Chapter Twenty-Three: Victory in the First Battle

In line with the principle of proximity, the three of them came to an antique southern Jiangsu restaurant, asked for a private room, ordered an order and began to wait.

Naturally, these are Mu Qing's jobs, and those two have nothing to hope for.

Miss Xu looked at the entrance eagerly, as if asking: Why is it so slow?

And Xerox has always looked like it has nothing to do with itself......

With his eyes like the bright moon, he silently glanced at the two in front of him, and sighed silently: This is also the daily life of the three of them. I really don't know how he got to this point?

He was secretly frightened, as if he had discovered some terrible truth, and he had a strange look on his face. The delicate and carved facial features are also vivid, but his eyes are calm like waves, which makes people unable to see through the real mind!

Today, I was hungry, and the atmosphere in the private room was always relatively quiet, with only the faint movement of squirming and chewing food......

Soon, after the meal was over, Mu Qing skillfully handed a wet towel to Xu Promise, and said earnestly: "You are not a person now, you can no longer act impulsively as before, everything must think about the baby in the belly first, you must be healthy and healthy, you can't eat indiscriminately, let alone overeat, if you eat badly, the baby will also ......be in pain."

Xu Promise's face was full of black lines: "Can you two not give face like this? Am I so out of tune?"

"You're not reassuring!" said Xerox with a playful smile.

Miss Xu...... Silent!

"Okay, I'll pay attention!" she pursed her lips and looked at the two of them with beautiful eyes, quite like a poor little white rabbit.

Mu Qing looked at her for a while, then turned to Xerox and said, "I'll send her tonight, you go back first!"

Shi saw that there was no objection to the promise, so he responded: "Okay, see you another day!"

There were two people left in the private room in an instant, looking at each other for a while, Mu Qingyuan wanted to tell her a thousand words, suddenly seemed to have disappeared, her thin lips opened slightly, but she didn't make a sound, leaving a almost inaudible sigh!

But her eyes flashed smartly, waiting for his instructions, and seeing that he was silent, there was a slightly puzzled look on her little face.

"Hmm......" Mu Qing stammered, was stunned for a while, and said softly: "I'll send you back!"

"Okay!" she replied cheerfully, and glanced at him leisurely, as if she was silently condemning: I was going home, I don't know what you are rubbing!

She sat in Mu Qing's conspicuous Bentley car, and couldn't help but sigh: "You said that you capitalists, drive such a luxurious car, and you don't know how to give relief to laborers like me who are struggling on the poverty line, and touch your conscience!"

The man who was concentrating on driving the car turned his head and glanced at her: "Are you the toiling public of the poverty line?" After speaking, he couldn't help but sneer, "Heh!"

"What's the matter!" a certain little girl was quite imposing, squinting at him,

He smiled and said slowly in a clear voice: "If we have a chance, let's take a look at the people who are really struggling on the poverty line." You know: how happy you are!" but secretly thought to himself: I want to help your poor for the rest of my life, will you give me a chance?

"Well, you're right!" Although she has not experienced it firsthand, she has seen many reports, and that kind of life is indeed difficult for her to imagine.

So he was no longer poor, silently listening to the soft music flowing slowly in the car, leaning slightly on the back of the chair, and unconsciously seemed to be asleep.

When he arrived at Xiangyuan, Mu Qing opened the window and said to the doorman: "Uncle, let's go to Room 102 of Building 7." ”

The uncle looked at the completely different black luxury car in front of him, and then looked at the completely different handsome man in the car, and responded stupidly: "Oh!"

Mu Qing drove the car to the front of the 7 buildings, but found a very eye-catching blue Bugatti, parked in the parking space corresponding to Room 102.

He turned his head to look at the still sleeping promise, thought for a few seconds, and got out of the car first, closing the door gently.

The blue Bugatti also opened the car door at the same time, and in an instant, Ning Yi's evil and charming handsome face was revealed, only to see him smile shallowly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes at all.

"Ning Shao, such a coincidence!" Mu Qing greeted politely,

"Unfortunately, she fell asleep?" I have to say, although they have not been together for a long time, he has obviously figured out her little virtue.

Mu Qing nodded lightly: "Hmm!"

Young Master Ning was instantly depressed, but his face was silent, and he said coldly: "Thank you Mu Shao for sending her back this time, and I won't work hard in the future!"

"No thanks, Nuo Nuo is my responsibility!" he thought of the baby in her belly, and looked at Ning Yi's eyes with complications, and he also sympathized slightly, the extremely outstanding man in front of him. When he meets a promise, should his luck be good or bad?

"Mu Shao's responsibility is your future wife! No, Nuo Nuo!"

"The dust is unsettled!"

"Oh, then you wait slowly! My woman took it first. He approached the passenger seat of the Bentley, gently opened the door, glanced at the sweet beautiful girl who was still asleep, his heart melted instantly, bent down, fumbled out the key from her carry-on bag, and carefully held her up with a princess, when he passed Mu Qing, he shook the keychain on his finger slightly, and said softly: "Driver!"

Mu Qing took the key, opened the door first, and turned on the wall lamp, and after they entered, he followed uneasily.

I saw Ning Shao gently put the sleeping woman on the bed, took off her coat, shoes and socks quite skillfully, and then opened the wardrobe and placed her carry-on bag on the top floor, and a set of actions went smoothly without any pause.

Mu Qing's mind sank, because he saw that the men's suit that took up half of the wardrobe, the exquisite custom model, obviously belonged to the man in front of him.

At this time, he felt indescribable sourness in his heart, silently withdrew from the master bedroom, and when he passed the bathroom, he inadvertently glanced at it, and immediately saw the pile of men's products......

The heart seems to be gradually shattered into one piece after another!

If it was just a conjecture before, then the reality at the moment does not allow him to escape anymore.

Leaving step by step, suddenly lost. Even if you have already guessed it, when the cruel truth is revealed, you still accept incompetence!

He returned to the car in a trance and waited quietly, silently for a long time.

Ning Yi looked at the immovable Bentley through the window, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, drawing a cunning arc, and he raised his eyebrows slightly: Bingo!

treats an opponent like Mu Qing who is quite worthy of respect, and only subtly guides him to retreat in the face of difficulties, and it turns out that the results are good.

He agrees and looks forward to the next meeting with confidence......

Perhaps, Young Master Ning subconsciously missed the variable of promise, which caused him to be inexplicably deflated later, and the loss was painful!

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