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123. Little Uncle, Hug My Golden Thighs 26

There were people coming and going at the airport, and Wang Jie, who was pushing a suitcase, came out when he saw a man wearing sunglasses and a mask coming up from a corner not far away.

He recognized who the person recognized with just one glance, and was indescribably moved in his heart, but before he could say a word, he saw the person suddenly stepped forward, hugging him full of arms, and then the familiar A gentle voice entered the ears.

"Welcome home, little star."

Wang Jie, who was stiffened by the other party's sudden movement and the seemingly gentle and abnormal voice, felt an indescribable awkwardness in his heart.

How do you feel gay in gay?

Feeling that he was suspicious, he threw away the thoughts in his head, patted the person on the shoulder, opened the distance between the two, and then said with a dry smile: "Brother Mu Xin, I didn't expect you to really come .”

Seeing people seemed to be very shy, Mu Xin didn't make any more intimate gestures, and said with a smile: "I said I'm here to pick you up."

"As expected of Huiqiong International, the benefits are really good."

Dazed for a moment, Mu Xin realized that she hadn't told the person on the other side that he didn't renew his contract with Huiqiong. Now that he has found the location of the studio, their studio will be opened soon. .

Thinking of his preparations for tonight, he chuckled inwardly, not in a hurry.

"Let's go, you must not have eaten, let's eat something casually first, and I will send you back to the staff dormitory, and we will have a good talk at night."

Although I feel a little sorry for not letting my immediate superior deliver it, but thinking that the other party is here, I can't drive them away, I can only accept it, but I think in my heart that I must rush to pay for the meal later, and I can't let Mu Xin Brother paid a penny.

I found a Chinese restaurant at the airport, and after sitting down, Mu Xin took the menu and ordered a few dishes that people told me before, the favorite dishes plus a dessert.

After the dishes were served, Wang Jie looked at the dessert and said with a smile: "Brother Mu Xin, you really like sweets so much, not only Black Forest but also egg tarts."

Mu Xin paused, raised her head and said, "I don't like egg tarts, I ordered this for you, don't you like this the most?"

Didn't you tell me before that you like egg tarts the most, if you have the opportunity to eat with me, if I order egg tarts for you, you will be the happiest person in the world?

Now Wang Jie was stunned. He didn't like to eat any dairy products since he was a child, because he didn't like the smell of milk. Could it be that there was a mistake in the information at that time, and Brother Mu Xin...

Consciously finding a reasonable explanation, Wang Jie could only bite the bullet and smile in the face of people's suspicious eyes: "Thank you... Thank you Brother Mu Xin."

Since Brother Mu Xin ordered it for himself, let's eat a couple of bites.

So under the expectant eyes of the other party, Wang Jie took two bites of each of the two egg tarts with a straight face, and then felt sick all afternoon.

Wang Jie, who felt the lingering taste of milk in his mouth all afternoon, almost collapsed when he received a call from Mu Xin inviting him to dinner.

Who can tell him why after returning from a trip to the country, he found that Brother Mu Xin suddenly became weird, not only talking in a nasty tone, but also looking at him with that strange doting eyes, and always calling him a little boy? Star.

He knew that Mu Xin's fans called themselves little stars, and as an assistant, he naturally wanted to love and love, but he really never chased stars, and Wang Jie, who couldn't think of a reason, was pulling his hair irritably, full of entanglements.

On the other side, Mu Xin, who had just finished styling and was about to go to an appointment in a suit and leather shoes, was blocked by a group of reporters who came out of nowhere.

"Mushen, there are rumors that you have left Huiqiong International to start your own business. May I ask if this decision is related to the recording that has surfaced on the Internet in the past two days?"

"Mushen, what do you think of the love between Mr. Pei Mingming and his nephew?"

"Mushen, did Mr. Pei Mingming publicly state on the Internet that you are concerned? Do you agree with his statement?"

He didn't go out several times, and Mu Xin knew that if he didn't say something today, these reporters would not let him go.

Mu Xin, who was already annoyed by everything about Pei Zongming, finally opened her mouth, "I do have some opinions on this matter..."

……

Today's weather is exceptionally good, and because the Internet at home seems to be exceptionally slow for the past two days, Chu Xinze rarely came to the recliner on the lawn today, wearing sunglasses, listening to the perfect sound of waves on the phonograph, With the breeze, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the fun of the beach.

Just when he was feeling extremely comfortable, suddenly there seemed to be some sound coming from the gate not far away.

Pulling off his sunglasses and turning his head, he only saw the back of a person who seemed to be riding an electric scooter away. When he was about to look back, he suddenly noticed that there seemed to be an extra box outside the iron gate.

The box was about the size of an adult, and the sides were nailed with wooden planks. Chu Xinze looked into the gaps, but couldn't see what was inside.

Thinking of the person who left just now, could it be the courier left by that person?

I searched around again, but I didn't find the express sign on it, but Chu Xinze found a red card on the side.

Only for Pei Mu Tan - Anonymous

After realizing that this was actually a gift for herself, Chu Xinze's eyes lit up immediately, and she beckoned to the servants at home to drag the box to the lawn not far away.

"Young master, what did you order? It's so heavy."

He raised his chin a little arrogantly, "A gift."

The servant thought he was referring to the gift from Pei Mingming, and said with a smile: "Could it be that the master gave you a statue exactly like the young master, planning to put it at home?"

"It's not from him."

Seeing someone go to open the box with a crowbar, worried that the other party would damage the contents inside, Chu Xinze couldn't help telling: "Be careful, don't damage it."

After a long time, I finally opened the box carefully.

However, what came into view caused everyone present to shrink their pupils, and they took a step back unconsciously.

Black solid lacquered wood, with gilt inlays at the four corners, and gorgeous patterns carved on the top cover, because the whole is black, so that even if it is viewed in the sun, there seems to be an indescribable feeling on it. dense.

No matter how gorgeous it is, it can't change the fact that it is a black coffin in front of it.

Chu Xinze was also frightened and trembled. He used to live with Mr. Pei. The old man has always believed in gods and Buddhas, so that he is particularly taboo about this thing.

The cheerful atmosphere just now fell silent in an instant, and everyone's expressions were not very good. After a while, a servant smiled dryly and said, breaking the atmosphere.

"Haha... coffin, coffin, promotion and talent."

Immediately someone answered the call, and said with a lively atmosphere: "Yes, I heard from the older generation that in the past, when someone was promoted, they would give each other a model coffin. This is an auspicious start."

"That's right, I've heard people say that before, but I didn't expect to see it today."

"This coffin looks like it was custom-made, and the patterns on it are really beautiful."

So amidst everyone's interruptions, the eerie atmosphere of silence just now dissipated little by little, and Chu Xinze, who had been carrying her little heart, finally let go.

But facing the coffin, Chu Xinze was still a little apprehensive, and had to be disposed of in a hurry.

After returning to the room, he was in a daze for a long time. He didn't even think about what it meant when someone gave him a coffin. Curse him to die or bless him? ? ?

He couldn't figure it out for a long time, but he could only check it on the computer, but he didn't want the webpage to load slowly and couldn't get out.

In the past two days, he didn't know what's wrong with the computer in his room, all kinds of webpages couldn't be loaded, and he would have something to check, so he suddenly thought of Pei Mingming who would be working in the study.

His eyes lit up, and he remembered that there was also a small study in his little uncle's bedroom, and the computer in it was top-of-the-line, so it must be easier to use than the one in his room.

Thinking about it, he got up and slipped directly into the room. Sure enough, there was no one in the room.

Touching the computer in the small study not far away from the person, Chu Xinze turned on the computer. Compared with the various loads in his room, it couldn't be loaded. The one-second startup here should not be too fast.

Sure enough, the computer in his room was about to be replaced.

How about taking this computer directly to your room after checking it?

Thinking of this, smiling like a little fox, he opened his browser and was about to search for relevant information, but suddenly a push of the latest news caught all his eyes.

Mu Shen's first voice: Personally disgusted

Mu Xin?

Chu Xinze, who seemed to have problems with all the electronic communications on his mobile phone and tablet since yesterday, his eyes lit up when he saw this name, he clicked on this message without even thinking about it.

What Xinxin dislikes, I also dislike, and after seeing the relevant content clearly, the face that was smiling just now turned completely pale.

This is a clip of a reporter interviewing Mu Xin and asking him what he thinks of Pei Zongming's voice.

In front of the camera, Mu Xin was well-dressed and had an excellent image. The curved lips were almost perfect without any blemishes. He was so far away and strange, like a god sitting high in the clouds.

However, no matter how perfect and holy it was, it couldn't change the fact that the words he spit out nearly knocked his head into a dizzy state, and made him feel cold all over his body.

"...I've met him a few times. He's a very beautiful boy. He can act like a baby, he can talk, and he has a nice smile. As for his personality... how should I put it, turnips and vegetables have their own preferences. If you like it, you can naturally Will feel wayward and petite, cute no matter what, if you don't like it... probably