There are not many people on the road tonight, and there are few pedestrians.

A sedan sped past him, like an evening breeze on the corner of his clothes.

Mu Yi drove the car back to Mu's house, handed over the car keys to the driver, turned around and ran back to the courtyard.

She rushed back to her room, carried the teapot on the table, and poured half of her stomach of herbal tea in one go, only to feel that the heartbeat in her chest had eased slightly.

Mu Yi touched her chest and took a deep breath, but she felt that the more Wei Qing's face was drilled in her mind, he was everywhere.

I can't help but think of the kiss that fell, and the crispy and numb feeling.

Thinking of that tingling, Mu Yi suddenly felt that his whole body began to itch. "Green pigeon! Green pigeon! I'm going to bathe! ”

No, it must be the catkins of spring that got into the collar, otherwise she felt that something was wrong, she had to wash it well, just wash it.

Mu Yi washed herself from head to toe, then shrunk into the quilt, and let Qingge help her wipe her hair.

She stared blankly at the curtain, staring at the face that seemed to appear as well.

Seeing this, Mu Yi's face changed, and he quickly shook his head and closed his eyes.

Qingge, who was so frightened that she wiped her hair, made a movement on her hand and asked carefully, "What's the matter, Miss?" Did the green pigeon hurt you? ”

"Nope." Mu Yi waved his hand, "You go down first." ”

Qingge pinched the moist towel and said to her, "Miss, my hair hasn't been dried yet, I can't sleep, be careful of the cold getting into my body." ”

"It's okay, I don't sleep, just lie down." Seeing Qingge's worried eyes, Mu Yi only sat up, "Don't worry, I must wait for my hair to dry before sleeping, okay?" ”

"Done!" Only then did the green pigeon nod reassuringly.

Looking at Qingge's loose eyebrows and relaxed smiling face, Mu Yi didn't know whether to be angry or laughing, so he glanced at her, "Are you a young lady, or am I a young lady?" How can you manage more than grandma! ”

"Miss is naturally a miss! But if it's good for Miss's life, Miss has to listen to me! Qingge is not afraid of Mu Yi at all, and on this issue, he stands very firmly on his own position and unceremoniously quarrels with Mu Yi.

If it was left in a big house elsewhere, such a maid would have been out of the house a long time ago, but Qingge is different from Mu Yi, the friendship between the two people over the years is always good for Mu Yi, so Qingge can have no scruples.

"Yes, yes, yes, listen to you, listen to you, okay?" Mu Yi had no choice but to surrender.

The green pigeon playfully stuck out her tongue before packing up and exiting the door.

As soon as the green pigeon left, Mu Yi seemed to have the bones in his body immediately taken away, and just wanted to fall into the bed, he heard a reminder from the green pigeon at the door, "Remember that your hair is not dry, you can't sleep!" ”

"Alright, got it!" Hearing the sound, Mu Yi was excited, stabilized his body that was about to fall, confirmed that the green pigeon did not push the door in, and let out a long breath.

She puffed out her cheeks, her hands on her cheeks, her elbows propped on her knees, depressed.

Weiqing bullied her outside, and Qingge bullied her at home!

Weiqing?

Oh, my God! How did she think of him again!

What's so good about him!

As soon as I met him, I would be fine, and I would be kidnapped as soon as I returned home! I met him at the military academy, so I was unlucky enough to be locked up, but fortunately, the floor was not high, otherwise she would have to fall if she didn't die! When I went to the drill, I bumped into him, and when I went out, I was pushed off the cliff! The last time I went to the temple, I met him, and Song Xichu had a car accident! And also......

And also......

Mu Yi thought about it, thinking that he couldn't make it up anymore.

She actually knew that on the night she returned home, Wei Qing was chased by the police, indirectly to go to prison to help her bring out the news she wanted, and that night, he was shot in order to protect himself.

In the military academy, although she would not be good without Weiqing, she always has him as a meat pad, and she really has nothing to do.

On the edge of the cliff, if he wasn't there, not to mention that he was looking for his way under the cliff, I'm afraid she would have died before she fell off the cliff.

In the temple, if it weren't for Wei Qing to stop him, Song Xichu would not be the only one who had a car accident......

From Chinese New Year's Eve to now, it has only been three months, and it turns out that she and Weiqing have experienced so many ......

There is also a private room on a sunny day, the wontons from the six women, the alley out of the Qing Mansion, the study room of the Song Mansion, and the delicate begonia flower at the Song family banquet......

Mu Yi thought about it, and unconsciously curled the corners of his lips.

Song Mansion.

Den.

"Tuk tuk tuk" Song Xiru knocked three times in front of the door.

Hearing Song Jinglin say "enter", he pushed the door and entered.

"Xiru?" Seeing that it was him who came in, Song Jinglin was very surprised.

When he entered the study on weekdays, even Song Qiuge was more than Song Xiru.

Originally, his focus was on his eldest son Song Xichu, and he cared less about his younger son. In addition, the youngest son was not in good health when he was young, and he went abroad for treatment for two years, and when he came back, he was also older, and the two fathers and sons had little communication.

Usually, Song Xiru is also a stuffy gourd, he doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't have time to say anything to him, so seeing Song Xiru taking the initiative to find him, Song Jinglin can be said to be hurriedly sitting upright.

Hurriedly put down the documents in his hand, and there was still some crampedness between movements.

Song Jinglin looked at his son and opened his mouth, but he didn't know that the first sentence was to say, "What's wrong?" Or should I say, "Is there something wrong?" ”

After thinking about it, he felt a little strange, and finally Song Jinglin closed his mouth and had to look at Song Xiru dryly.

"Father." Song Xiru stepped forward and called out respectfully.

Song Jinglin nodded in response, but raised his hand a little rustily, "Sit down and say." ”

Song Xiru stepped forward, lifted his robe, and sat on the chair opposite the desk, sitting upright.

He raised his hand and stroked the folds of the knee-length robe, and then looked up at Song Jinglin with a sincere gaze: "Can I try to fall in love freely with Miss Shi and Shi Junyu first?" ”

Originally, he heard Song Xiru rarely talk to him, and suddenly asked him about things, but Song Jinglin, who nodded while listening, was suddenly stunned, "What are you talking about?" ”

"I know your worries, father. But the Mu family is not a person like this, not to mention that Grandma Mu also said today that it is not about our generation? ”

Song Xiru's face was indifferent, as if he was reciting a text, and his tone did not fluctuate, "Yu Private, Xiao Yu and his eldest brother broke off the marriage contract, although there is a mother, but our Song and Mu families are still not a family in our generation, although the Shi family is not as good as the Mu family, but mosquito meat is also meat, which is more or less helpful to the Song family." ”

Song Jinglin looked at this little son who was ignored by himself in a daze, but he didn't expect that his consideration was even more complete than Song Xichu's.

At that time, it was because Song Xiru was not in good health, so he put all his focus on Song Xichu, after all, a person who had to rely on medicine to hang his body, why did he wait for him to sit in this position when he was old.

"You rarely mention anything to your father, and when you open your mouth, your father should naturally respond." Song Jinglin crossed his hands and put them on the table, his eyebrows frowned, as if it was a little difficult to do, "But Xiru, although Mrs. Mu said that, there is always a scene for many points, this is ......"

"Father." Song Xiru took over after a moment of pause, "I'm not as good as the eldest brother, the eldest brother is the elite of the military academy and the hope of the Song family's future, so it is naturally easy to arouse suspicion." But with my body, Grandma Mu will understand it, and the two brothers of the Mu family won't think much about it. ”

"You mean......" Song Jinglin looked at Song Xiru as if he had been enlightened.

Song Xiru didn't speak, but nodded lightly under Song Jinglin's gaze.

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