"Why didn't you tell me when you came back?" Looking at the red mark, An Shuangchi's eyes were full of distress.

If he had known at that time, he would never have let go of the Mu family so easily.

"Anyway, it's just a small injury, I was thinking not to worry about you at the time, but who knew that this admiration was getting more and more excessive, and now he still covets my man."

Mo said softly, this look fell in An Shuangchi's eyes, and he only felt very cute, and he couldn't wait to rub her into his arms now, and never be separated.

Her words just now to my man completely pleased An Shuangchi, and her eyes narrowed with satisfaction.

"Let's go to Mu's house tomorrow to make some trouble." Mo Qingsoft's eyes suddenly lit up, and he looked at An Shuangchi excitedly and said.

An Shuang was stunned for a moment, but did not refuse or ask the reason, and nodded without hesitation.

Originally, he was still waiting for An Shuangchi to ask himself the reason, but who knew that what was waiting was An Shuangchi's nod, but this time it became Mo Qingrou who was stunned in place.

"Why don't you ask?" Mo gently pinched An Shuangchi's nose and asked squeamishly.

"If you want to do it, just do it, what else do you need to ask for the reason, after knowing how Muqing treated you, I can't wait to throw her out now, how can I object."

Mo looked at An Shuangchi softly and stunned, and somehow his eyes were a little moist.

After looking at An Shuangchi in a daze, Mo gently crooked into An Shuangchi's arms, and his two arms hugged An Shuangchi's thin waist tightly, as if he wanted to connect the two of them together.

"What's wrong?" Sensing that something was wrong with Mo Qingrou's emotions, Mo Qingrou nervously wanted to hold her face to take a look, but Mo Qingrou buried it in his arms and refused to poke his head out.

"I just feel a little moved." Mo said softly and sullenly.

She used to think that she was going to be lonely and old, and she never dared to imagine that one day there would be someone who loved her more than herself, and never dared to imagine that one day she would choose to believe in herself without hesitation.

Mo Qingrou is not a hypocritical person, but she seems to have suddenly understood the production of those chicken soups now, maybe those people have also been loved unreservedly like this, if they have an unhappy life, they will not think of those words at all.

"I love you." Mo said softly in An Shuangchi's arms.

An Shuangchi's body froze, and it took a while to react, slowly lowered his head, and looked at the little woman buried in his arms, his chest was full of emotion.

He wanted to take the little woman out of his arms and kiss her, but he was afraid that his enthusiasm would scare the timid little white rabbit, so he could only forcibly suppress the surging emotions in his heart, put his head on her head, and said in a low voice.

"Me too."

I've done too many things today, Mo Qingrou has long been tired, originally she felt that she was tired enough to develop new products, who knew that this afternoon in Lanyue Building was even more brain-burning.

She felt like a detective now, unable to let go of every detail, and her mind seemed like a mess that she couldn't figure out.

The little woman in her arms gradually stopped moving, An Shuangchi looked down, and she didn't know when, she had fallen asleep in her arms.

An Shuangchi shook her head helplessly, probably because she was too tired today, and carefully picked her up and put her on the bed.

The sleeping face that was close at hand, there was still a small teardrop under the long eyelashes, and An Shuangchi's infinitely gentle trembling little droplets kissed it, and her heart was full of tenderness.

"I love you too." An Shuangchi whispered in her soft ear, but it was a pity that Mo Qingrou was already asleep at this time, and she only felt a little itchy in her ear, and scratched it with her hand, and An Shuangchi couldn't cry or laugh when she saw it.

By the time Mo gently woke up, the sky was already bright.

"What time is it?" Mo woke up gently, and subconsciously pushed the person who was still lying next to him.

"Chenshi." An Shuangchi's voice sounded in her ears, making her even more frightened.

Didn't An Shuang get up at midnight before, how could he stay in bed with him.

"You." Mo Qing's hair was messy, and An Shuangchi on the side formed a great contrast with her, although she was still wearing bedclothes, her hair was only slightly scattered, and she couldn't see any embarrassment.

An Shuangchi naturally knew what Mo Qingrou wanted to ask, and he was originally going to get up at that hour this morning, but he just moved slightly, and the woman next to him grabbed his sleeve and began to cry as soon as he moved.

His sleeves were wet with her crying, and he cried and cried about his mother, a name he had never heard of, but it should have been mother from her tone.

She has no father and mother, she entered the palace alone, with no one behind her, looking at such a fragile Mo Qing, An Shuangchi's heart was even more distressed.

Obviously, when Mo Qingrou saw An Shuangchi's somewhat wet clothes, he misunderstood, thinking that it was his own saliva, and he was suddenly even more embarrassed, and looked at him left and right.

"That, your clothes." Mo gently pointed to the wet place on his clothes, and said sneeringly.

"It doesn't matter." An Shuangchi didn't care, got up and got out of bed to change clothes, the whole set of actions was done in one go, and Mo Qingrou also saw some beauty from his movements.

Sure enough, it is a person who practices martial arts, and every move has an indescribable feeling.

"Frost Late." Mo gently and shamelessly approached An Shuangchi, who was already dressed neatly.

"What's wrong?" An Shuangchi looked down at the woman with hair like a bird's nest.

Looking at her hair, he knew that he must have asked him to comb her hair, but he still wanted to tease her again, so he deliberately looked at her with a cold face and deliberately pretended not to know what she was going to say.

Mo gently leaned his head over and rubbed his chest, and the clothes he had just put on suddenly appeared a little fold on the side of his chest.

"Look at my hair, I think your eyes are telling me that you want to comb me." As long as An Shuang didn't speak, Mo gently rubbed on his chest until he agreed to be the Lord.

It was the first time they had slept together, and Mo Qingrou was not honest when he slept at night, and his hair would always be knotted when he woke up the next day.

Every time she didn't have the patience to comb it properly, so she tied her hair up and went to bed at night, but that night, her hair was tarnished by Anshuang, and then she leaned on it.

An Shuangchi still remembered that she also said a robber theory at that time, "You see, you spread my hair for me, so you should be responsible, if it weren't for you, my hair wouldn't be knotted like this, right?" ”

Mo looked at An Shuangchi with a straight face, and when he saw that An Shuangchi didn't speak, he began to be gentle, leaning on his chest like a little pet and rubbing it, and in the end, An Shuangchi only felt that his heart was crisp.

Since then, it seems to have become a habit for the two of them to get up in the morning and comb her hair.

Every time An Shuangchi always teased Mo Qingrou in front of him, he would only do it after a long meal, and this time was no exception.

In the end, Mo Qingrou still sat on the dresser as he wished, with An Shuangchi behind him, the ivory comb looked a little out of place in his big hand, but there was a little strange harmony.

The big hand that was used to weapons was also cautious and gentle when grooming her.

"Frost Late." Mo softly suddenly let out a low cry.

An Shuangchi also responded, but then neither of them spoke again.

In fact, there is no purpose, just to simply want to scream, as long as you get An Shuangchi's response, you will feel that your chest is numb and full of love.

Since Cuicui followed her, she has never eaten the expensive and unpalatable things in the inn, Cuicui's craftsmanship is very good, no matter what she does, she does it well.

"Thank you, Cuicui."

Even for breakfast, Cuicui has never been perfunctory, preparing a few meat buns and a bowl of shredded pork noodles with pickled vegetables for An Shuangchi, and a bowl of bird's nest for Mo Qingrou.

"That's what Cuicui should do." Cuicui replied with a smile, and then quietly retreated.

As long as these two masters get together, they don't like to have people serving next to them, although they have been serving for a short time, but she can still remember this habit of the master.

Last night, I was going to tell Shuang Chi why I wanted to go to Mu Mansion today, but then I fell asleep because I was too tired to finish speaking, and while I was at breakfast, Mo gently told An Shuang Chi about the matter of Lan Yuelou.

"It's impossible for me to give up on the purple kite, how much work did it take me to cultivate this one, and now that I finally have some results, don't just give up like this, besides, the purple kite is very compatible with my temperament, I like her very much."

Mo gently took a sip of the bird's nest in the bowl and said.

An Shuangchi nodded, not to mention anything else, just looking at the flesh of this Mu Qing who bullied his heart, this trip is inevitable.

It's just that they can't take the initiative to come to the door, but they have to wait for Mufu to invite them.

An Shuangchi's thoughts coincided with Mo Qingrou, the two looked at each other, and smiled at each other tacitly.

"Do you remember the last time we went to see that fat powder shop, it was opened by the Mu family." Mo whispered softly.

She really didn't have malicious competition, it was really just a coincidence, she had also bought the things in the fat powder shop, in addition to the price was much more expensive, the things were also real.

It's just that if her fat powder shop is opened, there will be no conflict with the original Xiangyuanzhai, just to increase An Shuangchi's memory points, she casually mentioned it.

An Shuangchi nodded, already having a plan in her heart.

The gentle shop will be open in a month, and now that it has been building momentum for so long, it will definitely arouse the hatred of the Mu family at that time, so it is better to deal with these things now.