Chapter 69: The Origin of the Name

"He went for a walk." Grandma Mu said with a smile, and said that she was like the two of you just now.

Song Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, and felt that it was better for him to ask: "That, Mr. Mu, what do I call your grandpa." ”

Grandma Mu replied first: "Quick, you also call Grandpa." ”

Mu Chaoci just glanced at Song Qingzhou lightly and acquiesced.

Song Qingzhou didn't like to disobey the old man's words, and he didn't look at Mu Chaoci, so he politely shouted: "Grandma, grandpa is good." ”

Grandma Mu smiled happily, and she led Mu Chaoci and Song Qingzhou to Mu Chaoci's room.

There is a passage from one side of the living room, which is a long corridor, and there are rooms on the left and right, and Grandma Mu took them into the second room on the left hand, to be precise, this should be the room when they were children, because it was full of small planes, cars, and even small robots, and there was a Lego that occupied half of the room in the middle.

Song Qingzhou approached and took a closer look, it turned out to be Hogwarts Castle in Harry Potter...... It was artificially pieced together piece by piece, as delicate and magical as in the picture, and even every painting on the kitchen wall was painted and pasted by Mu Chaoci, but his painting work really didn't dare to compliment.

Song Qingzhou glanced at Mu Chaoci, but he didn't expect that this guy's imagination was quite rich, and his childhood should be carefree. It's just that when you grow up, how did you become so cloudy and uncertain, and you became paralyzed?

Mu Chaoci just snorted coldly and expressed disdain.

When she first arrived at the Mu family, Mu Chaoci was already six years old, and she was only three years old at that time, and now it seems that before she went to the Mu family, Mu Chaoci lived here, right?

In the twenty years since she came to the Mu family, she has never seen her grandmother and grandfather...... As for the reason why the old couple never went to Mu's house, Song Qingzhou didn't know, but remembered that Mu's mother often missed her parents when she was a child.

Grandma Mu saw that Song Qingzhou was serious, so she wiped her hands and said, "You guys play, rest for a while." Grandma, I'm going to wash the dishes. Saying that, she was about to go out, Song Qingzhou was embarrassed, she hurriedly said, "Grandma, I'll wash it." "You have to go out with you.

Grandma couldn't resist and stopped Song Qingzhou in the house and said, "How can it! You sit down and take a good rest with Ah Ci for a while. Then he just closed the door.

Unexpectedly, Mu Chaoci had already walked straight to the sofa, leaning on obliquely, and was bored flipping through today's newspaper.

Song Qingzhou secretly sighed at his boredom, and then walked over to his bookshelf.

There are many handicrafts on it, some are ceramics, and some are hand-kneaded small clay figurines.

His bookshelves are large, and it can be seen that he spent his childhood at his grandmother's house. Because it has almost all the books that children love to read, and the things that children must have in their childhood.

She grew up in an orphanage since she was a child, but the dean's grandmother regarded her as her own, and other children had Song Qingzhou, and later came to the Mu family, and Mu's mother also gave her the most love when she grew up, and even completed her studies later, which was all contributed by Mu's mother.

Her hand caressed Mu Chaoci's book, among which there were seven neat and tidy books, and the order was exactly the same, it turned out to be Harry Potter, and there was a set of original English versions.

Song Qingzhou pulled out a copy, and it also had J.K. Rowling's signature on it.

It seems that he is an out-and-out Ha fan, Song Qingzhou snickered in her heart, she would imagine Mu Chaoci when she was a child reading a book, riding a castle, and then fantasizing that she was flying around on a broomstick, begging her parents to go to the UK to ask for an autograph. When he thought of the huge contrast with him now, when he was a child, Song Qingzhou couldn't be happy.

She inserted the book back, and there were still a few comics on the shelf, both Ah Yu and Oolong Temple.

Song Qingzhou came to his desk, but heard Mu Chaoci's cool voice coming over: "So interested in me when I was a child? ”

Narcissism! Song Qingzhou didn't turn his head to look at him, but replied, "I'm bored. ”

Mu Chaoci turned over the newspaper and continued to read it, without speaking again.

There is a notebook on the desk, on which is the brush words of the dragon flying and the phoenix dance, the handwriting is scribbled and spiritual, his current good words seem to be family learning, the first page is a poem: "The white emperor of the dynasty is among the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling are still in one day, the apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the light boat has passed the ten thousand mountains." ”

It turns out that this is where their name comes from...... Mu Chaoci, Song Qingzhou, she recited softly, and tied his name in her heart.

One is the father's surname, the other is the mother's surname, what a beautiful thing it was, but now it ......

There is also a photo album on the desk, Song Qingzhou opened it, the first one is a magnified headshot of Mu Chaoci, he is full of red fruits, about two years old, he carries a fish in each hand, and smiles at the camera with his mouth open.

Song Qingzhou was happy in his heart, Mu Chaoci was really cute when he was young.

Song Qingzhou then flipped down, five-year-old Mu Chao's birthday, his parents hugged him in front of a piece of cake, at this time his facial features were clearly recognizable, his heroic eyebrows were straight up, and he looked at the camera with a blazing look.

Mu's mother and Mu's father are also very young, with happy smiles on their faces.

The little Mu Chaoci in the one below squatted on the ground to pee...... Seeing this Mu Chaoci, Song Qingzhou could no longer restrain his laughter.

Mu Chaoci finally couldn't sit still, and he slapped the newspaper.

Unexpectedly, one hand quickly closed the album, with a pair of big hands, Song Qingzhou knew who it was without thinking.

There was a thick wool carpet on the ground, Song Qingzhou was fascinated by it, and Mu Chaoci appeared quietly.

But she still couldn't stop laughing, Mu Chaoci covered her mouth, and said angrily: "Don't laugh, don't look at it." ”

Then he forcibly turned her head, and saw that there was a rare ridicule in Song Qingzhou's eyes, he let go of the hand holding Song Qingzhou, Song Qingzhou began to gasp for breath, and Mu Chaoci kissed Song Qingzhou's lips.

His lips and tongue were extremely hot, Song Qingzhou couldn't parry, he retreated, he pressed step by step, the corners of his jaw moved regularly, his eyes were serious and affectionate, and he was extremely sexy.

Song Qingzhou had the illusion that he was in love with himself, and Song Qingzhou gently closed his eyes.

Mu Chaoci's hand began to ignite on Song Qingzhou's body irregularly, and the two of them fell on the thick woolen blanket together, Mu Chaoci propped himself up and kissed Song Qingzhou lingeringly.

Song Qingzhou couldn't, so he had to wrap around Mu Chaoci's waist, but his body seemed to be on fire, his chest was hot, Song Qingzhou retracted his hand with a light touch, and Mu Chaoci caught Song Qingzhou's messy hand and put it on his chest.

Mu Chaoci was forced to feel his heartbeat, strong and powerful.

Mu Chaoci became more and more dissatisfied with just this, and he even fumbled to untie Song Qingzhou's clothes.

Song Qingzhou suddenly sobered up, and she whispered, "Are you crazy?" Over here. Then he had to push Mu Chao away and get up.