Mu Qing would never realize that his relationship with Mother and Son would be misinterpreted, he was always clear in his heart, and he never considered women's thoughts in detail, which should be said to be one of his major weaknesses.

I wanted to create a chance encounter with her, but with a young and beautiful promise and an incomparably cute Momo, the whole thing suddenly changed, at least in Xiaoyou's eyes.

The misunderstanding caused by this is not small, and it subverts his previous image of not being close to women.

The three of them walked around all the way without noticing, took some gadgets at hand, and walked back with a smile.

It is impossible to expect Miss Xu, who has no way to find out about her own feelings. And Momo, a child, adults love to come and go, and I really can't understand it.

The sad Mu Shao planted a seed of doubt in his favorite woman in such a daze, and he couldn't live because he was self-inflicted.

Xiaoyou didn't get any benefits, he didn't sleep well all night, he always dreamed of inexplicable people, dreamed of some messy crazy men and women, and made himself nervous.

The next morning, with a standard chicken nest head, she felt that she could go back to her old business and began to write. At this moment, there seem to be countless scripts in my heart, all of which come from dreams.

She sighed to herself, people really still have to have experience to have some understanding.

In the past, the content written was lackluster, probably because most of it came from conjecture, and it would lack details and vivid elements.

At this moment, she understood some of the words of the former readers who criticized the article, and suddenly found that what she said made sense.

Of course, only those who read the work carefully can kindly point out some shortcomings.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly, because he did not allow it, so she suspended this work, in fact, she felt a little sorry in her heart. Although her income is unstable, she writes with her heart.

Now from a different perspective, I really need to have more life experience, and it would be better to start writing again.

She didn't give up on her dream of becoming a well-known writer because it was one of the few things she really loved. It would be more practical if part of the benefits could be sought accordingly.

Maybe in two years, or sooner, she will resume writing without affecting her current job and her own health.

Today is her first day in her new home, and she leisurely looks at the comfortable living environment in front of her, and every time she looks at it, she is sincerely happy.

It was indeed the best house she had ever lived in. There are no aging furniture, no mottled walls, and even the electrical facilities are up-to-date.

From the disbelief of yesterday afternoon, to the complete acceptance of the facts, she exhaled heavily.

almost lived in Jindu, where she naturally knew about the bad security situation, if it wasn't for the financial affordability, she wouldn't take the initiative to run there, she was not stupid.

I should be glad that I have been lucky lately, and I have a colleague who helped me rent this cheap and good house.

Needless to say than Zheng Yuan, she also knows that this is a friendship price through and through. Maybe the owner of the house was really sad about this place, so he handled it so casually, she guessed so.

After all, her current rent is less than a third of the market price, and she really can't find any more reason to explain.

People often can't do things in a way that is normal in their extreme grief and anger, so she doesn't think much about the possible anomalies here. More is better than less, stay for the time being.

The most important point is that she trusts Zheng Yuan and his wife very much, and she is actually quite relieved to live here. If it weren't for a friendly colleague relationship, she wouldn't have believed that there was a pie in the world.

Of course, she only forced herself to understand so much, and no one should be planning to set a trap on her.

Except for helping the male god block the peach blossoms and offending a few eldest ladies, he really has nothing else to do.

Her life is like a clear soup with little water, and she feels bored.

Looking at the bright sunlight outside the window, what still comes to mind is his handsome and beautiful face. In her eyes, Mu Shao is always the most beautiful. Whether it's a word or not, that's it. Of course, she wouldn't be stupid enough to tell anyone.

In close contact with him a few times, as a man's skin is a hundred times more delicate than hers, and flawless, warm as a piece of jade, coupled with a carved outline, she looks at it once and again. Unconsciously admired in my heart: It's so beautiful!

This weekend, their family deserves to be happy. I never thought I would have him, and when this moment was near, my heart was still sour.

It's always jealous from the bottom of her heart, even if she has suppressed her emotions to the greatest extent. Laugh when you should laugh and don't cry when you should cry.

It is inevitable to imagine the beautiful scenes of their lives, such as the best combination of dreamy handsome men and beautiful women and cute little Zhengtai, which is simply a plot that can only be found in the future.

The male god is really a male god, and his vision is so high, no wonder he couldn't look down on those vulgar fans before. When I saw the girl for the first time, even she couldn't say no.

Natural enough, beautiful enough, and also has an amazing aura, it seems to be pure natural and pollution-free, which is reflected in a child's mother, which is commendable.

If she is a man, she can't resist.

As for herself, she still has to do what she should do, whether the male god has a master or not, she can't think nonsense.

On this beautiful weekend morning, she decided not to think about the scenery, so she changed into light clothes and prepared to go out for a ride, have some breakfast, and buy some vegetables and rice and noodles for the past two days.

If you want to live comfortably, you must first solve the problem of eating.

Now that she has good living conditions, she has decided to cook for herself in the future. It is a little bit to be able to save a little.

As for the reason why it is healthier to cook by herself, it does not exist, and it makes no sense to her. People who have to count food and clothing, I really can't imagine that there are so many and some who don't, and if they have, they are just slapping their swollen faces and filling up fat.

She went out with good interest, and when she saw strange neighbors, they would smile faintly at each other as a greeting. The streets around the neighborhood are all cleaned, and they look neat and refreshing.

Although this community belongs to the outliers of this street, to put it bluntly, it is a poor household, but it is applicable wherever the tide rises. Its housing prices are far higher than the average in the southern city, and the reason why the rents are so impressive cannot be escaped.

The resources around the community are very good, and everything you need for life is just right distributed around the people.

She happily tiptoed a few steps, carrying the special dish she had just bought from the supermarket, and holding a pancake fruit in her hand, but she did not take advantage of the heat to eat due to the noisy environment around her.

She would not choose to eat on the street unless there were special circumstances, because it was a bit ugly and people were not so polite.