Chapter 5 will be your home from now on
When they arrived at the old house of the Quan family, the car slowly drove into the compound of the Quan family, and the driver was about to remind Quan Zichen that he had arrived, and Quan Zichen signaled the driver not to speak. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
The driver immediately understood, so he got out of the car lightly and quickly went to open the car door for Quan Zichen.
The moment he opened the car door, he was thundered again.
This little girl is actually lying in the young master's arms!
What's even more strange is that Quan Zichen was not unhappy at all, but behaved very happily.
Quan Zichen felt very unhappy when he saw Mu Qingqing in his arms being peeked at.
So the hand holding Mu Qingqing tightened a little more.
Mu Qingqing was a little uncomfortable being hugged by Quan Zichen and was forced to separate from Zhou Gong.
Mu Qingqing opened her sleepy eyes.
At this time, Quan Zichen had already carried her into the house.
Mu Qingqing was scared!
High-end mahogany furniture, oversized crystal chandeliers, and... There were still many people standing aside and saying to Quan Zichen, "Hello young master!"
These alone were enough to make Mu Qingqing a little difficult to digest.
Quan Zichen looked at Mu Qingqing's blank face and felt a little distressed, his hand gently stroked her head, put his lips to her ear and said, "Qingqing, this will be your home in the future." You're mine too. ”
Mu Qingqing just looked at Quan Zichen in a daze, nodded and replied softly, "Hmm." ”
Quan Zichen hugged Mu Qingqing upstairs again, pointed to a room and said in a doting tone: "Do you like this in your room, it doesn't matter if you don't like it, you can change it." ”
Mu Qingqing looked at everything in front of him and was stunned, and said, "Is this really my room?"
Quan Zichen put Mu Qingqing down and said to Mu Qingqing: "Yes!
Mu Qingqing hurriedly shook his head and said, "No, no, no." I was anxious to explain, and my little face turned red.
Quan Zichen looked at it, shook his head and said a little overwhelmed: "Don't worry! ”
Mu Qingqing said: "I really like it, I like it so much." I can't believe it!" he said and rushed to the big princess's bed with pink sheets.
The furnishings in this room were all designed by Zhang Rong, and Quan Zichen was very disgusted at that time, and the furnishings in this room felt so childish and unpleasant to look at.
But now Quan Zichen sees that Mu Qingqing likes it so much, and he also thinks that this house looks very good.
Mu Qingqing flew down all of a sudden, decorating the princess bed with a pink four-piece suit.
Quan Zichen watched from the side, and the sun shone on Mu Qingqing's little face, making Quan Zichen suddenly feel a sense of calm and good time, and a sense of satisfaction suddenly surged into his heart.
Quan Zichen has never been like this for more than ten years, staring at the opposite sex in a stupid daze.
At this time, a pair of hands suddenly slapped Quan Zichen, making Quan Zichen react from his thoughts.
Quan Zichen didn't need to think about it to know that it was his "old naughty" mother, and he didn't twist his head and said, "Mom, is there anything wrong." ”
Zhang Rong looked at her with a smile of "I know", her son who had always been insulated from the opposite sex, (Zhang Rong thought in her heart that she used to think that her son was gay.) )
Mu Qingqing, who was originally climbing on the bed, heard someone talking, so he immediately came over, and saw Zhang Rong and Quan Zichen standing at the door, scratching their heads and not knowing what to say, looking at the two of them with wide eyes.
Zhang Rong couldn't help but reach out to Mu Qingqing's little face when she saw Mu Qingqing's cute appearance, and suddenly met Quan Zichen's eyes and silently stretched it back.
"Ahem... Zhang Rong cleared her throat to hide her embarrassment.
At this time, the servant came up and said, "Madam, the young master and the young lady should eat." ”
Zhang Rong said, "Got it." You said to Mu Qingqing, "Let's go." ”