Gardenias, in particular, are not only fragrant, but also white as jade, adding a beautiful landscape to this garden. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Next to the swing stand is a wisteria tree, which has long since finished blooming this season, but the hanging branches of the wisteria tree show a graceful posture.

Mu Qingqing was wearing a blue pajamas, wandering in the garden, and the anger in her heart finally disappeared.

Take a few more deep breaths, okay, I've forgotten about the bastard Quan Zichen.

Mu Qingqing sat on the swing and shook it gently.

At this time, she remembered Kong Mingjie.

At that time, next to the swing frame of the school, bees and butterflies were around, and the years were good.

Lulu swings the swing, and he gently rocks it for her.

The memories of my youth are really good, even if it is a sunny day, a gust of wind, a gesture, everywhere is good.

She was missing her youth.

The evening breeze blew across her face and ruffled her hair.

The shredded hair in her ears fluttered gently in the wind, and she looked up at the sky.

The sky is like ink, and the moon and stars are scarce.

It's nice to have a night like this.

Slowly, she forgot about Quan Zichen......

The ecological environment around the Quanquan Mansion is very good, and when Mu Qingqing was swinging with half-squinted eyes, he actually saw fireflies flying around in mid-air!

The little fireflies are like small lights, gathering more and more, and wherever they fly, they are lit up.

These little ones are like elves, dancing and spinning in circles.

Mu Qingqing watched them fly around happily......

At this time, it would be nice if Quan Zichen was here.

No, no, how did she think of him again.

He is the kind of person who spoils the scenery, and he doesn't know how to appreciate this beautiful scenery when he wants to.

Mu Qingqing tilted his head and quietly looked at the flying fireflies, the curvature of the corners of his lips shallow and upward.

The swing swayed gently, and Mu Qingqing's heart gradually calmed down.

She happily watched the moon in the sky and the fireflies in the sky, and loved it to the extreme.

I've known Quan Zichen for so many years, and he hasn't taken her to see fireflies.

If she proposed, she thought, he would say "naïve."

The man who didn't understand the amorous feelings.

Just as Mu Qingqing sighed, she suddenly heard the voice of someone talking at the gate of the Quan family.

Not far from the gate in the garden, she turned her head to look.

"Young Master Muyun, our young master is not here."

"Really? Thanks, I'll visit again another day. ”

The clear and warm voice is like a jade bead, gentle and moving.

Mu Qingqing looked back, it turned out to be Brother Duyun, and he hadn't seen him for a long time.

She jumped off the swing and headed for the door.

"Brother Muyun!" Mu Qingqing shouted!

Mu Yun was just about to leave, when he heard Mu Qingqing's voice, he turned around again.

He laughed, "You're here." ”

"There's got to be a housekeeper." Mu Qingqing also smiled.

"You're a patient, go back and rest early." There is no way.

"I've had a day off, and there's no one to accompany me. You're looking for Quan Zichen? ”

"Hmm."

"Why didn't you look for me? Are you embarrassed, or do you feel like you don't have a good relationship with me? Mu Qingqing blinked.

"You're poor." Wen Zhiyuan smiled.

Under the moonlight, Mu Qingqing stared at no. The man wore a white shirt and had a long build.

The faint moonlight shone on his white shirt and on his clear face.

Mu Qingqing remembered a sentence: a humble gentleman, gentle as jade.

There is no such man, a man who is not carved like jade.

There is gentleness in the maturity, especially his smile, which makes people indulge in it with more than one look.

Mu Qingqing thought that Quan Zichen's friends were all very good, but why did she fall in love with Quan Zichen's man with a black belly and a poisonous tongue.

In fact, speaking of which, Xu Fan is not bad, as well as Du Wen, plus the current Mu Yun, all of them are very good.

She must be blind......

It must be.

"Brother Muyun, come in and sit down, I'll make you tea, don't refuse." Mu Qingqing stood at the door and said with a smile.

"yes, okay." Mu Yun smiled. Answered.

Mu Qingqing took him into the house, and after making Mu Yun a cup of Pu'er tea, she went upstairs to change into clothes and come down.

"Brother Duyun, do you have something to do with Quan Zichen?"

"Nothing."

Without bowing his head, he picked up the teacup in front of him.

The fragrance of tea overflowed, and Mu Qingqing sat in front of him, carefully examining his face.

It was the first time she looked at this man so closely, and she found that this man, whether she looked at it up close or from a distance, was extraordinarily good-looking.

The whole body exudes an elegant and modest atmosphere, which is very admirable.

Especially when he lowered his head to taste tea, his long eyelashes moved slightly, his eyes were clear, and the smoke was flowing.

Mu Qingqing stared at him intently, and did not slowly put down the teacup.

"If you look at me like that, I'll be misunderstood." He smiled.

Mu Qingqing raised her cheeks: "Who made you look so good." ”

"What's the matter, I can't see Quan Zichen enough every day?"

"I'm tired of watching." Mu Qingqing pouted, "I want to change my husband." ”

"You can talk to him in person."

Mu Qingqing suddenly wilted: "I still want to live well." ”

Mu Yun smiled and looked at her for a while.

Mu Qingqing raised his cheeks and said, "Brother Duyun, you just said that you came to find Quan Zichen for nothing, I think you are lying." ”

"It's really nothing."

"I don't see it, you don't tell me the truth, you treat me as an outsider."

"Just come and ask him for someone's phone number." Mu Yun lowered his head, and there was a look of confusion in his eyes.

"Who?" Mu Qingqing asked gossipingly.

"Nothing, just a former friend." Mu Yun's tone was very bland.

Mu Qingqing saw that Mu Yun had made up his mind and refused to say anything, so he didn't ask any more.

Mu Qingqing didn't know much about Mu Yun, and only heard what Quan Zichen said.

However, Mu Qingqing didn't take these hearsay things seriously.

Mu Qingqing asked Quan Zichen about the matter between Mu Yun and Xiaoxuan, but every time Quan Zichen diverted the topic.

Mu Qingqing just thought, Mu Yun is so good, and he is very humble, the key is to have a good temper and a good temper!

Anyone with a bad temper like Quan Zichen can find a wife, and Mu Yun must have a lot of people chasing him.

Besides, he has such a good temper, how can he have a stiff relationship with Xiaoxuan.

Speaking of Xiaoxuan, Mu Qingqing was also curious, and had only seen photos of Xiaoxuan.

Mu Qingqing looked at Mu Yun and wanted to ask about gossip, but when he saw Mu Yun's demure temperament, he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Mu Yun saw Mu Qingqing's appearance, and smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth when he drank tea.

Mu Qingqing naturally didn't see it.

Then Mu Qingqing said a few words to Mu Yun, drank a pot of tea, and then Mu Yun got up to leave.

Mu Qingqing didn't stay, so he followed and sent Mu Yun away.

Mu Qingqing returned to the room by herself, sitting on the bed and looking out of the window boredly.

Unconsciously smacked his lips, feeling quite boring.