Chapter 154: The heart eye is as small as a pinhole

This scare, there was really no sound inside. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Mu Qingqing involuntarily touched her stomach with both hands, but when she calmed down, she still said lightly: "It's okay if you don't eat a meal." ”

Wang Ma supported her forehead: "Qingqing, no, you can't eat a meal, you have to strengthen your nutrition." ”

"Mother Wang, don't say it, I won't eat. I slept, good night. After speaking, Mu Qingqing really had to turn off the light in the bedroom.

The lights are off, but how can you sleep at this point?

She listened quietly to the sound of the air conditioner, the chirping of birds and insects outside the window, and the sound of the summer wind blowing through the leaves.

Grabbing the air conditioner quilt, she closed her eyes and lay on the bed, feeling very unhappy.

Quan Zichen, your second uncle! Quan Zichen is a big slut! Bastard! Beasts!

The mother outside the door was holding the longan soup, but she didn't leave. She knew that Mu Qingqing must not be asleep, maybe she was not asleep, so she knocked on the door softly twice.

"Qingqing, eat some, it's still hot. Besides, you go to bed too early and it's not good for your stomach. Eat something, I'll play a sweater with you for a while when you're done. And you look at the sweater, you only knit a little bit, didn't you say that you should knit it in the autumn when you are born? ”

Mu Qingqing hugged the quilt, didn't speak, and didn't look at Quan Zichen squarely.

Wang Ma continued to persuade: "Qingqing, I am from here, I won't lie to you, you have to be obedient." ”

Mother Wang was like a mother, patiently coaxing Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing's eyes suddenly became hot, if her mother was still there, how good it would be.

Her mother is also very gentle, if she is still there, she will definitely not let her be wronged.

If her mother is still there, she was bullied by Quan Zichen, and she can still go back to her parents' house.

But it's just ifs...........

She was wronged and had no way to leave, didn't Quan Zichen just see her and bully? Don't you see that he doesn't have a backstage?

As soon as his eyes were hot, two lines of tears flowed.

The girl is married and bullied by her husband's family, but she can still be protected by her mother's family. But she could only hold back.

Wang Ma is good to her, but Wang Ma is the housekeeper of the Quan family after all, and her heart must be more towards Quan Zichen.

"Qingqing..........." Wang Ma said anxiously outside the door.

It's okay if Quan Zichen doesn't eat, but Mu Qingqing can't.

At this moment, the door of the next bedroom opened, and Quan Zichen walked out with a cold face.

This man is tall, and as soon as he comes out, an invisible pressure and aura is formed.

He took the bowl in Wang's mother's hand and said lightly: "Give me the key, you go down." ”

Wang Ma couldn't refute, so she had to nod and hand over the key to Quan Zichen: "Young master, you must persuade Qingqing to eat, don't be angry, don't be angry." Qingqing is now a ............. This is normal, you must not get angry with Qingqing. ”

"Hmm."

Quan Zichen stood at the door, and Wang Ma slowly retreated downstairs.

But she still didn't feel at ease, Mu Qingqing was still very happy at night, and she also cooked tomato egg soup herself, why did the two of them fight again at this time.

It stands to reason that the young master is a very mature and calm person, why did he quarrel with Mu Qingqing?

I don't understand, I don't understand.

As soon as Wang's mother walked away, Quan Zichen used the key to open Mu Qingqing's door.

The room was dark, and with a "snap", Quan Zichen turned on the light.

Mu Qingqing closed his eyes and didn't move.

"Get up!" Quan Zichen said coldly.

Mu Qingqing snorted coldly, pulled the quilt up, and covered his head.

Quan Zichen couldn't cry or laugh, he put the bowl on the table, and walked to the side of the bed with a step.

Walking over and sitting down, he nudged her with his hand.

"Get up and eat!"

"Get out, get out." Mu Qingqing scolded in the quilt.

"Mu Qingqing, I think you don't care about yourself!"

After saying that, he violently lifted her quilt, grabbed her little arm, and pulled her out of the quilt.

"What do you want to do? What do you want?! Mu Qingqing glared at him.

"Die!"

"You dare! Quan Zichen, if you dare to touch me, I will burn the Quan family, do you believe it or not? ”

Mu Qingqing's eyes were full of angry little flames, her eyes were red, and she stared at Quan Zichen.

How could Quan Zichen not believe it, he knew that he couldn't touch it, and no one could touch it.

"If you don't eat, you might as well jump off the building." Quan Zichen didn't have any expression on his face.

"Don't you wish I wasn't good?"

"Don't talk nonsense, you can eat it, if you don't eat it, forget it! ,****What idleness! ”

Quan Zichen stood up, brought the bowl to the table at the head of the bed, and fell heavily with a "snap".

"Quan Zichen, what is your attitude?"

His tone, his expression, seemed to be her who was wrong today.

She also told herself to die, damn me, am I stupid, why am I so cowardly, I didn't leave last time.

"Mu Qingqing, I'll ask you again, do you want to eat?"

"Don't eat it!"

"Okay, you're ruthless. I'll put the bowl here, do you like it or not! ”

Quan Zichen was impatient, glanced at her, and walked away from her bedside.

Walking to the door, he closed the door, and with a loud "clang", the loud sound startled the Wang Ma who pretended to be working downstairs.

Mu Qingqing's little temper also came up, this man is simply unreasonable.

Suspecting that she was living inappropriately abroad for no reason, today she reunited with Kong Mingjie, and then chatted casually, he saw it and felt uncomfortable.

And, come on, he's obviously spying on me, but why should he be so arrogant.

This man's heart is as small as a pinhole.

"Quan Zichen, your second uncle!"

Mu Qingqing scolded, pushed his hand, and pushed the bowl at the head of the bed to the ground!

With a "bang", the porcelain bowl touched the floor tiles and all of them shattered.

Red dates, white fungus, longan in the bowl...... It's all over the floor, still steaming and smelling.

That night, Mu Qingqing didn't pay attention to Quan Zichen at all, she locked the door from the inside, and the lock was tight.

If she can't get a signed photo, she can't go find someone else.

However, Quan Zichen heard the movement on her side, came over and pushed her door, pushed it a few times, but couldn't push, knowing that she was angry.

He admitted that it was indeed his fault tonight, but although he wanted to apologize, he couldn't open his mouth in the face of a little wild cat.

With a cold snort, he went downstairs.

I didn't notice just now that there was a bowl of tomato egg soup on the table downstairs.

The soup is still steaming, and when you look at it from a distance, it looks so-so.

Quan Zichen walked to the table, stopped, and quietly looked at the bowl of soup for a while.

Wang Ma, who was hiding on the side to clean up, hurriedly walked over and said with a smile: "Young master, this is made by Qingqing herself................"