Neighborhood lover: Come to my bowl!

Mu Qingtian said to go, turned his head and ran to the elevator. "Optimus." Cried the Dragon moon.

Mu Qingtian didn't respond and was still walking to the elevator.

"Optimus, your cell phone."

Long Yue shook Mu Qingtian's mobile phone, and Mu Qingtian had to come back.

After receiving the mobile phone, Mu Qingtian said, "thank you."

"Don't you want to say anything to me except thank you?" Long Yue asked him, his eyes full of expectation.

Mu Qingtian let her down. Didn't say anything.

He turned his head again and wanted to go.

Long Yue said, "I have something to tell you. Mu qiaoyang also returned home today. I'll pick him up later. He closed the restaurant. It's estimated that he will go home soon."

Mu Qingtian stopped at the entrance of the elevator, turned back and asked long Yue, "what about you? Are you going home?"

"Home? It was never my home." Long Yue said contemptuously.

Mu Qingtian said nothing, entered the elevator and left.

Long Yue went to the pool and looked at her reflection in the water, her perfect face and body. Everything was so perfect.

Why can't you keep Mu Qingtian after reading it.

Long Yue looked at her reflection and called her name: "Long Yue, what you are doing now is really like a junior. Ha ha."

Delete the information in Mu Qingtian's mobile phone and leave lipstick on his shirt. Isn't this all standard for junior?

Today, Long Yue has done all these things that people despise. It has been done so without dignity and so cheap.

As for why. Long Yue doesn't know.

She jumped into the water, causing waves.

The next day, the airport. The plane landed slowly.

Yunzhuran stares at the exit, waiting for mu Qingtian to appear. Yesterday I called and didn't say I was pregnant. Later, I couldn't help but want to tell him, so I sent a message to Mu Qingtian again. But the message was like a stone sinking into the sea. Mu Qingtian didn't return at all.

Well, if you don't go back, you won't go back. Anyway, if someone comes back, just tell him directly.

Mu Qingtian came out of the exit, followed by Secretary Hou Nan. Seeing yunzhuran from a distance, Mu Qingtian waved and shouted, "Ranran."

The two held each other eagerly.

Mu Qingtian said simply, "I miss you so much. Nothing's wrong at home."

"Of course something happened." Yun ZhuRan said mysteriously, "but it's all good."

Mu Qingtian thinks that Luo Qianyu, whom Yun ZhuRan refers to, gets married. Mu ruoliau reconciles these things with his mother. He also smiles happily.

"Yes, it's all good."

"Why don't you ask?"

"What else can it be? Didn't you say it all on the phone? Is there anything else?"

Yun ZhuRan thought to herself, you are really a wood. Can't you hear me?

She hummed deliberately, "of course. And it's a better thing."

After hearing this, Mu Qingtian didn't care much, and said casually, "there's something better. What? The company's stock has risen? Of course. The share reform is beneficial."

Then it came to the company's business.

Yun ZhuRan said unhappily, "well, go back and talk. I've cooked a meal and washed the dust for you."

Back home, a table of dishes has been set.

Yunzhuran tied up her apron: "you take a bath first, and I'll quarrel with two hot dishes. When you come out, we'll eat together."

Mu Qingtian held Yun ZhuRan, who was wearing an apron: "I think I want you more than taking a bath and eating."

Yun ZhuRan nodded Mu Qingtian's forehead and said with a smile and scold, "fuck you. You learned from that TV play. Don't talk nonsense. You're dirty and dirt. It stinks. Go take a bath quickly."

Mu Qingtian let go of cloud bamboo dyeing and respected an irregular military force.

"Yes, my wife."

Yun ZhuRan also said, "take off all your clothes. I've put all my new shirts away. You put them on."

"OK."

Mu Qingtian took off his clothes and threw them aside. Yun ZhuRan went into the kitchen, quickly prepared two hot dishes and brought them to the table.

Mu Qingtian shouted, "Ranran, my shampoo is gone."

Yun ZhuRan said, "Oh, I bought it and forgot to put it in."

Then he picked up the shampoo and went to the outside of the bathroom. Mu Qingtian opened the door and let yunzhuran send shampoo in. Homeopathy also pulled a cloud bamboo dye.

"Otherwise, let's wash together." Mu Qingtian said with a smile.

"Go and wash well. Stop it."

Yun ZhuRan pushed Mu Qingtian in, and his face was full of sunny smiles.

Yes, there's nothing else to worry about.

There will be children soon.

The crystallization of this love will be an elf who will bring them more happiness. Tell Mu Qingtian when you have dinner later. He was ready to jump with joy.

Mu Qingtian's shirt fell to the ground and yunzhuran picked it up. Just trying to put it in the washing machine.

Suddenly, yunzhuran's hand stopped. In a trance, she saw a touch of red on the collar of her shirt.

As a woman, she knows what it means.

She thought she was wrong. So he blinked hard. But the red is there, no doubt. Reached out and touched it, which is really lipstick. Nothing else.

How did this happen?

Yunzhuran only feels his hands and feet cold.

"Ranran, Ranran." Mu Qingtian shouted inside.

Cloud bamboo dyed for a long time before he came back: "Optimus, what are you talking about?"

"I ask you, you just said there was something good to tell me. What is it?"

"Yes... Nothing."

The words that had already reached the mouth were forcibly swallowed back by Yunzhu dye.

Mu Qingtian finished taking a bath and came out, but he saw Yun ZhuRan holding his shirt in a daze.

"Ranran, what's the matter with you?"

Yunzhuran showed him his shirt.

"Optimus, what's going on?"

Mu Qingtian didn't know where he was and looked on his shirt for a long time. Didn't find anything wrong.

Yunzhuran had to remind again: "on the collar, look, what's that?"

At a glance, Mu Qingtian's head seemed to explode. Even if he is dull, the seriousness of this kind of thing is very clear. Even if I haven't seen it, I've seen a TV play.

Mu Qingtian hurriedly said, "Ranran, listen to me. I don't know what's going on? This red... Is... Lipstick print?"

Yunzhuran throws his shirt to Mu Qingtian and asks Mu Qingtian to make sure. Mu Qingtian touched his collar and felt that it was really lipstick.

"Isn't this a disaster without provocation?" Mu Qingtian complained and immediately thought of the Dragon moon.

You didn't do the Dragon moon.

No, you are so proud, so self-esteem woman, how can you do such things.

Or someone else did it?

But how is it possible.

Mu Qingtian chased out with a bitter face. Long Yue sat on the other side of the table, with a cold face.

In sharp contrast, the two new dishes on the table are still steaming.

Mu Qingtian smiled and threw his shirt aside.

"Ranran, listen to me. I really don't know what's going on?"

"Have you ever been to a place of entertainment in Beijing? I mean, have you ever been to a place with that kind of service? Didn't you say there was a party?"

Mu Qingtian scratched his head and thought for a while: "those who serve... Are wronged. Who dares to go to that place now. I haven't been there before. Oh, right."

Mu Qingtian thought of a way. He opened his wallet and took out all his cards from it.