I Took Home a Mummy

In the simply decorated residence, the two figures on the sofa are close to each other.

Su Xiaotong's breath was messed up by Song Jingchen's kiss. She softly leaned on the other's chest and said softly: "I moved to your place, will your parents say anything?"

After confessing to Song Jingchen that night and the two rolled the sheets once, Su Xiaotong has considered himself as his girlfriend, and Song Jingchen has also acquiesced in this matter.

At this time, Song Jingchen's black eyes under his golden glasses flashed darkly, "It's fine if you like it. My parents rarely go to my side."

Su Xiaotong smiled shyly, "Then after I move to your place, you can't bully me."

Song Jingchen raised her eyebrows and hit her chest with a big hand. He smiled and said, "Is this bullying?"

"You are too bad."

Feeling the heat coming from her chest, Su Xiaotong's face became even redder, but the smile on her mouth was even brighter. She did not expect that Song Jingchen, who was gentle on the surface, would be so relaxed in private.

Suddenly, a bell from outside the door interrupted the two people's enthusiastic and intimate relationship.

"It should be someone from the moving company." Su Xiaotong hurriedly sat upright and began to tidy up the messy clothes. "Jing Chen, I will open the door for them."

Song Jingchen leaned on the sofa and let out a heavy breath. He nodded and responded: "Well, go."

Outside, the people who came from the moving company really came.

Su Xiaotong opened the door, and she told the leader: "Remember to be careful when you move later, my things are expensive."

Shi Zhu's dark face opened with a smile, "Miss Su, don't worry, we are all professionals. We will pack all of them and register them for you. They will not be lost or damaged."

"Well, that's fine."

Seeing the porters coming in in front of them, as if they could smell the unpleasant man's breath on them, Su Xiaotong frowned with delicate eyebrows and disgust in her eyes. She quickly walked back to Song Jingchen, "Jingchen, let’s get there first. Sit there, lest they move too much and get us."

Song Jingchen looked at the rough-handed porters with deep approval and pushed the golden eye sockets. He followed Su Xiaotong to the side and watched.

"Brother Huai, you have been fighting for several days, or you can take a break today, slow down, and let other brothers move." Cao Yang walked to the back of Mo Huai and suggested. He was worried that Mo Huai's body would be overwhelmed, after all, he saw the opponent's desperate efforts these days.

"It's okay, I have no health problems at all." Mo Huai shook his head and rejected his proposal.

"Hey."

Cao Yang also knew that Mo Huai would not listen, so he didn't say anything more.

"You moved the things in the living room first, and finally moved the things in my room." Su Xiaotong sat at the dining table and directed, worried that the porters would be clumsy and would damage her valuables.

"Well, newcomer Mo Huai, come and lift this cabinet." Shi Zhu called the leader, he really couldn't move it alone.

Mo Huai realized that Cao Yang had started to work. He walked over to the stone pillar and prepared to help move the dark wood crystal cabinet on the ground.

"Mo Huai?"

A surprised voice sounded. Su Xiaotong looked at the man who was wearing a dark blue overalls and was tall and straight. She looked incredible and shocked. Isn't this... isn't he Ning Mitang's boyfriend?

Is he a porter?

Song Jingchen, who was sitting next to Su Xiaotong, also saw Mo Huai, but he was taken aback for a while, his eyes were full of clarity and contempt. He pushed the glasses with his hand and sneered. He didn't expect that Ning Mitang's vision for choosing a man would be at this level. She actually chose a porter?

He was really not convinced, Song Jingchen was inferior to a porter at all.

"Mr. Mo?"

Su Xiaotong walked forward with a smile on her mouth, her delicate makeup was just right astonishment, "Why... are you here?"

Mo Huai was about to move the cabinet, but he didn't expect a woman to come over. He glanced at the other person and recognized Su Xiaotong as the nasty woman who was taken back by Ning Mitang that night.

His brows frowned slightly, and his voice was indifferent: "Is something wrong?"

Su Xiaotong smiled, "It's just that you are a little surprised to meet Mr. Mo at my house. I didn't expect us to meet again so soon." There was contempt and contempt in her eyes, "It turns out that Mr. Mo did..." She looked at him up and down, her voice stretched, her tone mixed with a sudden realization, "It was carried."

Mo Huai frowned deeper, "Is there any problem?" The woman in front of him was very boring and annoying.

Su Xiaotong tucked the hair on her chest to her ears, smiling unclearly, "It's nothing, it's just a little surprised. Now when I think of Mr. Mo's saying that he will make a lot of money for classmate Ning Mitang, I suddenly think that people have dreams. Very good thing."

Mo Huai's cold black eyes glanced at her coldly.

At this time, Song Jingchen on the side spoke, "Xiao Xiao, come here, don't hinder Mr. Mo's work, it is not easy for others to make money."

Su Xiaotong nodded in agreement. She said to Mo Huai, who was wearing dark blue overalls, "Mr. Mo is hard to carry, and hard work is not easy to make money. Come on, I will not hinder you."

Then, she walked back to Song Jingchen, her voice was delicate and delicate, "Well, Jingchen, you are right, Mr. Mo's work is manual labor, so hard, I'd better not hinder him."

I have to deny that even if Mo Huai wears the clothes of a porter and becomes a porter, he is handsome and can not be seen directly.

Su Xiaotong took another look at Mo Huai, and then retracted his gaze and cast it on Song Jingchen. He wore a slim white shirt on his upper body, a pair of black trousers that were tailored to his lower body, his hair was meticulously combed, his white face was gentle and handsome, and his body exuded noble temperament.

Such a man is what she wants. As for Mo Huai, how handsome he is, not a porter?

Mo Huai's dark eyes were very unhappy, and the two people in front of him were really annoying. Ignoring them both, he walked back to where he was and continued to move the cabinet.

In the unbelievable gazes of Song Jingchen and Su Xiaotong, Mo Huai was alone, with both hands lifting the dark wood crystal cabinet that could be moved by at least two people.

Su Xiaotong's black pupils shrunk, and then he was a little bit disdainful. It was really a waste suitable for physical work.

Some time has passed since the hot spring case, and the results are unbelievable.

Ning Mitang looked at the message from the group of the collaboration meeting on the phone, a little shocked.

"What are you looking at? So absorbed?" Jiang Youyou sat next to her and glanced at her mobile phone. The next moment, her reaction was bigger than Ning Mitang, "Isn't it, Han Wenjing was the murderer in the Hot Springs murder case?" Han Wenjing knew that a girl in the next class was also pretty, so she was a little impressed.

Ning Mitang could not imagine her as the murderer.

"Can you make a mistake?"

"People in the group said that the police have found evidence." Ning Mitang handed the phone to Jiang Youyou.

Jiang Youyou pulled down the news, and someone in the group said that Han Wenjing had been formally arrested, and the court would be held at that time. It seems that this news is indeed true.

"It's hard to imagine..." Jiang Youyou sighed after returning the phone to Ning Mitang.

"Well, things are unpredictable." Ning Mitang agreed.

Thinking of something, her eyebrows frowned. Han Wenjing was the murderer. Then she smelled the same sulfur smell on Han Wenjing's body as the deceased's body, and there is a reasonable explanation.

Ning Mitang's white and tender finger touched the phone case, and she was lost in thought. She remembered the girl with acne that she had met in the library some time ago. At the time, she smelled the same pungent smell from Liang Yanting. Does that mean...she is the murderer?

In other words, even if she is not the murderer, she is still related to Liang Yanting's death?

"What are you thinking about Mitang? I have called you so many times without responding." Seeing the dignified and tangled look on her face, Jiang Youyou thought Ning Mitang was still thinking about Han Wenjing, "This is what happened. It's something, I guess the campus forums are noisy."

"The school will take action. Not only is the murder committed, but the murderer is the school. This incident will definitely affect the school's reputation. The forum should also be banned. Otherwise, such scandals will only spread. The more trouble it gets, the bigger it gets."

Jiang Youyou turned around and tried to open the forum on the campus network, only to find that he couldn't log in, "Mitang, you really got it."

"What's expected." Ning Mitang stood up with a small satchel, "The reputation of a century-old school is not a joke. Let's go, go to the dining hall."

Jiang Youyou turned off the computer and put on a coat, "Let's go, let's go, starving to death. Let's go early and don't have to wait in line."

The two had just stepped out of the door of the dormitory when they happened to ran into Su Xiaotong and Fang Ya who had come back from outside.

"Yanjia has a narrow road." Jiang Youyou whispered to herself.

Ning Mitang kept walking forward without squinting.

"Student Mitang, wait a minute." Su Xiaotong suddenly shouted to Ning Mitang.

Ning Mitang's clear black eyes blinked, "Is there something wrong?"

At this time, Su Xiaotong looked up and down the opponent very seriously.

There is plenty of light in the daytime. Even at such a close distance, the skin on Ning Mitang's face can withstand a closer look. It is delicate and white, without any blemishes, which is simply enviable and jealous. You know, even if she wears makeup, her skin can't be as translucent and shiny as hers, so tender that it can drip out with just a pinch.

Su Xiaotong remembered the hyaluronic acid injection that the beauty salon had recommended to her before, and wondered if she could have the effect of Ning Mitang's skin after the injection, and she started to move around.

"What's the matter?" Ning Mitang frowned, she didn't like the look in the other's eyes.

Su Xiaotong came back to her senses, she smiled lightly, "In fact, there is nothing important, just want to thank you. Your boyfriend helped me move the day before yesterday. Although it is his job responsibility, I still want to say something. thank."

Ning Mitang was taken aback, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

Mo Huai helps her move?