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After taking off the shoes for her, he picked up the little white high-heeled leather shoes.

It's not big, it's not too small, it's just right.

He put on her shoes and stared at her feet as if admiring a work of art.

These shoes, worn on Mu Qingqing's feet, are very suitable and beautiful.

Mu Qingqing also bowed his head, it was so good-looking.

"Qingqing, I haven't seen you for a year, your taste has improved a lot. Quan Zichen said with a smile.

"Where is like you, still stay where you are. After speaking, Mu Qingqing pulled his loose T-shirt with a look of disdain.

"I mean, Qingqing, you look good in whatever you wear. Of course...... It looks better if you don't wear it. Someone explained.

He explained, it was better not to explain, the corners of Mu Qingqing's mouth twitched, and the shopping guide lady standing on the side smiled even more.

"Shut up!"

Mu Qingqing glared at her angrily, ignored him, stood up, and walked towards the mirror in his high heels.

"Is it good-looking?" Mu Qingqing narrowed his eyes and looked up at him.

"Good looking. ”

"Which pair is better looking than your little lover?"

"First, she's not my little lover, second, she's incomparable to you, and third, satisfied?" Quan Zichen hooked the corners of his lips, his big palm landed on her head, and rubbed her black hair.

"By the way, your little lover is going to jump off the balcony, what if I climb the balcony and jump off the building one day?"

"What's not going to open your mind?"

"No, it's just a threat to you, let you give me all the family property!"

"What's mine is yours, what's yours is mine, and we don't have to be so clear. ”

"Come less. Mu Qingqing snorted coldly.

"Stretch your feet, I'll help you take off your shoes. Quan Zichen half-squatted down again.

Mu Qingqing obediently stopped talking and stretched out his feet.

Quan Zichen pressed her ankle as usual and carefully took off the white high heels from her feet.

Putting the heels aside, he put on her shoes and tied them again.

When his hand touched her feet, she felt like electricity. In this life, he was the first person to touch her feet.

"I want these shoes, you pay for them. Mu Qingqing said.

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Mu Qingqing and Quan Zichen didn't get along so well, and after returning from the mall during the day, no matter how many things Quan Zichen bought for Mu Qingqing, she was not very happy.

She asked him for a mobile phone, but he refused to return it to her, at first he said that he was in Quan's house, but after returning to Quan's house, he said that he had lost it.

Mu Qingqing was so angry that he snorted coldly, and went to the room to sleep angrily.

Finally, the door was slammed.

It's not that she's a little childish, but Quan Zichen is like this, which really makes her angry!

In the middle of the night, Mu Qingqing woke up, couldn't sleep, and lay on the bed tossing and turning.

When she raised her head and looked at the window, she didn't expect that there was still a light next door!

I fumbled to the light in front of the bed, and when I turned it on, it was a little dazzling.

It turned out that it was already one o'clock in the morning, what was he doing without sleeping?

Just then, she heard the sound of small footsteps and talking.

Holding her breath, she listened quietly.

"Young master, the kind of headache medicine that I used to have is no longer available at home, only this one. I'll have to wait until tomorrow to buy it at the hospital. ”

It's the voice of Wang Ma.

"That's it, it's okay, you go to sleep. Quan Zichen's voice was a little low.

"Young Master, does your head hurt?"

"Nothing. Quan Zichen didn't want to talk much.

Wang's mother knew that he had this temper, so she didn't want to ask too much, so she had to put the boiling water in his hand: "Then young master, you can go to sleep after taking the medicine, and I will go to the hospital tomorrow to see which medicine, the effect is much better." ”

"Hmm. Quan Zichen still didn't have too many words.

Before Wang's mother left, he took the medicine with warm boiled water.

"Young master, don't you worry about the affairs of the group, don't you still have Du Wen to help you take care of it?"

"I know. ”

Quan Zichen clenched his fist against his forehead, his brows furrowed deeply.

Wang Ma couldn't help but sigh, she knew that it was not entirely a matter of the group. Since Mu Qingqing left him three years ago, he has often drunk to the point of headaches, and later, the problem of this headache has fallen.

This problem is also a heart disease.

"Young master, if there is anything else, just call me. ”

"Well, you go back and rest. ”

Wang Ma nodded, left Quan Zichen's room, and closed the door for him.

She didn't expect that when she came out, she saw the light in Mu Qingqing's room turned on. When she came over just now, the light in her room was still off, could it be that Mu Qingqing woke up?

Wang Ma didn't care so much, and went downstairs lightly.

As soon as Wang Ma left, Mu Qingqing opened the door.

She heard the conversation between the two of them just now. Why did he take medicine?

She stood in his slippers to his door, both hands in their pajama pockets, and at this moment, she stretched out a hand to knock on the door.

After hesitating for a long time, she rubbed the corner of her clothes before knocking softly on his door.

"Knock knock" twice, not big or small.

Quan Zichen thought it was Wang Ma, frowned and said coldly: "I'll talk about it tomorrow." ”

Mu Qingqing was hesitating whether to go in and see him, and after hesitating for a few seconds, she knocked on the bedroom door again.

Quan Zichen had a terrible headache and became more and more upset when he heard the knock on the door, but he still got up and came over to open the door.

"What else?"

As soon as the door opened, he saw Mu Qingqing standing at his door in pink pajamas, with big deer-like eyes and panic.

"It's you. Quan Zichen's tone softened a little, "Come in." ”

Quan Zichen turned around and walked into the bedroom, and Mu Qingqing followed.

She saw that there was indeed a box of medicine and a cup of steaming boiling water on his desk.

There was always a faint scent of lavender in his room, and as soon as she came in, she felt very comfortable.

Unlike her room, which was messy and full of all sorts of things, his room was untidy.

"Still not sleeping so late?" Quan Zichen asked lightly.

It was already one o'clock in the morning, he knew.

"You haven't slept yet. Mu Qingqing said.

"Miss me in the middle of the night?" Quan Zichen hooked the corners of his lips.

Although his head hurt, he smiled, walked to the table, and secretly put away the painkiller.

"What do I want you to do. Mu Qingqing saw it, she hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed his hand: "What is this?"

"Nothing. "He wanted to lock the drawer.

But Mu Qingqing still rushed to take out the medicine box, took it in his hand and turned it over to the back, it turned out to be a headache.

Quan Zichen saw that she had seen it, and she didn't grab it, but her brows were still furrowed.

"Does your head hurt?" Mu Qingqing raised his eyes and looked at him.

He's tall, and she'll need to tilt her head up slightly to meet his gaze.