Don't mess with the rich girl

It was night. Xiao Yun made up his mind and rushed back to Longmen desert overnight. He was busy making medicine in the desert.

Muqingqing knows that Xiaoyun leaves and doesn't mean to stop at all. In her heart, Xiaoyun is an individual, not her accessory. What's the matter with an alien wandering around at his feet all day!

Lying on the hard bed board, Mu Qingqing fell asleep unconsciously.

The rainy days have finally disappeared, and the sunny day makes people feel much better. Mu Qingqing got up early in the morning. Her thighs and arms were very sore. She trained too hard. She still didn't mean to give up.

Since the first step of the long march has been taken, we must not give up lightly!

After changing his sportswear, Mu Qingqing walks out of the door holding the wall. In addition to Aunt Qiong getting up, everyone else in the Mu family is still asleep. Mu Anren stayed in the company again last night and didn't go home at all.

Ah Qi and ah Jiu are on duty at Mu's house. Ah Jiu is on duty this morning. When he sees Mu Qingqing holding the handrail down, there are not too many waves in his eyes.

"Miss mu." ah Jiu nodded to her and said hello.

"What should I train today?" Mu Qingqing doesn't procrastinate. He should do things vigorously and use all his time.

"First do stretching, then three kilometers of running training, 100 meters sprint, frog jump, 50 push ups and 50 sit ups. After that, practice sandbagging." ah Jiu replied coldly.

"OK." when she reached the flat ground, Mu Qingqing barely stood still. She bit her teeth and walked out with a horizontal heart.

"Can sandbags be replaced by other things? Muqingqing knew that Mujia didn't have this, but she didn't have money. Helpless, she asked softly.

"Don't worry, we have sandbags in our car. Just tie them to a tree."

With that, Mu Qingqing started stretching according to the stretching method taught by ah Qi and ah Jiu yesterday. Ah Jiu picked his eyebrows slightly. Unexpectedly, Mu Qingqing had such a good memory.

Mu's home in the sun, a quiet house haunted by the aroma of roses, and the fresh air of the back mountain, make people feel comfortable. Mu Qingqing keeps sweat in big drops without slacking off.

Running is a nightmare for her. She has poor balance and often falls. Last night's old wound hasn't healed, and a new wound has been added. But she didn't say a word and didn't cry. It still makes ah Jiu feel subversive about the image of Miss Qianjin.

This girl is different from the second miss of the Mu family. If Mu Xiaoyou fell like this, now the whole mountain must be her crying.

The telephone of Mu's house rang, and Mu Qingqing looked in the direction of Mu's house.

"Hello." Aunt Joan answered the phone.

"Aunt Qiong, let Qingqing answer the phone." it was Mu Anren with a tired voice. It sounded like he had a cold.

"Qingqing, she's exercising." aunt Qiong glanced at the direction outside the door. She watched Mu Qingqing go out for a run.

"Then she'll be back in a minute. You let her stay at home. The old man sent someone to pick her up. He'll be there at about two o'clock in the afternoon." Mu Anren rubbed his eye socket, looking helpless.

"Oh, good," Aunt Joan said readily.

"Let Xiaoyou and Yichen go together." Mu Anren paused and added.

"OK." Aunt Joan answered immediately.

Mu Qingqing's steps didn't stop at all. While listening, she thought, isn't the old man very angry that day? Why let her go to the wooden house?

After finishing the basic training, ah Jiu also taught her the basic boxing posture. Although Mu Qingqing's motor cells were poor, her memory was really good. Ah Jiu only taught her once. Over time, if Mu Qingqing really learned it, it would be very powerful. Ah Jiu thought silently in his heart.

Mu Qingqing's hand trembled. His posture was not very standard, but he could play those key points.

After the basic training, Mu Qingqing went back to the bathroom to take a refreshing bath and applied the medicine Xiao Yun gave her again. After all this, Mu Xiaoyou and Su Cuiyun just got up.

"Ah -" it was Mu Xiaoyou's pig killing cry that first broke Mu's peace.

"Itch to death!"

"Why is it so itchy!"

"It's over, it's broken!"

"Bleeding!"

"I'm so bored!"

"It's all mu Qingqing's bitch. It must be the mud she brought back last night!"

Mu Qingqing looked up at the direction of Mu Xiaoyou's room. Is it afraid that she can't hear such a loud voice?

Su Cuiyun ran down the stairs in a hurry. When he pushed the door, he saw Mu Xiaoyou in his pajamas scratching his face and neck.

"Youyou baby, what's the matter with you?" Su Cuiyun was also upset. During this time, she didn't even have the mind to do something to Mu Qingqing. Her good mood was spoiled by Mu Xiaoyou.

"Mom, it's so itchy!" Mu Xiaoyou grabbed his neck angrily, and his body seemed to have prickly heat, which hurt.

"Youyou, did you drink again yesterday?" Su Cuiyun's heart "clattered". Mu Xiaoyou's current situation is similar to the symptoms of alcohol allergy last time. She thought Mu Xiaoyou drank again.

"No, what wine do I drink!" Mu Xiaoyou scratched and itched and hurt. The more scratched, the more painful it was. There are several blood marks on his face.

"Let's go to the hospital with mom." Su Cuiyun searched Mu Xiaoyou's wardrobe and found her a warm wool cardigan coat for her to wear.

Mu Xiaoyou didn't dare to delay. She couldn't stand the itch. "It's that damned Mu Qingqing who's killing me all day."

Mu Xiaoyou read in pieces while changing a pair.

Su Cuiyun frowned and helped Mu Xiaoyou change her clothes. She felt a little uneasy. Since Mu Qingqing volunteered for the high school entrance examination, her family has become more and more uneasy, especially Mu Xiaoyou. Her physical condition is frequent. She vaguely felt that Mu Xiaoyou said that Mu Qingqing conquered her is not unreasonable.

After going downstairs, aunt Qiong has made breakfast for the family, including egg filling cakes, soybean milk fried dough sticks and millet porridge.

"Landlady, the boss called in the morning and asked the three children to wait at home today. The old man will send someone to pick them up here this afternoon." aunt Qiong looked at the red pimples clearly visible on Mu Xiaoyou's neck and face and immediately told Su Cuiyun about it. Whether to go to the old house or not is mu Xiaoyou's business, but if she doesn't report it, Su Cuiyun should deduct her salary.

"The old man sent someone to pick up the three children?" Su Cuiyun took Mu Xiaoyou's arm and was stopped by Aunt Qiong as she was about to step out of the door of Mu's house.

"Yes."

"Mom, let's go to the hospital first. I'm itching to death!" Mu Xiaoyou jumped his feet and couldn't stand the itch.

Aunt Qiong turned and went back to the kitchen to find something to do. Anyway, the news has been sent. Whether to go or not is Su Cuiyun's business.

Su Cuiyun stared at Mu Xiaoyou's neck and cheeks, and her heart was on fire. Damn it, when not allergic, but today!

You know, old man Mu hasn't talked to Mu Anren for a long time. Even if he came to see the three children, he came only when Mu Qingqing fought for face for the Mu family! It can be said that Mu Xiaoyou and Mu Yichen can go to Mu's old house this time, which is also stained with Mu Qingqing's light.

"Xiaoyou, your grandpa has a family doctor. Why don't you go to see a doctor again?" Su Cuiyun doesn't want Mu Xiaoyou to miss this opportunity. If you try to be clever, old man Mu will pay attention to Mu Xiaoyou.

"I don't want it! I'm itching to death!" Mu Xiaoyou stamped her feet, looked at Su Cuiyun angrily, and grabbed her skin.

Su Cuiyun holds Mu Xiaoyou's arm tightly. For more than ten years, the old man finally has the meaning to pay attention to Mu Anren. How can she watch the loss of this opportunity!

"Baby, can you bear it? My mother promises that grandpa has a family doctor, and his medical skills are much better than those in the hospital. If you bear it for a few more hours, you won't itch when you get to Mu's house." Su Cuiyun said reluctantly, with a plea in her eyes.

Her daughter is all her hope. She can bring down Mu Qingqing, but she doesn't know if Mu Xiaoyou has the ability to do better than Mu Qingqing. In the past, Mu Qingqing's score in each exam was worse than that of Mu Xiaoyou. Su Cuiyun can also give Mu Qingqing a hand, and there is no need to force Mu Xiaoyou to be a better person.

But now, Mu Qingqing has just been in the limelight at the top scholar banquet. How can she let Mu Xiaoyou miss this opportunity!

"Mom, are you my real mother? I'm in such pain. Why don't you let me see a doctor?" Mu Xiaoyou stares at Su Cuiyun fiercely and doesn't understand the meaning of Su Cuiyun's doing so.

Mu Qingleng, who was watching with perspective eyes upstairs, smiled. It was because Mu Xiaoyou was born by Su Cuiyun that Mu Xiaoyou was stopped at this time.

Su Cuiyun glanced at ah Jiu standing like a wooden stake not far away, and his face was slightly stiff. She dragged Mu Xiaoyou's hand back to the living room.

"Hello! Mom!" wood Xiaoyou can't twist Su Cuiyun and can only be dragged away by Su Cuiyun.

"Youyou, if you follow the people sent by your grandfather today, you can take that magnificent car and go to Mu's house. There will be your favorite seafood and cakes. Are you sure you won't go today?" coercion is useless to Mu Xiaoyou. Su Cuiyun launched a psychological offensive against her and liked her.

"But I'm really itching!" Mu Xiaoyou's hand holding his neck hasn't stopped, and the expression on his face is even more difficult to see.

"Baby, think about it. If you don't go this time, your grandfather will clear these trees. Are you really willing?" Su Cuiyun asked in a low voice.

Mu Xiaoyou's hand holding her neck is slightly sluggish. She looks up at Su Cuiyun. Yes, is she willing to give up those cars that should belong to her to Mu Qingqing? That's not the bitch my mother gave birth to!

"Baby, you can also choose not to go to your grandpa this time. I can take you to the hospital now." Su Cuiyun said, quite distressed. Those bumps on Mu Xiaoyou got up and wanted to take Mu Xiaoyou to the people's hospital.