Qiao Muqi walked lightly to the sofa and looked at the villain on the sofa dotingly.

Rong Wanqi felt that there was a strange eye looking at her, and without turning over, she raised her head and looked at it with misty eyes.

"Ah, is this a ghost?" Rong Wanqi exclaimed.

"Have you ever seen a ghost in broad daylight?" Qiao Muqi raised his eyebrows lightly.

"I haven't seen it, I may have seen a soul." Rong Wanqi still couldn't believe that he would appear in her house.

"Ahem~" Qiao Muqi pretended to be calm and coughed a few times.

Rong Wanqi hurriedly ran to open the curtains of the living room window to let the sunlight in, Qiao Muqi looked at her cute appearance, and her eyes became softer and softer.

"On the seventh day of the evening, I will not disappear when I stand in the sun." Qiao Muqi laughed playfully.

Rong Wanqi looked at Qiao Muqi standing in the sun, he exuded a warm aura around him, and people couldn't help but want to get closer.

"Ha~ha~" Rong Wanqi laughed happily.

Rong's father and mother, who were peeping in the bedroom, also inadvertently let out an inappropriate laugh.

"Sit down." Father Rong preemptively broke the awkward atmosphere.

Everyone sat down with a smile, not as embarrassed as they imagined, this harmonious look like a family of four, and the atmosphere instantly became weird.

"Should I be given an explanation?" Rong Wanqi asked.

They looked at Rong Wanqi and didn't explain but nodded to each other.

"It's too illogical." Isn't this the case in TV series, and a reasonable explanation needs to be given? Nodding without explanation, there is definitely a conspiracy.

Rong Wanqi's head was full of all kinds of whimsical ideas, and her big eyes were round.

I have to admit that all kinds of whimsical ideas in girls' heads are sometimes really statements of facts.

"Before and after the college entrance examination, as well as during the holidays in the future, Mu Qi will live in our house." Your mom and I agreed, so I didn't bother to ask for your opinion.

Father Rong responded to her.

Qiao Muqi looked at the girl sitting next to her seriously, with expectation in her eyes, waiting for her answer.

"Thunderbolt from the blue". Rong Wanqi replied quickly.

"Amount". The loss in Qiao Muqi's eyes was fleeting.

"Mu Qi is in our house, seven in the evening, are you unhappy?" Father Rong asked her.

"I'm not unhappy, I'm just unhappy." Rong Wanqi's tone carried a trace of helplessness and loss.

"Mom and Dad, give me my phone." She asked.

"In the living room chest of drawers, go get it yourself". Father Rong responded to her.

Diameter walked to the chest of drawers, took out his mobile phone, Rong Wanqi turned around and opened the door of his bedroom, walked in, and closed the door.

Qiao Muqi looked at her departing back, her eyes gloomy, and she looked out the window.

His loss was not shown on his face, but he turned his head unnaturally to hide the panic caused by his inner loss.

The moment Rong Wanqi closed the door, tears fell unnaturally.

She was happily waiting in the hospital for him to pick her up, she waited for the loss, she went home, just wanted to be alone for a while, he appeared in her house, without any surprise, became a superfluous fright.

I like you, Qiao Muqi.