Don't mess with the rich girl

The guests left in an orderly manner after they were full of wine and food.

Old man Mu and his relatives didn't mean to leave. Mu Anren tilted and was supported by Su Cuiyun. There is no sense of soberness in the bottom of your eyes.

"Now that we're here, we'd better go and see your home." old man Mu said to Mu Anren, who was almost unconscious.

Su Cuiyun's face was overjoyed, and she kept nodding her head, hoping that master mu, the God of wealth, could step into Mu Anren's house one day. It's a good thing for her. However, Mu Anren is drunk and can't score clearly in the southeast and northwest.

Old man Mu glanced at Su Cuiyun and took the wood family out. The cars parked at the door of the restaurant are particularly eye-catching. The people brought by old man Mu parked ten cars at the door of the restaurant, blocking the road.

Su Cuiyun helped Mu Anren to get on one of the BMW. Mu Xiaoyou and Mu Yichen got on the car behind him.

"Sister?" Mu Yichen felt something wrong with the people sitting in the car since he got on the bus. Plus there were just five drivers, but he still felt something wrong. When the car was halfway, he slapped himself on the back of the head. What about muqingqing?

"You don't care about her. The people brought by your grandfather must have taken her back long ago. What's wrong." Su Cuiyun said lukewarm, but didn't feel anything wrong.

"Yes, grandpa is so nice to her. She's not like us. If she doesn't become a champion, she'll live and die." Mu Xiaoyou answered. She was very tired of Mu Yichen's concern for mu Qingqing, which really made her in a bad mood.

"Second sister, what are you talking about?" Mu Yichen couldn't stand Mu Xiaoyou's sarcastic tone, as if he were stirring up discord.

"I mean, Mu Qingqing. Grandpa gave her land, her house, her car, and the two of us. Are you stupid? Qiu followed her as her little attendant. Mu Yichen, are you stupid." Mu Xiaoyou took off her sunglasses and showed a pair of complaining eyes with a mask.

The second sister knows a lot. If it weren't for their birthday on the same day, Mu Yichen really thinks that Mu Xiaoyou is not his own sister.

"All right, stop talking." Su Cuiyun looked at the driver driving in front of him with some scruples. This is old man Mu's man. It's better not to say these inappropriate words in front of this man.

Restaurant, dark private room.

After Mu Qingqing opened her eyes, she rubbed her eyes. The aroma of her daughter's red wine remained between her lips and teeth. Mu Qingqing rubbed her eyes for a while and finally remembered what happened after drinking the wine.

She was unsteady, wrapped in an unknown coat, and fell directly from the sofa to the ground.

"God, what did I do?" Mu Qingqing regretfully bit his cherry red lips and stared at the door of the private room. In the whole room, only a dim yellow light on the top of the head is still on, and there doesn't seem to be much noise outside.

"You're awake." there was a very calm voice nearby.

Muqingqing hurriedly grabbed the leather coat in his hand and covered his heart with his hands, like a frightened bird.

"Frightening people will frighten people to death. Do you know?" Mu Qingqing suddenly became angry. The moxiao river is really everywhere! Moxiao River follows her wherever she is.

"Have you done something wrong?" moxiaohe sat and waited for two hours. Now he found it interesting to wait patiently for a person.

Mu Qingqing holds the coat in her hand and doesn't dare to put it. She stares at moxiao river.

Today he is wearing a suit with a straight back. Now he is not wearing a coat. He can vaguely see the tight muscles in his chest. With his focused eyes, Mu Qingqing's heart beat a little disorderly.

"You hold my clothes so tightly..." the low voice showed some ambiguous tone.

Muqingqing threw his coat out like a hot potato and was caught by moxiaohe.

"Why are you here?" Mu Qingqing lowered her head and looked at the hall outside. People are almost gone. Why is moxiao River still here?

Waiting for her?

"Your relatives and friends have gone home. How are you going to go home?" moxiaohe originally intended to return to the team early. Unexpectedly, after Mu Anren got drunk, the people of the Mu family drove away, but no one asked about today's protagonist.

"They all went back?" Mu Qingqing got up sideways and sat back bit by bit holding the sofa.

"How did you live in Mu's house? They just left you alone?" I have to admit that the voice of moxiao River sounds like a radio subwoofer. Mu Qingqing was distracted for a second.

What can she do at Mu's house? It's just that Su Cuiyun always wants to kill her. It's not once or twice that she's left somewhere alone. She's used to it.

"It has nothing to do with you, Mo Shao. You are too wide." there are only two of them in the private room, and Mu Qingqing told the truth.

"Do you know the extent of my leg injury?" Mo Xiaohe asked her without feeling her cold words.

"Isn't it all right?" Mu Qingqing rubbed his head, unaware of how provocative his posture was.

The soft boneless hand rested on the temple, the eyes of Mo Xiaohe stared at her tightly, and the Adam's apple rolled slightly. "The bullet penetrated the flesh."

Just this sentence sounds painful. Mu Qingqing's hand rubbing his temples pauses slightly, and looks strangely at moxiaohe's legs. She remembers that when she was in the car, moxiaohe said it was all right.

"When I said it was okay, you really thought it was okay?" should I say that the dwarf trusted him too much or didn't care about him too much? Moxiaohe's hand gently patted his head, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very obvious.

On the contrary, Mu Qingqing didn't smile at all, and stared anxiously at moxiaohe's legs wrapped in black trousers.

"Do you hurt?" after all, it was because of her. She was half responsible for the leg injury of moxiaohe. She was not indifferent enough to ignore the people who saved her life.

"Are you guilty?" moxiaohe grabbed her mood and insisted that she admit that she was concerned about him.

"Your legs say, I..."

"You just care about me." moxiaohe said definitely.

Mu Qingqing was speechless. Moxiaohe never forgot to brush the sense of existence. The degree of shamelessness really made her bow down.

"Children, how old are you this year? Do you know how old I am?" the 26 year old man said this to the 17-year-old moxiaohe. Mu Qingqing was really helpless.

Rebirth may change the fate of others. What MuQing halal wants to change is his own destiny, not innocence.

"Pretending to be deep." moxiaohe stared at her white face and saw her pretending to be sophisticated at a glance.

"Now that you know how old I am, do you know I'm not even 16 years old. It's illegal for you to take me as a child's daughter-in-law, you know?" Mu Qingqing knows a truth when she sees the moves. Moxiaohe doesn't play cards according to common sense and always likes to change topics.

Mo Xiaohe didn't say a word. He only stared at her with sticky eyes, as if he would never see enough.

"Why don't you talk?" Mu Qingqing really doesn't understand moxiaohe. It's really a little tired to chat with him. She just set off a storm and thought it could arouse the refutation of moxiaohe, or he said, no matter how old you are, I'll wait to raise you to 18. But moxiaohe didn't have it at all. He stared at her with a particularly affectionate eye, as if to say, you know I'm taking you as a child's adopted daughter-in-law.

"Your consciousness is good." Mo Xiaohe simply threw out these six words, which made Mu Qingqing cry and laugh.

"Moxiao River, you are... Stubborn." Mu Qingqing stroked her forehead pretending to have a headache. She didn't dare to look at moxiao river at all. She didn't know why. Even if she had a feeling of avoiding moxiao River, Mu Qingqing didn't know what she was afraid of.

"The only thing I don't realize is that I don't have many things. I hope you cherish them." moxiaohe said faintly.

"What's the matter?" Mu Qingqing blurted out without even filtering the question in his mind.

"You."

Moxiaohe has been thinking of Mu Qingqing for seven years. His words to Mu Qingqing have become a very solemn thing in his heart in his youth.

Muqingqing only felt her cheeks burning, and her words became stuttered. "You, how, how are you such a person."

In the private room, Mu Qingqing can clearly hear that the heart rate of moxiao river has become faster. It's not a good thing to hear too well.

Moxiaohe looked down at the time. There were still a few hours left. It was no problem to send muqingqing home.

"You can't, you can't do this to me." Mu Qingqing wants to say that she is not the child daughter-in-law of Mohism, and she can't be the child daughter-in-law of Mohism, but her words are stuck in her throat and she really can't speak out.

Mo Xiaohe smiled softly, then stood up straight and looked down at Mu Qingqing with an embarrassed face sitting on the sofa.

He wanted to tell her that she looked very cute now, like a docile little sheep with cute.

"It's time to take you home. It still takes some time to drive from town to your house. I don't have much time." moxiaohe didn't want to scare her away. Some words can only be accumulated in his own heart now.

Mu Qingqing fiddled with the clothes made by Bai jiaoniang. The yarn skirt lingered in her hands, which could not relieve her tension at the moment.

"Mu Qingqing?" moxiao River bent down slightly, and Mu Qingqing's soft body hid behind. "Don't be afraid of me. I won't hurt you."

"Who is afraid of you, I, I don't need you to send it!" Mu Qingqing said goodbye and didn't want his sight to collide with the moxiao river.

"The people of the wood family have left. I sent you back out of kindness. Where did you want to go?" Mo Xiaohe put his hands in his trouser pockets with a trace of teasing in his eyes.

He knows that some things can't come in a hurry. Moreover, seven years of concern is not only a commitment to him, but also the beginning of the initiation of feelings. But mu Qingqing is not. She is too young to talk about this.

"Go, I'll wait for you outside the door." moxiaohe didn't want to narrow muqingqing into a dead corner. She was so embarrassed that she couldn't turn into a nuisance.