"Actually, if you don't tell Xiao Si......"

"You mean, you want me to hide it from Xiao Si?" Song Bingjue lifted the box, opened the back compartment, and after putting it in, he looked at her with burning eyes.

Mu Wan's lips pursed, and he couldn't find the slightest words to reply.

Conceal...... It doesn't sound like a nice word.

The rear compartment has been closed, Mu Wanhao was helpless, and apologized in a low voice: "Thank you, Mr. Song, I'll borrow it for one night." ”

Seeing this, Song Bingjue hooked his lips slightly, said "no thanks", and opened the door of the passenger seat.

Mu Wan'an hardened his head and sat in.

was silent all the way, and Mu Wannight was somewhat restless.

The car basically drove unimpeded to Song's house.

Mu Wan'an looked sideways at Song Bingjue on the side, and was about to speak, but Song Bingjue said as if he had foresight: "There is an old friend who lives in that area, I went to see him today, and I just wanted to go back, and I met you......"

Immediately, he paused, raised his eyebrows and looked at Mu Goodnight, with a hint of intimate ridicule in his tone: "Or does Miss Mu think I'm deliberately waiting for you?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Mu Wan'an, who was still suspicious, blushed, and immediately shook his head: "No, no." ”

All her doubts were dispelled, and it was only as if this incident was a coincidence.

Also, how could the president of the dignified Gu family deliberately wait for her? Let's not talk about it, the landlord's matter was decided by the market, and besides, how could Song Bingjue know......

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had overdone it, and patted her face to sober herself up.

It's really a sick person, and they like to think cranky.

……

Half an hour later, the car drove into the parking garage of Song's house.

Song Bingjue handed over Mu Goodnight's luggage to the housekeeper and invited Mu Goodnight to have dinner with him.

At this time, it was almost eight o'clock, Xiao Si had already eaten dinner and went upstairs to sleep.

A meal, just him and her.

Eat silently, sleep silently. Neither of them is a person of many words, and the meal is extremely quiet, only the sound of chopsticks gently touching the edge of the bowl.

After eating, Song Bingjue wiped her mouth and didn't stay long, asking the housekeeper to take her to the room, and he went to the guest room.

Seeing Song Bingjue's indifferent reflection, Mu Wan'an felt more and more that he was too narcissistic before, suppressed the weirdness, and went back to the guest room.

……

Halfway through sleep, Mu Wanye, who was already sleeping lightly, was woken up by a little movement.

She opened her eyes as if a small dark shadow appeared next to her.

She was stunned, Song Xiaosi was wearing a one-piece panda pajama suit, and she didn't know when, she slept next to her.

Probably sensing that she was awake, he also opened his eyes and approached Mu Wanye's arms very naturally.

His little head rubbed against her arm like a beast, then closed his eyes and fell back into sleep.

Good night: "......"

……

The next day is the weekend.

Mu Wanwan got up later than usual, she opened her eyes, and waited until she saw the villain in her arms clearly, and was stunned for a long time before returning to her senses.

Quietly pulling her arm away, she silently went to the ground to wash.

But he didn't want to, Song Xiaosi still woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw Mu Wannight walking towards the bathroom, also got out of bed, and followed, and when he saw Mu Wannight preparing to brush his teeth, he seemed to think of something, and hurriedly ran out of the room, but after a while, he ran back again, with more toothbrushes, tooth cups and towels in his hands.

He had just woken up, and everything was a subconscious reflection of him.

Looking at his ignorant appearance, Mu Wanliang smiled, touched his head, and helped him squeeze toothpaste on his toothbrush.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face in the mirror, Mu Goodnight helped Xiao Si change out of his pajamas, and then took Xiao Si's soft little hand downstairs.

Song Bingjue had already returned from the morning and was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper.

Seeing them coming down from the upper floor, his eyes flashed, and his gaze wandered from Xiao Si's body to Mu Wan's body.

Because she slept well at night, the woman's face was rosy and her complexion was excellent.

She wore her hair up and a white shirt and jeans, which was different from her usual freshness and loveliness.

Song Bingjue pursed his lips, his eyes fell on her steadily, without blinking: "Miss Mu, did you sleep well?" ”

Mu Wan'an grinned, smiled, and nodded.

Song Bingjue was noncommittal, and finally looked at Song Xiaosi, and his tone was a little more stern: "Did you go to Miss Mu's room last night?" ”

Song Xiaosi has a habit of running to his room to sleep in the middle of the night.

Today he got up early in the morning and saw Xiao Si's body, and knew where he had gone.

Song Xiaosi listened to his question, and he didn't even have the desire to take care of him, only the hands of Mu Wan'an holding him in his eyes.

Seeing this, the green tendons on Song Bingjue's forehead were slightly raised, with a faint hint of majesty.

Sensing that the other party was a little angry, Mu Wan'an thought that he was angry that Xiao Si was impolite, and hurriedly spoke: "It's okay, Xiao Si sleeps very well." Also, I slept well. ”

"Miss Mu, children can't be petted."

Song Bingjue was not annoyed by his son's unauthorized run to Mu Goodnight's room, but he was annoyed that his son was moving faster than him, and he had already taken the lead, entered Mu Goodnight's room, and shared the same bed.

Seeing that his mind was hidden, Song Bingjue looked like a loving father.

Mu Wan'an does not doubt that there is him.

Under the persuasion of the housekeeper, Mu Wannight still had breakfast at Song's house.

She planned to leave after eating, and take advantage of the weekend to get the house done.

Before he finished drinking the soy milk in front of him, he heard the opposite side, Song Bingjue spoke: "Since Miss Mu wants to change her residence, it is better to live here." ”

When the words fell, Mu Wanye, who was drinking soy milk, squirted out instantly.

"Poof—"

The soy milk landed on Song Bingjue's face accurately.

For a moment, the atmosphere froze.

The situation was sudden, and Song Bingjue's hand holding the chopsticks stiffened.

Mu Wan'an was already frightened, coughed desperately, and hurriedly picked up a tissue to help him wipe his face: "Mr. Song, I'm really embarrassed, I'm so surprised, I ......"

No matter how narcissistic she was, she couldn't have imagined that Song Bingjue would say anything to let her live here.

For people who have only seen each other a few times, this is not a normal thing at all.

Her face was flushed and a little confused.

Song Bingjue smiled, took the tissue in her hand, wiped her palm with his fingertips without a trace, and then wiped his face very naturally without waiting for Mu Goodnight to reflect: "It's okay." ”

Immediately, he spoke: "Miss Mu, you also know Xiao Si's situation, he really likes you, I am busy on weekdays, and I don't have time to accompany him at all." ”

"Again." He paused, "I think, I have helped Miss Mu before, and Miss Mu thinks she is helping me?" Salary extraordinarily calculated. ”

owes favors to everyone, Mu Wan knows it with peace of mind, but ......

"Mr. Song, I can help you take care of Xiao Si, but I can't ......"

How could she possibly live here?

"Miss Mu is worried about me?" Song Bingjue raised his eyes, and his black eyes were shining.

Mu Wan's lips snorted, and all the words were blocked-

"Not ......"

Originally, it was taboo for men and women to be alone, let alone live together?

She did have worries about this, but in the same way, if she admitted it, wouldn't she think that Song Bingjue had thoughts about her?

Is this simply three hundred taels of silver here?

Her face was scornful, and she didn't know how to refute for a while: "I ......"

"I'm not worried about my own ......" She smiled stiffly, but in Song Bingjue's extremely calm gaze, she couldn't go on.

"Mr. Song......

She struggled hard, and before she could finish speaking, she heard a "click-" sound.

Xiao Si on the side put down the cup in his hand, and looked at her with big black eyes without turning, expressionless, but very ......

"Okay." Mu Wan's peace of mind was not good, and made a compromise.

Hearing this, Song Bingjue picked up the soy milk in front of him and covered the curvature of the corners of his lips.

In terms of negotiations, he never felt that good night could say anything to him, not to mention, there was Xiao Si in ......

Everything, as expected.

……

The matter of Mu Goodnight's stay was decided.

In order to prevent any contradictions in the future, Mu Wan'an still thought about it seriously, and after taking a nap with Xiao Si, she went back to her room and carefully drafted a labor contract.

It is impossible for her to live in the Song family all the time, not to mention, how long she has to stay is also an embarrassing matter.

Song Bingjue didn't say it, but she couldn't get used to it.

After checking the contents of the contract and confirming that there should be no problems, she signed her name and took the contract to the study to find Song Bingjue.

She knocked on the door three times, waited for someone inside to respond, and gently pushed the door in.

"Mr. Song." She stepped into the study and spoke in a low voice.

Song Bingjue's study is even bigger than the room, and all the bookcases on the three walls are full of books.

Mu Goodnight even smelled the smell of books.

Looking around, there was no one in the study, Mu Wan'an heard the sound of water on the inside of the study, so he stood aside and waited.

But after a while, the bathroom door opened, and the man came out wet, he wiped his head with a dry towel, and saw Mu Wannight standing there very well-behaved, his eyes were slightly warm.

"Miss Mu?" His voice was hoarse.

He didn't sleep long last night to deal with official business, so he was a little tired until now, so he went to take a shower and refreshed himself a little.

Hearing that his voice was not quite right, Mu Wan'an subconsciously poured him a glass of water.

After placing the glass in front of him, she couldn't help but be stunned.

No, why, just for her subconscious actions.

In the past, when she was in the Xu family, she was like this, every time Xu Shuo worked late, she would pour her a glass of water like this.

At that time, she moved him to work hard for their future life, but now, she felt that she was too self-inflicted.

Her hand stiffened, then naturally withdrew.

Song Bingjue wiped her hair for a moment, and saw that her face changed slightly, as if she understood what she was thinking, her dark eyes darkened, and she said in a dumb voice: "If Miss Mu doesn't mind, can you help me wipe my hair?" ”

He said naturally, and Mu Goodnight came back to his senses from his thoughts.

"What?"

"There's something I need to take care of right away, but, you see......" he tapped his still dripping hair.

Mu Wan'an thought about it, did not refuse, walked behind him, took a towel, and gently wiped it for him.

She has always been very experienced in such things, and she has ...... in the past

I couldn't help but think of the past, Mu Wan'an spit out the dirt in his heart lightly, and began to take the things in front of him seriously.