Chapter Eighty-Five: The Smell of the Trench
Bai Lu felt that if he pretended not to understand, he would be guilty.
What's more, Mu Qingyun is indeed an excellent and good person.
She took the initiative to take out the last gift from the trunk, which was a bottle of classic men's perfume of a certain luxury brand.
Handing over the bag, she smiled: "Housewarming gift." I don't like what you like, so I watched and bought it myself, don't dislike it, Senior Mu. ”
Mu Qingyun's gaze really fell on her face, as if she finally had a reason.
He paused for a second, then pursed his lips and hooked lightly: "I only prepared one meal, isn't it a little too bad for you?" ”
"Then you can have a few more meals, we don't dislike it!" Xu Xiaoran walked over with a smile, carrying a large bag and a small bag.
Mu Qingyun took it from her and made the two girls relaxed.
He led people upstairs.
This community is a well-known high-end community in Hong Kong City, with one ladder and one household.
Mu Qingyun opened the door, and Bai Lu poked his head out behind him to look.
The structure of three bedrooms and one living room, the living room is extremely spacious, and the decoration is minimalist Japanese style, with gray and white style and light colors, showing the taste of men.
The most eye-catching are the large floor-to-ceiling windows on both sides, reflecting the night view of the entire port city.
When night falls, the neon lights flicker, and it is beautiful to stand by the window and look down.
Xu Xiaoran changed her slippers and ran to the window, opened the window and took a deep breath.
"Hmm...... There's a smell in the wind, do you smell it? ”
She looked at Bai Lu with an intoxicated expression.
Mu Qingyun's eyebrows raised slightly, thinking that there was some peculiar smell.
In the next second, Bai Lu nodded heavily, "Well, it's full of trench flavor!" ”
The two of them deliberately breathed heavily, and Mu Qingyun shook his head with a smile behind him.
Of course he knew that the two of them were teasing him, no matter how rich he was, he didn't have any money in Bai Lu's family, Xu Xiaoran was also a rich second generation, not a bad mansion at all, but the two of them were indeed the more down-to-earth rich second generation he had ever seen.
"Feel free to do so, I'll take care of the last dish, and it will be fine soon." Mu Qingyun smiled, put on an apron and went into the kitchen.
Xu Xiaoran looked at his back, and as soon as the person disappeared, he squeezed Bai Fu's shoulder, "You can make money and live, sister, what else do you want a bicycle?" ”
Bai Lu saw her teasing and sighed weakly.
The barely supported smile on her face just now faded, and she sat down on the carpet in front of the sofa with a frown, "Slow down first, today's CPU can't be moved, I'm tired, let's destroy." ”
"Still thinking about that?" Xu Xiaoran squatted next to her and rubbed her head.
She glanced at Mu Qingyun, who was busy in the kitchen, thoughtfully, "I can't count on you all, you are completely passive emotionally." You have to add material to Mu Qingyun and let him take the initiative. ”
Bai Lu's eyebrows skipped a beat when he heard this.
This is the only bad thing about having a girlfriend who knows too well, I know her too well, her past love history is clear, and she can't even escape her eyes when she eats!
She hurriedly pulled Xu Xiaoran's arm, "Don't mess around, don't scare people." ”
Xu Xiaoran smiled eating, ", can I not count?" ”
It's strange that there are a few things, Bai Lu rolled her eyes, just because she was afraid that she would embarrass Mu Qingyun if she said too much.
But this time her worries were superfluous, and Xu Xiaoran after that was really serious.
The meal was ready and served, and the table was full.
After the three of them were seated, Xu Xiaoran didn't say anything out of the ordinary, but mentioned Mu Qingyun's work.
"It's only been long since you returned to China, and you bought a house when you said you bought it, I really envy you for having the life you want by your own struggle, unlike me, no matter how hard you work, you can't take off the title of the rich second generation." She sucked the baby cabbage from the bowl and chewed crisply.
Those who don't know think she's showing off, but those who know her personality and experience know that this is what she says from the bottom of her heart.
Xu Xiaoran is the hardest-working rich second generation Bai Lu has ever seen, but she is always denied her personal ability by people with the argument that 'she just relies on her family's connections and resources'.
Bai Lu didn't speak, and handed her a tissue.
Mu Qingyun smiled, his voice was humble, and he explained slowly, "Part of the money was saved abroad, and the company recently finalized a medical device project, and the income was quite considerable, so I gritted my teeth and bought it." ”
Medical devices?
Bai Lu suddenly took a pretense from their topic.