After eating, Huo Haoran called the nanny and said, "You put away the dishes and chopsticks, and you can go to rest after washing." ”

"Yes, sir. The nanny said and began to tidy up.

Huo Haoran took Mu Qingqing's shoulders and said with satisfaction: "Let's go, go up and wash up, let's have a good rest, I'm really tired today." ”

"Well, I'm really tired, I can't walk. Mu Qingqing looked at Huo Haoran and said coquettishly, looking at him with a look of hope on his face.

"Okay, don't leave when you're tired, I'll carry you up. As he spoke, he picked up Mu Qingqing and walked upstairs with a smile.

"Eh, I'm joking with you, there's someone here, put me down, hurry up, it's too embarrassing. Mu Qingqing didn't expect Huo Haoran to really pick himself up like this, and he blushed in an instant, and hurriedly patted Huo Haoran and signaled him to put himself down quickly.

"Didn't you say you're tired, why are you joking, I'm not joking. Huo Haoran looked at Mu Qingqing, who was blushing, and said jokingly to her, then turned to look at the nanny who was cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and asked threateningly, "What's wrong, did you see anything?"

"No, no, I didn't see anything, I was just packing up. The nanny quickly turned her face away and said, indicating that they should not exist.

Seeing this, Mu Qingqing was no longer hypocritical, and directly relied on Huo Haoran's warm embrace, relaxed his tired body after a day's work, and was hugged to the room by him.

After Huo Haoran took Mu Qing to clean and rinse, he looked at the suddenly extra furniture in the room, and thought that this was what Mu Qingqing took out for auction, and asked curiously: "What is the origin of this furniture, is it important to you?"

"Hmm. Mu Qingqing looked at the piece of furniture, and suddenly fell into deep thought, and fell silent, making Huo Haoran a little overwhelmed for a while.

"What's the matter, can you tell me where it came from?" Huo Haoran looked at Mu Qingqing and asked cautiously, for fear that a sad thing would accidentally touch the bottom of her heart.

Mu Qingqing came back to his senses, looked at Huo Haoran, and saw his worried look, and hurriedly explained: "It's nothing, you don't have to be so cautious." This piece of furniture does mean a lot to me, it's an heirloom that my mom got when my mom and dad got engaged, maybe it might be a nice piece of furniture in the eyes of others, but it really means a lot to me. ”

"Since you cherish it so much, why do you want to donate it, aren't you afraid of being bought by others, and you won't regret it later?" Huo Haoran didn't expect that this piece of furniture was actually handed down to her by Mu Qingqing's mother, and he was very puzzled by the fact that she donated the furniture.

"It means a lot to me, but in my hands, it's just a piece of furniture, and it's not of much use, but donating it can be exchanged for a lot of money to help those children in need, isn't it more meaningful, what's there to regret? What's more, didn't you buy it back, it will still be mine in the future." Mu Qingqing explained to Huo Haoran, and the sweetness in his heart couldn't be concealed at all, and it was all shown on his face.

When Huo Haoran heard her say this, he was immediately very happy, and said: "In this way, you guessed that I would take a picture of your things, right, so, this is what you want to send to me, you don't want to use it as a token of love, right?"

"No, don't be sentimental. Mu Qingqing blushed and explained.

However, Huo Haoran didn't take her denial in his eyes at all, shook his head and looked at her and said, "The token of love you gave me is really different!"

Mu Qingqing looked at him speechlessly, only feeling that he didn't seem to know the man in front of him, the changes before and after him were really big, and he said helplessly: "Forget it, whatever you think, I'm asleep, I'm tired." ”

With that, Mu Qingqing fell asleep.

Huo Haoran looked at the little person lying beside him, and only felt that he was the happiest person in the world, and being able to meet her was the best gift God gave him.

He tidied up the quilt on Mu Qingqing's body, covered the quilt for her, and hugged her into his arms, but he couldn't sleep, and kept thinking: Since I received Qingqing's love token, I should also buy something for her as a love token. What should I buy, I should buy something that Qingqing likes!

However, he thought about it for a long time, and he was suddenly very discouraged, he didn't know what Mu Qingqing liked at all. He lay on the bed tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

The next morning, he got up early, collected and sorted out all kinds of information about Mu Qingqing, and learned all about her again, but he still found nothing, and he still didn't know what Mu Qingqing liked.

Immediately, he felt that he was a failure, and he didn't know anything about the person he loved, not to mention her preferences, let alone disgust. When it comes to giving her some gifts, she doesn't know what to give to her.

In desperation, Huo Haoran could only call Mu Qingqing's good friend Xiao Yue, wanting to ask her about Mu Qingqing's preferences.

"That, I know you're Qingqing's good friend, right?" Huo Haoran didn't know how to speak, no matter how Mu Qingqing said that he was his pillow person, but it was really difficult to ask others about her preferences.

"That's right, what's the matter, if you have anything, just tell me directly!" Xiao Yue was very puzzled by Huo Haoran's sudden call to herself, and when she saw him talking like this, she asked directly.

Huo Haoran saw that Xiao Yue had already said this directly, and he was no longer ambiguous, and asked directly: "Do you know what kind of thing Qingqing likes?"

"What Qingqing likes, shouldn't you know, don't you even have to ask others about this, this kind of thing, you should know best, right?" Xiao Yue didn't expect Huo Haoran to ask himself this question, so he felt a little worthless for Mu Qingqing, the people who live with him every day don't know what they like, this is really not a good thing.

"I can't help it, I think I've tried so hard to get to know her, but there are some things she really doesn't want to show. I want to give her a token of affection, you can help me think about what to give her, and she will like it, right?" Huo Haoran had no choice, and asked Xiao Yue to help him very weakly.

"Uh..." Xiao Yue knew his purpose, and also helped him think about it, and suddenly felt very difficult: "Thinking about it like this, I also think that Qingqing doesn't seem to have any preferences, she seems to only like to read!"