All the joy was diluted, and the huge gap made him a little irritable.

He unbuttoned his sleeves, looked at the warmth of his heart sitting on the sofa, and sat down next to her.

"I still don't want to make things bigger," Xin Nuan said first, "The car accident can be handled as it should be handled." ”

Mo Qingcheng naturally wouldn't let go of the person who bullied her, but he didn't want to go against her will and make her unhappy, so he had to respond, "Then what is the arrangement for you to return to the imperial city?" ”

She doesn't know, but it shouldn't be easy, she has to explain the Su family, she has to find the university again, and she has to face those who have ghosts in their hearts and fall into the ground. But fortunately, it was not life-threatening, and when she thought of it, she was depressed by the absurdity of what happened here.

"Let's talk about it." Xinnuan said lightly: "Take one step at a time." ”

I've already died twice, so there's nothing I can't face.

Mo Qingcheng's sentence was swallowed back by himself when he reached the side of his throat, and his deep eyes were inexplicably stained with a layer of desolation, "I will talk to your father about the Su family." ”

He wishes you could talk to him! But this is the last thing Xinnuan wants to see, what she has to do now is to make Su Mingzhe believe that Mo Qingcheng and the Mo family have completely given up on her, so that she can come out of the Su family and do everything she wants.

Xinnuan looked back at Mo Qingcheng and smiled a little helplessly, "I'm not a child Qingcheng, I can handle my housework." ”

yes, housework!

Mo Qingcheng looked at her blue eyes and narrowed slightly, this is true, but it sounds a little harsh.

If it was usual, even if it was noon, he would confidently say that you are my Mrs. Mo anyway, and your housework is naturally mine! But for some reason, at this moment, he couldn't say a word.

"Okay," he lowered his eyes, a face hidden in the shadow of the light, unable to see his expression clearly, and his tone was flat but revealing a hint of sadness, "If necessary, feel free to contact me." ”

My heart warmed.

Suddenly it was quiet, not like yesterday's-for-tat, not like the warmth just now, the two sat silently, and they were a little uncomfortable with each other.

Xin Nuan glanced at Mo Qingcheng from time to time, only to see that he had been silently lowering his head, not knowing what he was thinking, and there was an indescribable sadness on his tall body.

She instinctively wanted to comfort, but she restrained herself with extreme reason. She wanted to ask him if he was tired now, but she also knew that she couldn't help anything, and the only thing she could do was not to be a burden to him.

But obviously, she has always been a burden to him.

Xinnuan was just about to say that he was going to rest, when Mo Qingcheng's mobile phone rang.

He was stunned for a moment before he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, looked at the number on it, and heard a majestic and angry voice coming, "I'm waiting for you in the next room." ”

Mo Qingcheng responded and hung up the phone.

His big hand held the phone, looked at his heart and said, "Rest early." He stood up from the couch.

Xinnuan wanted to ask him where he was going, but in the end, he just answered the hello, watched Mo Qingcheng walk in the direction of the door, and went out of the door, and after a long time, he withdrew his gaze.

Her body suddenly relaxed, she took a deep breath, and sat for a long time before she got up from the couch and walked into the room.

You have to rest well, after all, there will be a hard battle to fight tomorrow.

Zhang Yue waited outside the door with a worried face, and when he saw Mo Qingcheng coming out, his expression was a little better.

He greeted the young master and helped him open the door to the next room.

Mo Qingcheng pushed the door in, and an ashtray flew straight over, smashing on his forehead, and falling on the carpet with a muffled sound.