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"En." Sister An nodded lightly, "Sister Changqing, Lin...Xiaoxian, thank you. In fact, today's stepping on the market is also needed by the leadership of the Design Institute. I have no choice but to come here, otherwise I have other work to do. .”

"Other jobs?" Lin Xiaoxian asked curiously, "I thought you came here because the design institute was not busy for a while."

"Oh no, it's not the design institute, it's..."

Before Sister An could finish her sentence, her cell phone rang suddenly. After picking it up and saying "Hello", she held up her palms to Lin Xiaoxian and Mu Changqing to apologize.

Lin Xiaoxian waved his hand to express his understanding, then pointed to the outside of the sales department, gesticulating:

"Then we're leaving?"

Sister An smiled and also waved her hand to say goodbye. A string of transparent beads on her snow-white wrist made a subtle rattling sound, like wind chimes under the blue sky.

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438 An Beixi (Second Update)

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After the manager of the sales department and the middle-aged man came out and talked about it, Lin Xiaoxian led Mu Changqing out of the front square, feeling a lot of emotion:

"No wonder you compare her to a princess, she is indeed a beautiful person...Ahhhhh!"

Lin Xiaoxian kept talking, his voice changed rapidly, and he stared at Mu Changqing with bared teeth:

"what!"

"It's nothing."

Mu Changqing let go of the pinch with his fingers, and let him hold it weakly.

Lin Xiaoxian's heart skipped a beat.

It's nothing if Mu Changqing hops and scolds him. If he says "nothing" lightly like this, then there's something.

As for the current situation, there is no doubt that Lin Xiaoxian wants to get it with his ass, and the reason must be "Sister An" just now.

"Changqing, this princess is what you say."

"I know, so I was the one who lured wolves into the house and actively sold my husband to others. I deserve it..."

"..."

Where is it all?Is it going too far?

Yin-yang strangeness is really a woman's innate skill, Lin Xiaoxian immediately counted the "sins" he just committed:

"One, I shouldn't stare at her; two, I shouldn't just talk to her and leave you alone; three, I shouldn't find her familiar; four..."

"Okay..."

Mu Changqing didn't let him talk anymore, hugged his arm back again, and shook him moaning.

It is true that most of the time when girls ask a man "what's wrong", they prepare all kinds of fancy crimes in their hearts.

But if the man can really list them all at this time, at least his sincere attitude will make the girl feel much more comfortable.

At least Mu Changqing is such a person.

"Sister An, I have to pay more attention to women like Sister An. Auntie is not so stingy..."

"Uh... no?"

"Have it!"

"That... that Xia..."

""

"What Xia! Which Xia! Up and down! Up and down!"

Lin Xiaoxian hurriedly talked nonsense and perfunctory.

Well, it's also the elder sister who is older than the nephew, but Xia Luoqiu really can't do it.

Regarding this point, Mu Changqing's next words actually explained the reason on his own initiative:

"Sister An is different. She is good at looking at people, she is docile, she speaks nicely, she is very elegant, chatting with her is very healing, but Xia..."

Mu Changqing remembered that he had promised Lin Xiaoxian to call [that woman] by her name properly, so he paused:

"...But Er Er Xia is a bad woman, she likes to show off that she is young and arrogant..."

"No, where did she show off? It's yours, okay?"

Lin Xiaoxian didn't know whether to laugh or cry:

"And you really call him Xia's second son or something?"

"Yeah, anyway, it's not in front of her, can't it?"

"Ok, Ok…"

Lin Xiaoxian secretly sighed in his heart for the poor bastard, but on the surface he couldn't say much.

"So your impression of Sister An is really good?"

"Well, I also feel quite amazing. It's the first time I've seen her, but I feel like an old friend after chatting, as if we've known each other for a long time... Hey, Xiaoxian, you said you think she looks familiar, Is it the same feeling?"

Lin Xiaoxian touched his chin:

"No, I really think she looks familiar, either I have seen her before, or I have seen her with one of her sisters..."

Mu Changqing thought it was true, because not only Lin Xiaoxian, but Sister An also said that Lin Xiaoxian looked familiar at that time.

"Xiaoxian, Xiaoxian, do you have an aunt?"

Lin Xiaoxian almost choked:

"What, if I have an aunt, then besides my mother, you also have a sister, do you have one?"

"No, I'm your mother's only sister."

Tomb-sweeping in the Qingming Festival is just around the corner, and Mu Zhangqing is no longer as melancholy as he used to be when he mentions the person in his dusty memory after a long absence, he just clasped Lin Xiaoxian's palm even tighter.

"That's right, sir."

"Ok?"

"I heard behind the screen that Sister An was a month older than you?"

"..."

"So there must be a part of the reason why your attitude towards her is different from Xia Luoqiu's?"

Regarding this question, Mu Changqing chose to ignore it, lowered the brim of the lady's hat, and did not answer in a secretive manner.

It seems so.

Mu Changqing has had enough of being an "elder" and "sister", but it is rare to have a day of being a "sister".

Although only one month younger than the other party.

"Hehe, right?"

Seeing her deliberately avoiding it, Lin Xiaoxian knew the answer, and with a half-smile, he pushed his elbow against her chest:

"Hey, were you happy when she called you sister Changqing?"

"I want you to manage..."

"No, if you like to listen, how about I also call you Sister Changqing?"

"Treason! And disgusting, rua—"

Mu Changqing pinched his neck as if vomiting, then pulled him to stop not to be outdone, and tiptoed to whisper:

"But Xiaoxian, we can change it, what do you think?"

"Change? How?"

"It's just...well... let's talk about it after going home~" Mu Changqing thought that he would be shy, so he kept it a secret.

"What's the answer? Go ahead and watch the other two discs."

"Ah... no..."

Mu Changqing had a bitter face, the corners of his lips drooped, and he raised his calf and kicked him lightly:

"If you go to two more, your feet will be very tired..."

"If you are tired, you will be tired. This is how you look at a house."

Mu Changqing still refused, and drew circles on his chest:

"But Xiaoxian, if your feet are tired, you will lose your strength. If you have no strength..."

Mu Changqing raised his slender eyelashes, followed by his soft eyelids, stared at Lin Xiaoxian's eyes with watery eyes, and his pink cheeks were quickly stained with a peach-like halo:

"...I can't help-you-to-night-oh..."

"..."

In all fairness, Changqing's wife is indeed the most proficient in her feet.

Comparable to the craftsmanship of Su Yuan's wife.

Lin Xiaoxian's mouth was parched, and he blindly glanced at the vehicles and pedestrians passing by on the road.

Mu Changqing was covered by a hat, but his old face was not, so he snorted coldly:

"Mu Changqing, don't do this. If you don't help, you won't help. Anyway, someone just broke the melon yesterday. Resting and resting is good for everyone."

"Oh? Really..."

Mu Changqing blinked innocently, and pulled back his right leg a little, so that his right foot was slightly raised from the shoe, revealing a small part of his shiny, white and tender heel.

A pair of really good-looking feet is like this. Not only can the light gray hollowed-out lace socks not cover up the smoothness like warm jade, but it will line up the small and slender feet more exquisitely, full of lovely lightness and cuteness.

"What is Lin Xiaoxian looking at? Didn't you say that you are not a pervert?"

"cough…"

"What's the cough? You have a cold? Would you like Dr. Mu to help you see a doctor?"

"..."

At certain times, such as this time, Lin Xiaoxian had to admit that Jiang was still hot, and in the end he had to admit that he was indeed a pervert, and then took her home first, and just watched the rest tomorrow.

So, the two of them got on Didi.

"I won't be tired if I go shopping with you, but I'll be tired if I look at a house. I really have you..."

"Hum~"

"Stop humming, little pig? Sit in it... Oh, by the way, I don't know what that Miss An's full name is?"

Mu Changqing twisted his body and sat inside, thinking for a while:

"An Beixi."

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"Ah!"

"Hello? Miss An, what's the matter with you?"

"Ah no, maybe someone scolded me."

"Come on, how could someone be willing to scold you... Oh! Unless you failed some student's subject?"

At the sales department, Sister An, who successfully entered the model house for research, rubbed her nose and smiled helplessly into the phone:

"Am I that strict? And this year's architecture students are more self-conscious than your psychology. Being your counselor can be regarded as feeling the gap..."

"It's not fair! Sister An, you don't teach us professional courses, how can you compare like this?"

"At least the attitude is much worse. The most typical one is you. You moved out right after you were in your sophomore year. The rich daughter is just different..."

"Oh, Miss An, stop mocking me, let's get down to business."

The voice on the other end of the phone couldn't wait:

"Why did the internship report I handed over to you get called back? From the end of the internship to now, I have submitted it three times!"

"You still have the nerve to say, it's not my fault, I just put away the internship report and hand it over to the superiors, and the higher-ups call it back, so you should check it yourself to see if the words about the No. [-] Middle School accident are still too fierce , modify it again, okay?"