly, "You have a good sense of direction."

"what?"

Jiang Ke continued angrily: "I thought you were lost outside."

"..."

Good guy, I thought she came back late, and made such a big turn.

Mo Qing paced over: "Wait for me?"

Jiang Ke paused, raised his eyes, and purposely glanced at her face: "Your face isn't swollen."

Sarcastic about her big face.

This happened again and again, Mo Qing couldn't bear it anymore.

"Convulsion?" Mo Qing kicked off the sofa.

Jiang Ke narrowed his eyes: "Where's the phone?"

"It's out of battery." Mo Qing took out his phone to have a look, and then asked, "Did you send me a message?"

There is also an explanation.

The black air lingering between Jiang Ke's brows faded a little, he paused, and said: "If you come back after eight o'clock, you have to report to the police."

"Why?"

"What if I don't say a word and don't come back all night?"

"..." Mo Qing thought for a while, feeling a little awkward, so he nodded, "All right."

Jiang Ke was satisfied.

He glanced at the seat beside him: "Sit."

Anything else to say?

Mo Qing muttered in her heart, but she still sat down beside her.

Jiang Ke was holding a teacup in his hand. He glanced down, put the teacup on the coffee table, and asked, "If I agree to the experiment you mentioned, what is your first plan?"

Mo Qing was surprised for a moment.

She thought Jiang Ke would think longer.

After thinking for a second, Mo Qing's eyes moved slightly, and he asked, "Do you know the game 'Commander'?"

Jiang Ke frowned and said, "I heard."

This game is hot.

Especially in the past six months, with the "real battlefield" gimmick, it has attracted many young people, and the popularity is now in the game market, and it can be ranked in the top three.

Mo Qing supported his chin with one hand, and suggested: "Why don't you try your commanding ability first?"

Jiang Ke was silent for a moment: "If you can't think of a reliable solution, you don't have to say it."

Mo Qing raised his brows, provocatively: "Are you afraid that you won't be as good as him?"

After staring at her, Jiang Ke stood up: "The aggressive method is useless."

He went upstairs after speaking.

Looking at Jiang Ke's back, Mo Qing crossed his arms and smiled.

Small sample.

If he doesn't study this game in private, she will lose.

*
In the early morning of the next day, Mo Qing went out to wander around, and when he returned, he saw Jiang Ke standing at the door.

The weather was just right, the sun was shining brightly, Jiang Ke stood at the door, his figure was as tall and straight as a pine, his temperament was dignified and cold, and he had an indescribably seductive look.

However, his eyes are dangerous.

As soon as Mo Qing approached, he noticed something, and frowned: "I have to report to you even if I leave early?"

Jiang Ke nodded: "Yes."

Mo Qing hissed, reached out his hand unexpectedly, and squeezed Jiang Ke's face: "Your face is not swollen either."

When Jiang Ke reached out to block it, Mo Qing let go in time.

The skin is good, not soft, but feels good.

Soon, Mo Qing found that where she had pinched, there was some pink left.

"Your face is so tender?" Mo Qing laughed like an old man visiting a brothel.

"..."

Jiang Ke's face darkened slightly.

The temperature and touch of Mo Qing's fingertips still remained on his face, Jiang Ke looked at the smile in Mo Qing's eyes, let out his breath slowly, and decided not to bother with her on such trivial matters.

Jiang Ke asked, "Where did you go?"

Mo Qing raised his head, looked to the east, and squinted: "Look at the sunrise."

Jiang Ke was startled, but he didn't expect this answer, and then asked, "Where can I see it?"

"That tall tower in the city." Mo Qing said.

"How did you get up there?"

"Climb outside."

"..."

Jiang Ke was speechless for a moment.

"Don't worry, I'll always go." Mo Qing said, passing Jiang Ke, and she entered the room, "The surveillance is avoided, even if there are other things, it's too far away to take pictures of my face .”

Jiang Ke was puzzled and turned around: "What are you doing climbing the tower all day long?"

"Look at the new world."

Mo Qing talked idly and strolled into the kitchen.

Jiang Ke froze in place.

New world.

I mean, in this day and age?
Thinking that Mo Qing could watch even a bad drama with no nutrition, Jiang Ke frowned, and looked at Mo Qing's swaying figure from a distance, and then realized——

She is out of touch with the times.

Experiencing high school life, participating in modeling competitions, and taking on tasks from time to time does not mean that she really feels this era.

The changes of 100 years cannot be easily integrated overnight.

“Breakfast is good.”

Mo Qing brought out the breakfast prepared by Jiang Ke.

There are three kinds of breakfast, deep-fried dough sticks, buns, and soy milk.

Compared with what Mrs. Chen did, it was nothing.

However, Jiang Ke obviously couldn't compare with Mrs. Chen. He was already very good at doing these three things.

Jiang Ke said, "There are still noodles and vermicelli. The soup is ready."

Mo Qing took a bite of the deep-fried dough stick, thought for a while and answered, "Eat a bowl of noodles."

She's not really a big eater.

However, when Jiang Ke prepared these breakfasts early in the morning and wanted to ask her to eat them, he found that no one was there...

At least give him some comfort.

Although Mo Qing is not reasonable most of the time, when it is time to be reasonable, he is quite reasonable.

It took Jiang Ke a few minutes to heat the powder, put it in a bowl, and serve it to the table.

Mo Qing rolled his eyes, seeing him wearing an apron and holding vermicelli, always felt novelty.

In memory, Jiang Yan also cooks.

Especially in the early years.

But later, the team he led became bigger and bigger, and there were endless things to do all day long, so there were fewer opportunities to cook, and it became a luxury to have a meal with her.

At that time, cooking was not so convenient, and Mo Qing could never remember what it was like when Jiang Yan was cooking.

Not knowing what Mo Qing was thinking, Jiang Ke untied his apron, sat down opposite him, and asked, "Are you going to the Eighth Base today?"

"No." Mo Qing picked up a piece of chopsticks powder, "Play games today."

Jiang Ke frowned thinking of "The Commander".

"Are you together?"

"Need not."

"Just right." Mo Qing took a mouthful of powder and swallowed, "I have an appointment with Min Chang to go to the Internet cafe. If you are going, maybe you will have to act as a network administrator or something."

Jiang Ke: "..."

Is it so difficult for her to say a word?
(End of this chapter)