Quan Zichen held the thermos pot, gently pushed open the door and walked to Mu Qingqing's bedside, and put the thermos pot on it. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Then he lowered his head and looked at Mu Qingqing's appearance, pouting his small mouth, which provoked Quan Zichen to kiss him.

After Quan Zichen kissed, he was still a thief, and he was afraid that he couldn't help but do something, so he hurriedly went out and ran to his room to close the door, leaning against the door, his heart "plopping, plopping" beating hard.

After calming down for a while, he went into the bathroom to take a shower and then went to the study again, and the camera took Mu Qingqing to play for a day, delaying a lot of things.

However, there are many times when you don't have to do many things yourself, but now my father has taken full control of the company to himself.

Although he had participated in the company's affairs since he was very young, his father was in charge at that time, and the major shareholders in the company did not dare to make a mistake.

Now many shareholders covet their position, and they don't have many cronies in the company, so they have become Zhu Yuanzhang, and they are busy with official business every day.

Quan Zichen had no time to work in the study at the beginning, until Mu Qingqing woke up hungry at night.

As soon as Mu Qingqing woke up, he saw the thermos pot on the long-headed table, and opened it and drank it.

After drinking, he came out and prepared to put the thermos pot back downstairs, and when he passed by Quan Zichen's study, he knew that Quan Zichen had not slept from the light that came out of the crack in the door of the ground.

Mu Qingqing first lightly went to put the thermos pot back downstairs, and then went to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee for Quan Zichen.

Mu Qingqing cautiously went upstairs with a coffee, and leaned on the door again and heard the sound of Quan Zichen's fingers tapping between the keyboard.

"Brother, you haven't slept yet. Mu Qingqing pushed open the door with coffee and said.

Quan Zichen raised his head and looked at Mu Qingqing, his eyes were already swollen and looked haggard.

"Qingqing, you're awake, have you finished drinking the shrimp porridge on the bedside table? Quan Zichen looked at Mu Qingqing's crying and swollen eyes and said.

Mu Qingqing nodded, put the coffee in his hand on Quan Zichen's desk, and said, "Brother, I just made it for you, you can drink some, but don't be busy for too long." ”

Seeing Quan Zichen reach for the cup of coffee, he said, "The body is the capital of the revolution!"

"Well, I see, you go to sleep, I'll be fine right away." Quan Zichen took a sip of coffee, put it on the table again, and began to continue typing.

"Okay, I'll go to sleep first. After Mu Qingqing finished speaking, he left, walked to the door and looked back at Quan Zichen.

Just as Quan Zichen also raised his head to look at Mu Qingqing, his eyes facing each other.

Quan Zichen said, "Okay, go to sleep." ”

Mu Qingqing closed the door and returned to his room.

Lying on the bed, Mu Qingqing took out his mobile phone, and he didn't take his mobile phone all day today.

All I saw were Zhang Hongjie's missed calls and text messages, and Mu Qingqing picked the last one to read:

Qingqing, what's going on today, don't answer the phone and don't reply to text messages?

Mu Qingqing thought about it after reading it, and replied: I didn't take my mobile phone when I went out to play today.

I wanted to send it, but when I saw that the time was two o'clock in the morning, I deleted it again, thinking that I would tell him when we met tomorrow.

Mu Qingqing thought that in these days with Zhang Hongjie, he was the same as the average couple in school, although he was also very satisfied.

But with Lulu's words: it feels like between the two of you... Well... It just feels weird.