Chapter 3 Chapter 3: Wash with confidence, manage enough
Mu Cheng's eyes were red, and she wanted to cry, "I didn't, Shi Qin." The man didn't touch me, really, I don't believe you checked. ”
Xiao Shiqin pushed her away, his eyebrows and eyes were full of impatience, "Dirty things, I feel disgusting when I touch them." ”
He had a lot of strength, and this push Mu Cheng's back slammed directly into the table, so if he didn't die, it was the injury on his back, and it hurt so much that she was about to break out in a cold sweat.
Before she could scream in pain, the wine bottle on the table toppled down, and the wine fell directly on her.
A few bottles of 10,000 pieces of wine, just gone.
When a group of people saw this situation, they knew that Xiao Shiqin was deliberately manipulating her, and they had the courage to flatter: "Since it's dirty, just take wine and wash it." ”
Even more bright-eyed, snapped his fingers, and asked someone to bring in a few handfuls of wine, "Miss Mu Er, rest assured to wash, it's enough." ”
In the midst of everyone's coaxing, Xiao Shiqin didn't glance in the direction of Mu Cheng, only a smile on the corner of his mouth, teasing the shy little girl in his arms.
Mu Cheng's back hurt badly, and the wine was all highly concentrated, flowing down his back and sticking to the wound.
She has always been able to endure pain, but now she feels pain, it hurts.
Mu Cheng raised his head, his eyes were wet, and he couldn't tell whether it was wine or tears.
only stared at Xiao Shiqin, his eyes were sad, "Shi Qin, did I wash it clean, and you forgive me?" ”
Xiao Shiqin looked at her, raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.
Mu Cheng bit his lip, picked up the wine bottle, and poured it down on top of his head.
The sound of pouring wine and the spilled wine on the floor, filled the whole private room with a strong smell of alcohol.
When pouring the fifth bottle, Xiao Shiqin sat up and said that it was too slow, and then leaned over and picked up a bottle of wine and stuffed it into the little girl's hand in his arms, held her hand over to the top of Mu Cheng's head, and poured it directly.
"You'll wash her up."
When Mu Cheng walked out of the box, the whole person was soaked.
Her back hurt so badly that she could only lean against the wall and move out a little bit.
Walking to the elevator entrance, the sound of a bottle bursting suddenly sounded in the box behind him, and Xiao Shiqin's angry "roll".
The elevator door opened, Mu Cheng walked in with her waist on her back, and the slowly closed elevator door reflected her cold eyebrows, where was there still the grievances and caution in the half-subcontracted compartment.
I took a taxi to the pharmacy, bought a bunch of ointments and disinfectants, and finally went back.
She did not go back to Mu's house, but went to Minfeng Garden.
She was so tired today that she didn't have the energy to deal with those two old ones, and planned to wait until tomorrow when her back didn't hurt so much, and then go back.
After barely taking a shower with the winding film, and finally finished wiping the medicine, Mu Cheng lay on the bed and took his mobile phone to call Xiao Shiqin.
Hung up as expected, she was not disappointed, and just hit over and over again.
Whether she can pick it up or not is Xiao Shiqin's business, but she has to put her foot forward.
Later, it's about annoying, and then call over to prompt the line to be busy, obviously it has been blacked.
Mu Cheng didn't stop, opened WeChat, and sent a voice message. It wasn't until the third one that a red exclamation point popped up next to it, and she finally stopped.
opened the circle of friends, swiped up with his fingertips, and saw a news posted by Mu Qingzhi.
It was a photo with a Sven man, the two were not close to each other, only normal social distance, but the smile on Mu Qingzhi's face was a little more sincere.
It was accompanied by the caption, "Long time no see, old friend." ”
The cold light of the mobile phone illuminated the sarcasm on Mu Cheng's face.
I finally figured out the reason why Xiao Shiqin was uncertain today.
She deserved to be unlucky and hit the muzzle of the gun.
Mu Cheng yawned and was about to throw away his phone to sleep, when the ringtone rang.
Ignoring the pain, she quickly sat up and picked it up, and before she could speak, she listened to the cold words on the other end of the phone, "You can roll over within ten minutes......