Warm marriage to the bone, the president's wife is ruthless

Chapter 742

"Old man, there are snacks to eat!"

"Oh, you eat less sweets, be careful of blood sugar exceeding the standard..."

Song Yanshu and Mu Qingqing looked at each other and smiled awkwardly.

In fact, Mu Qingqing decided to come here alone because she didn't want to give Song Yanshu false hope. Many things happened recently, but Song Yanshu still pretended to be okay and stayed by her side.

Song Yanshu could accompany her grandly, but Mu Qingqing couldn't be selfish and pretend that nothing happened, without asking or mentioning it.

Fired utensils had turned from dark brown to taupe, dry and lifeless.Mu Qingqing sat on the coloring table, pondered carefully for a while, and then started to paint, drawing colorful oils on the utensils she made by herself one by one.

Song Yanshu sneaked a sneaky glance at Mu Qingqing on purpose, then mysteriously walked to a place far away from Mu Qingqing, and began to fiddle with it seriously.

"I've finished drawing..." Mu Qingqing got up and handed the painted cup to her grandfather. When her gaze fell on Song Yanshu inadvertently, he was so startled that he almost jumped up and quickly covered the cup in his hand. Works, a mysterious look.

"Don't peek!" Song Yanshu was covering his things, he looked like a child protecting his own toys, with his height of 180 cm, it looked very interesting.

"Tch, who peeped at you? It's not an art exam. It's so mysterious." Mu Qingqing rolled her eyes, then walked to the backyard and sat on the stone steps.The time for baking and coloring is not very long, so Mu Qingqing decided to wait here, preferably to see her finished product today.

Thinking of this, Mu Qingqing gently stroked her belly with a trace of expectation in her eyes, as if she was whispering to the baby, looking very happy.

Today's weather is considered a very warm day in early autumn, the sun is particularly abundant, and the stone bench in the backyard is warm and comfortable.

"Come on, drink tea. I'm going to the store to greet the guests. After the old man bakes it in a while, you can see the finished product made by yourself!" Grandma put a set of purple sand tea set on the stone table, with a face full of tears. Said with a smile.

Song Yanshu got up, supported grandma's shoulders, and acted coquettishly, "I see, I understand, don't you feel relieved that your grandson is here? Hurry up and get busy..."

Grandma smiled from ear to ear, as if as long as Song Yanshu was here, the elders would be very happy.

"You and grandma have such a good relationship, like your own grandparents." Mu Qingqing took a sip of tea and sighed with a smile.

While talking, Mu Qingqing remembered one thing. The last time Song Yanshu gave herself a ceramic chopstick rest with Mu Qingqing's name engraved on it. Song Yanshu has carefully kept such a gadget for so many years. What is the meaning of it? Mu Qing Qing knew it very well, so she planned to return the object that witnessed Song Yanshu's feelings to him.

Mu Qingqing had no intention of accepting him at all, so naturally she shouldn't accept such a meaningful gift.

Just when Mu Qingqing put her hand into her pocket and felt for a piece of cold porcelain with her fingertips, a tall and thin man suddenly appeared in front of her. Chased here.

"Mo Liancheng... what are you doing here?" Mu Qingqing stood up with some difficulty, with a look of defense in her eyes.

Song Yanshu's brows tightened, and then he stared at the unexpected visitor in front of him. Mo Liancheng's visit seemed a little out of place, and a little too abrupt.

"Are you following me?" Mu Qingqing suddenly thought that she didn't go to the set today, but just wandered around to relax, but it must not be a coincidence that Mo Liancheng was able to find her location so accurately.

Mo Liancheng's expression was gloomy and cold. Of course he knew where this place was, so he walked up to Mu Qingqing and said in a cold voice, "I didn't even say anything, and if I didn't go to the studio, I wouldn't go to the studio. Do you think I'm transparent?"

"I told the director that I'm not feeling well today." Mu Qingqing responded coldly, but it didn't seem like she was explaining at all.

Before Mu Qingqing finished speaking, Mo Liancheng suddenly raised his voice, and firmly grabbed Mu Qingqing's wrist, "Uncomfortable? Is it uncomfortable, or came out to meet a wild man in private!"

"Mo Liancheng, what are you talking about!" Enraged, Song Yanshu pushed Mo Liancheng away from Mu Qingqing, glaring at him.

Seeing Song Yanshu protecting his woman behind him, looking like he was on guard against himself, Mo Liancheng smiled wryly, and then his eyes became stern, "Why, you are so angry because you were exposed?"

"Mo Liancheng, have you made enough trouble!"

Mu Qingqing stopped the war that was about to break out, she didn't want the two men to have any more conflicts because of her, "I have already complied with the contract to help you shoot commercials, what else do you want!"

Mo Liancheng's dull and cold eyes fell on Mu Qingqing again, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Mu Qingqing, don't I just want that broken advertisement! Do you understand that what I want is you!"

"But we can't go back..." When Mu Qingqing was speaking harsh words, she dared not look directly at Mo Liancheng, her burning eyes almost burned her heart.

"Mu Qingqing, what the hell are you..." Mo Liancheng's words were interrupted by the old man who was happily holding the baking utensils, and looked in the direction of the source of the voice.

"Come on, let's take a look at your work, it's done! Let it cool for another 15 minutes, and the color will be more transparent!" The old man put an aluminum tray on the stone table in the back yard, and took off his gloves , I didn’t forget to remind them that it’s very hot now, so I can’t handle it with my hands yet.

"Yo, this is..." The old man didn't notice just now that there was another handsome young man in the yard.It can be seen that everyone looked at each other blankly, the old man prevaricated casually knowingly, and ran to the front shop to help the old lady greet guests.

When Mo Liancheng's eyes fell on the two crooked cups in front of him, his face almost turned gray, his throat rolled, and the sound he made was more like a low moan of a wild animal, "Mu Qingqing, You guys are really interesting!"

At the same time, Mu Qingqing looked at the two cups in front of her with astonishment. Except for one that she painted with a love heart on her face, Song Yanshu's cup actually had the same design as her own, and even the color scheme was similar. .

From the looks of it, this is clearly a pair of couple cups.

Mu Qingqing looked at Song Yanshu in disbelief, before she could find the answer, Mo Liancheng raised his hand and knocked the two boiling hot cups to the ground.

(End of this chapter)