Qiu Jinghao opened her eyes to face the man's face, she held her breath and was quiet for a few seconds.

I have to admit that Mu Ziqian is very handsome, the kind of handsome with an evil ruffian, his eyes are narrow and deep, his eyes are as cold as ice, and when he looks at you quietly, it will make you feel that time has become long and gloomy.

When she saw him for the first time, she noticed that he was unruly, his voice was very steady, but his voice was surprisingly good, like a harp timbre, deep and substantial.

In the warm light, his angular face was no longer gloomy and full of anger, but soft and quiet.

With a pale green stubble on his chin, he was wearing pajamas and his black trench coat on the outside, which looked a little funny, far from his usual normal suits.

At this time, Mu Ziqian felt more at home, rather than the daunting Mu Shaodong.

When Qiu Jing stared at people, the sleeping person had already woken up, and he ridiculously pretended to be asleep, asking her to take a serious and careful look at him, hoping that she would be fascinated by his beauty, although the beautiful man's plan was not on the table, Mu Ziqian felt that in order to keep a person, the strategy could be ignored, and the result was the most important.

Her breath was warm, and the spray on her cheeks was a little itchy, but it also made his heart itch even more.

This feeling reminded him of the time when he doted on her, and she raised her head and gasped for breath every time he sank deeply, and the warm breath was as warm as it was now, as warm as in her body.

"I know you're awake. ”

“”

Mu Ziqian opened his eyes, he didn't even show the most basic sleepy eyes, and his black eyes were sharp and sharp.

Qiu Jing's light-colored pupils reflected the man's reflection, "I'm fine, you can go to bed." ”

Mu Ziqian straightened up, Qiu Jing raised his head and asked him to pull out his arm, but found that his face wrinkled the next second he moved his arm.

"What's wrong?" she asked.

Mu Ziqian rubbed his face, and then stood up solemnly, "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

Qiu Jing sighed, watched his other hand twitch awkwardly a few times, shook it again, and then slowly hung down to his side, walking towards the bathroom as carefully as possible.

She wants to purse her lips without smiling, and her hands are numb, what is there to hide.

Mu Ziqian closed the door with his other hand, then hissed, frowning and holding his shoulder, "Ah"

Men must not lose their share in front of women.

When Mu Ziqian appeared again, he became the Mu family Shaodong with an indifferent face and a high face.

He glanced at his watch, "I'll go buy you breakfast." ”

Qiu Jing sat up on the bed, and he hurriedly helped her, "Don't get up, I'm just sick, lie down more." ”

"I don't like to eat in the ward, let's go down and eat. ”

Mu Ziqian looked at her, this was the first time she took the initiative to invite, although it was a breakfast, he was still very happy, but his face did not show ecstasy, and said lightly:

"Good. ”

Mu Ziqian took off the coat on the hanger and put it on for her, and she was also pajamas inside.

It's not uncommon to dress like this in the hospital, and no one pays attention to the pajamas you're wearing inside, because a lot of people do that in the early morning.

Walking out of the elevator, Mu Ziqian asked her, "There is no Western-style breakfast around here, and the only high-grade one is five streets away, but at this point, I'm afraid it won't be opened." Can you eat a light meal?"

Qiu Jing likes to eat Western-style breakfast, purely because she has studied abroad for a few years and thinks that toast with milk saves time.

"Yes. She said.

Standing outside the hospital building, Mu Ziqian looked not far away thoughtfully, "I studied in the No. 3 Middle School of Huanshi City in the first year of junior high school, not far in front of me, and there is a breakfast opposite the school that is delicious." ”

Qiu Jing listened to his grandmother talk about his past, Mu Ziqian was only brought back by the Mu family at the age of fourteen, and he lived with his biological mother before, which represented his past.

"Shall we eat there?" he asked for her advice.

"Hmm. Qiu Jing nodded.

The two walked side by side, and there were people passing by, and no one would notice that the person who was wearing pajamas and a Versace windbreaker was Mu Ziqian, and only a line of black suits was not far away.

Out of the hospital gate, across the street is a straight road, on both sides of the ginkgo trees, the leaves are golden, and the leaves fall when the morning breeze passes.

Mu Ziqian took the initiative to take her hand and put it in the pocket of his windbreaker, his fingers clasped tightly, and his fingertips rubbed the back of her hand.

Qiu Jing looked at the road ahead indifferently, and the only feeling in her heart was disgust for his intimate little actions, but she couldn't show it, so she could only endure it.

Today is the third day of the agreement with Stefan, and her mind is full of plans on how to get to the Diàn Huà Pavilion on Ninghai Road.

The two of them strolled, the place was golden, and the cleaners not far away were sweeping the fallen leaves, and the broom rustled.

"The breakfast shop is called Guihe, the owner inside is called Chen Guihe, his wife always wears a blue floral apron, and she smiles first when she sees people without speaking, which is very kind. ”

Mu Ziqian said lightly, Qiu Jing's good mind was not on the speaker, so she didn't listen to what he said.

When he arrived at the porridge shop, he raised his head, and the signboard had been changed, not the original advertising cloth, but the LED screen.

Pulling open the door, the two walked in, and Mu Ziqian didn't let go of her hand until she sat down.

"What kind of porridge do you eat?" asked Mu Ziqian.

"What's there?" Qiu Jing looked at him.

"Eight treasure porridge, mung bean porridge, pumpkin porridge, preserved egg and lean pork porridge, as well as vegetable porridge, millet porridge" Mu Ziqian said a bunch of porridge names.

Qiu Jing thought for a while, "Vegetable porridge." ”

Mu Ziqian got up and let go of her hand, "I'll go serve side dishes." By the way, his egg cake is good, can you have one?"

She nodded, "Okay." ”

There were many people in the shop early, and Mu Ziqian's tall figure quickly blended into the crowd, and Qiu Jing turned around and glanced at hòu mén in the corner.

When Mu Ziqian returned to the table with the porridge of the two, there was only an empty seat left, he thought she went to the bathroom, put down the plate with side dishes, and then went to serve the porridge of the two.

After waiting for a while, the door of the bathroom opened, and a primary school student walked out of it, Mu Ziqian stood up from the stool, his movements were large, and he slammed the table, and two bowls of porridge overflowed and spilled on the table.

He stared at the hòu mén in the breakfast shop, his eyes sank, and he strode away.

On Ninghai Road, sparsely populated, a woman under the ginkgo tree gasped and ran into the Diàn Huà Pavilion.

Qiu Jing didn't care about anything else, quickly pressed the number, and answered after a few rings on Diàn Huà.

Stefan asked in a deep voice, "Is it quiet?"

"It's me. ”

In the microphone was the woman's rough breath, she swallowed, and asked, "Find a way to let me go?"

Stefan hurriedly said: "There is a cargo ship returning to San Francisco from the city next Sunday, departing at eleven o'clock at midnight, the Poseidon." The captain is Anne's uncle, and you've arrived to find him. ”

"Got it. Qiu Jing was just about to hang up Diàn Huà, but Stefan called out to her, "Jing is good." ”

"Huh?" Qiu Jinghao held the microphone tightly while paying attention to the movement outside the Diàn Huà Pavilion.

"Is it really impossible for you to be together? he is Ming Jin's biological father after all."