said don't mess with me

It is often said that a crying child has candy.

Han Qingshi was born rebellious, and he would not show weakness to anyone in times of difficulty, so he naturally looked down on those who would cry at every turn.

As soon as Mucha's coquettish "can't help it" came out, she knew that she was going to make an exception for her again.

"Stop." Han Qingshi said to the driver, his voice tense.

The driver didn't know what happened, and quickly looked at the rearview mirror and changed lanes to stop.

As soon as the car stopped, Han Qing said again: "Get out of the car." Still in that cold tone.

The driver was shocked and thought he had done something wrong.

Seeing the look in Zhao Jiahui's hand, she understood a little bit, and got out of the car in a hurry.

In the back row, Han Qingshi had also come down.

She held the phone in one hand, and leaned on the car door with the other to get into the driver's seat.

Before going in, Han Qingshi said to Zhao Jiahui: "You take someone there first, I will try my best to catch up, if you are late, find a reason in advance and explain to President Chi."

Zhao Jiahui said seriously, "Okay."

After finishing speaking, Han Qing sat in the driver's seat.

Within five seconds, the car merged into the main road, and the speed was not at all like her steady personality.

"Assistant Zhao, what's wrong with Boss Han?" the driver asked in fear.

Since Han Qingshi took over GN, he has been serving as Han Qingshi's driver. In more than five years, he has never seen Han Qingshi so anxious.

Zhao Jiahui looked at the direction where Han Qingshi left, and warned in a serious tone, "Don't inquire about the boss's affairs, and do your own thing well."

The driver shut up immediately.

On the other side of the car, Han Qingshi did not hang up Mucha's phone.

She wore a Bluetooth headset, and while speeding up as much as possible on the verge of violating the regulations, she said to Mucha: "Wait for me at the main gate in 10 minutes."

Mu Xia was so cold that his head was dazed, and he asked in puzzlement: What are you waiting for? "

"Isn't it unbearable? Then I will accompany you."

"..."

A plain sentence broke Mucha's defense instantly.

The silent tears soon turned into soft sobs, and then into loud sobs, shaking Han Qingshi's eardrums one after another.

Very uncomfortable.

There are few cars on the third ring road.

Han Qingshi was extremely speeding.

The original half-hour journey was compressed by her to just over 20 minutes.

She thought that since she arrived so early, Mucha must have not come out yet.

I didn't want to see a thin and small figure standing under a tree to hide from the rain.

Downcast, without any energy.

Han Qingshi turned the direction skillfully and parked the car directly in front of Mu Xia.

There was a loud 'squeak', which made her take several steps back in a row to stabilize her figure.

Seeing the familiar face coming down from the car, the tears that Mu Xia had just suppressed surged up again.

She clenched her hands tightly, trying to hold back.

Soon, a tall and thin figure approached from the front.

Keep out the cold wind.

With a reassuring light fragrance.

Inhaled into the lungs, the damp and cold air seemed to warm up all of a sudden.

Neither of them spoke first.

Mucha looked down at Han Qingshi's shoes.

When she just walked, she stepped on the unstable floor tiles, and the rising sewage stained the uppers of her shoes everywhere.

Han Qing also lowered his head.

She is looking at Mucha.

Her black hair was half wet, and a few strands stuck to her face, making her face even whiter.

The clothes on his body also became darker because of the rain, not as fresh and lively as before.

But it is clear that there is only a drizzle floating in the sky tomorrow.

"How long has it been raining?" Han Qing asked.

Mucha didn't move, and his voice was hoarse after crying for too long, "I don't know, maybe an hour or two."

Han Qingshi sighed silently.

It seems that it has been raining since walking from Chen Deping.

She could almost imagine what Chen Deping would say when he was angry.

Mucha should be really scared, or sad.

"Do you still want to cry?" Han Qing asked, his voice was unbelievably gentle, he didn't look like a powerful and rich boss at all.

Such a contrast made Mucha's eyes redder, and he suffocated, and said aggrievedly, "I think so."

Pretty honest.

Han Qing suddenly wanted to laugh.

hold back.

She raised her hand to brush Mucha's wet hair, and said, "Get in the car and cry. I don't know if anyone feels sorry for you when you catch a cold. Once I fall ill, 10,000+ people in GN will have to worry about their jobs."

Obvious exaggeration.

Mucha believed it, and immediately passed Han Qingshi and walked to the car.

The moment he looked up, Han Qingshi saw her eyes.

Because of crying, it looks even more black and clear.

Also because of crying, at the moment it is red and swollen.

"Sit in the back row." Han Qing reminded Mucha who stood on the curb and knocked on his shoes hard, for fear of bringing the mud on the soles of his shoes into the car.

Mucha grunted, opened the car door obediently, and sat in.

Han Qing came over and held the car door, leaned slightly, and said to her who was sitting upright, "Go inside."

Mucha didn't think much, grabbed the front seat and quickly moved to the side seat.

Before he could sit still, the car door was closed by Han Qingshi.

Immediately afterwards, Han Qing turned to get up from the co-pilot and turned on the air conditioner.

Go down again immediately and open the trunk.

As if looking for something.

After one or two minutes, the electric tailgate slowly closed.

Han Qingshi opened the rear door again and sat in sideways.

I have an extra clean towel in my hand.

light blue.

It looks thick and soft.

"Turn around." Han Qingshi said to Mu Xia who was staring at him blankly.

Mucha looked up at her, then turned around slowly.

Her overall feeling today is very dull.

silly.

Much more docile than the previous hairy and explosive character.

to be frank.

Mucha like this is more attractive.

Han Qingshi couldn't help laughing.

Before Mucha found out, she quickly covered her head with a soft towel.

Pressing her hands up, covering her sides, helping her wipe the rain from her hair.

The movement is very soft.

softly.

Stop when it touches Mucha's ear.

Warm gently with both hands.

Kneaded.

Mu Xia had been looking down at his legs, his eyes straightened.

Sensing Han Qing Shiwan's ears moving, his eyes flickered.

Suddenly, I felt that the air in the car was a little too warm.

It formed a huge contrast with the coldness in her body, which made her shiver uncontrollably.

When Han Qing saw it, he stopped and turned to ask her, "Still cold?"

Mucha, "It's not cold, it's hot." I said the same thing twice.

The corners of Han Qingshi's tense mouth turned up completely.

In the silence, the warmth continued.

Mu Xia's tense nerves gradually relaxed, and then he remembered to ask Han Qing, "Mr. Han, how do you know I want to cry?"

Han Qingshi wiped to the end of his hair, put his hands through the towel, and lightly wrapped Mucha's wet neck with water.

"Guess," she said.

Mucha, "Oh." It turned out to be a tacit understanding.

Han Qing wanted to laugh again.

When Mucha is not writing code, her defenses are worryingly low, and she believes anyone who says anything.

After a moment of silence, Han Qing brought up the topic again, following the question just now: "Do you want to tell me?"

Mu Xia buttoned his pants with his fingers, and said in a muffled voice, "It's nothing. It's raining every day recently, and it's very cold. I have to squeeze together with Qianqian to fall asleep at night. She's not here today. I don't know how to sleep at night. I'm so anxious .”

This kind of words can also deceive a three-year-old child.

But for some reason, Mu Xia just didn't want Han Qingshi to know that he was scolded by Chen Deping and was almost expelled from the school.

Computer is her favorite major, and it will occupy almost half of her future life.

She wanted to be proud of it all the time instead of crying in frustration.

To put it bluntly, people want face. She didn't want Han Qing to know that she was scolded and cried by the teacher.

Han Qingshi vaguely understood.

After all, Mucha's integrity has been learned from her rejection of GN's insurance research.

So Han Qing didn't expose it, but carefully recalled Mu Xia's words just now, and prepared to help her.

I don't want to, the point I caught happened to be a thunder point.

Han Qingshi withdrew his hand, leaned on the back seat, and stopped gently brushing Mu Xia's hair.

Mucha couldn't bear the gentle pressure on his head, and turned around in doubt.

Seeing that Han Qing, who had been in a good mood a moment ago, was expressionless at the moment.

Mu Xia's heart trembled, and she called her weakly, "Mr. Han."

Han Qing glanced at her with a calm expression, "Is Qianqian the girlfriend of your colleague?"

Ok?

Mu Xia was confused, remembering the first project review, Zhang Chi said that his girlfriend and she were roommates, and nodded in understanding, "Yes, they have a very good relationship, and they will get married when Qianqian graduates."

Han Qingshi's expression remained unchanged, "It's good to know, and I won't sleep with her in the future, her boyfriend will be jealous."

Mu Xia wanted to refute, saying that she had a higher status in Le Qian's heart than Zhang Chi, and it was useless for him to be jealous.

When the words came to his lips, he just bit them into pieces and swallowed them back.

Han Qingshi's eyes were fierce.

"Okay." Mucha said politely.

Han Qingshi didn't respond, and tore off the towel from Mu Xia's head, and used his hands to test how dry her hair was.

Five fingers inserted into the scalp and scratched.

It was that comfortable feeling again.

Itchy.

very warm.

It's just... weird.

Mu Xia pursed her lips and said hesitantly, "Mr. Han, I'm really not a dog, so I don't need to rub my hair like this."

She spoke abruptly and her tone was stubborn.

Han Qing was still wondering how she knew how he positioned her image.

Recall the next, think of the root.

After the first program review was over, the two parties had dinner together.

Yan Wei asked her why she had tape on her hands, and she said she was scratched by a wolf dog.

At that time, it was just perfunctory, but Mu Xia had a long memory.

Han Qingshi withdrew his hand with a slight 'chi', and said in a slightly aggressive tone, "Dogs know people better than you."

"..." So, she is worse than a dog?

Mu Xia's heart that had just warmed up suddenly turned cold.

"Mr. Han, I don't want to cry anymore." Mu Xia said, she was afraid that the tears would freeze if they fell out.

Han Qingshi was dubious.

After looking at Mucha carefully for a while, he made sure that she was not lying.

"If you don't cry, go somewhere with me." Han Qingshi said.

Mucha was puzzled, "Where?"

"Rub the meal."

"!" She just feels hungry now!Boss Han is indeed a living Bodhisattva, who can pinch and count, and is also kind and compassionate.

In just two words, Mu Xia turned from indifference to Han Qingshi to gratitude, and the rapid change of mood even Han Qingshi himself was a little amazed.

Han Qingshi avoided her bright eyes, some words were on his lips, but he didn't know how to say them.

In fact, the place I took her to in a while besides Cengfan, there are other things that I need to borrow her face to help.

After a brief hesitation, Han Qingshi didn't say anything.

After letting Mu Xia switch to the co-driver, he quickly drove to meet Zhao Jiahui and the others.

The road conditions are not good during the rush hour, and the road that took [-] minutes was blocked for more than an hour.

When Han Qing arrived, Zhao Jiahui and the others had already been pumped to six or seven points, obviously a little overwhelmed.

Seeing Han Qing come in, Mr. Chi didn't show any displeasure on his face, but his tone of voice was not as approachable as his expression, "Mr. Han is quite airy. We made an appointment at 7 o'clock, and you are already past 8 o'clock."

Han Qingshi's faults came first, and this government-enterprise cooperation is of great significance to GN's future development. No matter how much she dislikes Mr. Chi's attitude of holding guns and sticks, she can't just ignore it.

"I have something to do, I'm really sorry." Han Qingshi said, keeping his posture very low.

Chi is always a sensible person. Since Han Qingshi had already backed down, he would not chase after him to find embarrassment, so he changed his tone and said, "What a big deal, I have to trouble you, a busy person, to go there yourself?"

Han Qing hooked his hands back without any trace.

When Mu Xia came in, he said helplessly, "The kid at home was wronged at school and cried all the time. He was a little worried, so he hurried over to pick him up."

Hearing this, Mucha felt that he might not understand Chinese.

Didn't you come here for dinner?What's the situation now?

and.

She seemed to really hear the feeling of an elder from Han Qingshi's tone.

Just, outrageous.

Unable to understand, Mucha decided to act with Han Qingshi first.

The corners of the mouth collapsed, the eyes turned red, and the weak, wronged and pitiful expression on his face was just right.

Seeing this scene, Boss Chi, who still wanted to show Han Qingshi some power, changed his stinging attitude, and said kindly with a smile: "I see, I didn't expect Boss Han to be so considerate. Seeing that your ages shouldn't be much different , the sister at home?"

Han Qing took Mucha to sit down, glanced at the red-eyed person who had performed the show to the end, and said, "I called you sister, but it's not my sister."

Mucha, "..."

I can't continue acting, can I just smash the stage?

Is she a bad student, or is Han Qingshi not a good person in the first place?

She actually heard the color in Han Qingshi's words...

So, it was indeed called quite a few times that night.

But later I also called, especially innocently asking for help.

Mu Xia's mental process gradually became complicated, and his expression naturally became more and more tangled.

Boss Chi also thought she was wronged, completely let go of her superior attitude, and offered a few words of comfort.

After that, they stopped trying to impress Han Qingshi's people, and started to talk about the content of the project they wanted to cooperate with.

The dinner is over.

Two groups of people left one after another.

GN is later here.

Several men went outside to smoke to refresh themselves.

Zhao Jiahui paid the bill and sat back in her original seat.

Looking at the wine bottles piled up at the base of the wall, he said to Han Qing with lingering fear, "Fortunately, you brought Mu Gong here in time, otherwise I really don't know how it will end today. When you didn't come, we all planned to make an appointment 120 in advance. gone."

Han Qing didn't intend to drink at night, but he had no choice but to drink a lot.

At this moment, he leaned casually on the back of the chair, showing no emotion.

Hearing Zhao Jiahui's words, Han Qingshi turned to look at Mu Xia beside him.

She had already eaten and drank enough, and she was staring at her brightly at the moment, obviously interested in what Zhao Jiahui said just now.

"Want to know?" Han Qing hesitated to speak.

Mucha nodded enthusiastically, and said, "I think." It sounds like she played an important role in tonight's dinner.

Han Qing raised her eyes, and the light illuminated her eyes.

After being soaked in alcohol for too long, the tails of his eyes were slightly red.

Charming.

As soon as you speak...

forget it.

"But I don't want to tell you."

"..."

Mucha was speechless, how did she forget that Han Qing would become particularly difficult to serve when he drank?

Hear this.

Childish or not.

Hey.

Mucha helped his forehead.

Zhao Jiahui drank a bit too much today, and lost her usual seriousness. Seeing Mu Xia's flamboyant sighing expression, she couldn't hold back her smile, and explained to her kindly.

For any cooperation, GN will definitely understand each other clearly from top to bottom, from inside to outside.

This naturally also includes the main leaders.

Boss Chi is always a girl, and she is very precious.

Ai Wu Ji Wu, he will leave some room for well-behaved and cute little girls.

A little girl like Mu Xia who is very obedient at first glance has been wronged, how could he be willing to continue putting on airs in front of her, so that Han Qing can't step down now.

It's even more impossible to drink Zhao Jiahui and the others all the time, exposing the sinisterness of the adult world to Mu Xia.

"Mu Gong, tonight's project can be successfully negotiated, and you have contributed a lot." Zhao Jiahui said.

Mucha's expression froze.

It turned out that Han Qingshi brought her here for this reason.

She actually naively thought that she brought her here for dinner sincerely.

Ha ha.

In fact, it's just a tool man who brushes his face.

She was still too naive.

You shouldn't have believed that Han Qingshi, a profiteer, would help her without asking for anything in return!

Also cry with her?

Come on!

"Don't make a sound, are you scolding me in your heart?" Someone flicked his head suddenly.

Mu Xia was anxious, turned his head and grinned, showing a fierce look.

Han Qing, who had already stood up, was 'scared' by her, and his hands stopped in mid-air.

After regaining consciousness, he raised his wrist, squeezed Mu Xia's smooth face, and asked: "Who are you scaring? It's true that I was honored by you today, and didn't I also eat for you? Little girl, don't know how to repay your kindness." .”

She bah!Mu Xia secretly rubbed Han Qingshi in his head, and said with a smile: "I know, how could I scold you, I was just practicing expression control."

Han Qing believed her nonsense.

She withdrew her hand, put it in her pocket, lifted her chin to Mucha, and said lightly: "Show me the effect of the practice."

Mucha, "Huh?" What effect does it need.

Han Qingshi didn't respond, and looked up at Zhao Jiahui and the others.

The latter understood, and immediately got up and left the box.

With no third person watching, Han Qing sat back in his seat, leaned against the back of the chair and said, "Smile."

Mucha, "...???" Does she look like the kind of person who would easily betray her smile for her own life?

Especially like.

Mu Xia put his hands flat on his lap, pursed his mouth lightly, the corners of his lips curled up, and his eyebrows and eyes were bent.

With a smile, the whole box seemed to light up.

Han Qingshi's faint smile in his eyes sank, and he stared at Mu Xia without blinking.

Although his eyes were not as strong and sharp as those on the negotiating table, he could still catch a trace of oppression from his dark pupils.

Mucha thought that his smile was not bright enough, so he quickly raised the corners of his mouth.

Who knew that the smile was still completely melted, Han Qingshi's eyes were suddenly covered, and at the same time, a low voice sounded in his ear, "Don't laugh at me like that."

As soon as the voice fell, the darkness in front of him disappeared.

Han Qing stood up again, regained his seriousness, and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

Mucha sat still, the question marks on his forehead appeared one after another.

Isn't it right for her not to smile? Isn't it right if she smiles?

Sure enough, he shouldn't have called Han Qingshi on the spur of the moment today.

A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

It's time for her to learn more deeply.

----

Mu Xia was brought by Han Qingshi, so she naturally asked her to send it back.

The driver drives.

Han Qingshi and Mucha sat in the back row.

After getting in the car, Han Qingshi didn't speak again, and leaned heavily on the back seat, with his eyes closed and his eyebrows raised, looking very uncomfortable.

Mucha initially planned to keep aloof.

After a long time, the defensive line in my heart slowly dropped, thinking of Han Qing's gentleness when he turned on the air conditioner for her and wiped her hair.

His gaze shifted three times and then gradually fell on her face.

When the car was moving, bright and dark lights and shadows fell on her face, like a slowly flowing exquisite scroll, which made people unable to take their eyes off with just one glance.

How about talking to her?

How uncomfortable it is to be bored alone.

Mucha thought.

To be honest, if Han Qingshi hadn't been late for her today, he wouldn't have been late at all, so he didn't have to keep drinking with him just to express his apology.

Mucha, Mucha, you have to have a conscience.

Besides, don't you still want to make friends with people?

What a performance opportunity.

let's go.

"Mr. Han." Mu Xia spoke in the silence, his voice was soft, with the coquettishness of a young girl.

Han Qingshi's stomach was churning violently.

I didn't want to talk at first, but when I heard Mu Xia calling me that, I moved my eyelashes, opened my eyes, and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Mucha thought for a moment, and spoke with a very cautious tone, "According to Sister Zhao, no, according to Sister Jiahui, I should be a small hero tonight, right?"

Han Qingshi couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb when the hero questioned him.

Wouldn't the chatterbox be easily opened?

Mucha secretly delighted.

Han Qingshi didn't see Mu Xia's expression, he raised his stretched left leg, put it on the knee of his right leg, and said, "Forget it."

"Is there any reward?" Mu Xiashun was very skillful in climbing the pole.

Han Qing was silent, his voice dragged slowly, "I want to..."

"Demei?" Mucha answered subconsciously.

After speaking, he immediately realized that he was afraid of being abused by Han Qingshi several times before, and he always felt that she would not easily agree to his request.

Han Qingshi softened his expression, looked at her and laughed.

The voice is cool and pleasant, even better than the most beautiful piano music she has ever heard.

"What do you want?" Han Qing asked.

what?

Just, yes?

Mu Xia thought he heard it wrong, but when he looked closely, Han Qing was still smiling.

There was a ray of night in the deep pupils, tightly wrapping his half-believing face.

So she really asked her to make a request?

it's not good.

She said that the hero is just to find a topic that is sure to go on.

next second.

What do you want to mention?

Blockbuster, or average?

Mucha suppressed his excitement, and tentatively said: "I want you to act like a baby, ah!" The driver braked, and the car suddenly stopped in front of the zebra crossing.

Mu Xia and Han Qingshi's bodies leaned forward with inertia.

Steady, Han Qing lowered his expression and said in a concentrated voice: "Next time, I will settle the salary by myself."

The driver was in shock and hurriedly turned sideways to apologize.

But he wasn't entirely to blame for this matter, it was because the girl behind her spoke too frighteningly.

Let the boss of GN, who is decisive and decisive, act like a baby, will the sun not come out tomorrow?

The driver dared not speak, ask, or listen. He carefully observed the road conditions and tried his best to drive the car as steadily as the high-speed rail.

It seemed that there was no more conversation in the back row.

When Han Qing passed by just like that, his stomach turned upside down and he felt even more uncomfortable.

I was worried that if I spit it out, I would scare Mucha.

She returned to her original appearance, closed her eyes and leaned back and stopped talking.

Mu Xia's unreasonable request was forced to be put on hold, and he recalled the few meals he had with Han Qing when he met Han Qing.

She either sat drinking water or had to drink and barely ate.

During the day, there are still endless tasks to deal with, and endless errands.

If this kind of living condition is placed on oneself, at most a week, it is estimated that it will reach the limit.

Han Qingshi...

It has been many years.

Before, she said it was involuntary.

The heart of compassion gradually beat.

Mu Xia leaned sideways on the car window, carefully paying attention to the shops on the side of the road, trying to find a convenience store to buy hot porridge for Han Qingshi.

Unfortunately, this area is in the city center, and the bustling areas where every inch of land is expensive are mostly big shopping malls, and small restaurants are a rarity.

Finally seeing a family, Mucha was so happy that he almost cried out.

She leaned forward quickly, patted the driver's seat, and whispered, "Master..."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, there was a rapid mobile phone vibration from the back row.

Mu Xia hurriedly looked back at Han Qingshi.

The creases between her eyebrows became deeper.

Sure enough, I was quarreled.

Mu Xia hurriedly sat back, planning to mute the volume first, and wait for Han Qing to calm down before speaking.

See the name floating on the screen.

Mucha's anxious heart instantly cooled down.

Yan Yan.

It was quite intimate.

"Miss Mu, what did you call me for?" the driver asked.

Mucha had no expression on his face, and his tone was gloomy, "No."

"Okay." The driver responded without hearing anything wrong.

On the other hand, Han Qingshi opened his eyes and turned his head to look over.

Mucha...the expression on his face was cold and fierce, as if someone had stepped on a dog's tail.

"Telephone." The owner of the dog's tail said.

Han Qingshi lowered his eyes.

See the caller ID clearly, pick it up and connect.

"Hey."

"If you lose, you lose. Don't pay too much attention to the result. The process of the game is more important than winning the prize."

"The costumes are made to your size, and you keep them."

"If you have time to think about what gift you want, treat it as compensation for not watching your game."

"Well, go to bed early and pay attention to the balance between work and rest."

The conversation between Han Qingshi and Han Shuyan was extremely brief, but the amount of information was huge.

Sure enough, it was exactly what the 306 people said.

Han Shuyan went to the competition wearing hundreds of thousands of costumes.

Han Qing paid for it and made it for her himself.

It's a pity that she didn't live up to it and lost the game.

If you lose, you lose, and Han Qing still comforted him.

Simply thoughtful and caring.

Alas.

When Mu Xia looked at Han Qing, he complained coldly in his heart, "That's it, to say you are blind is really flattering you. I was only cheated of time by Han Shuyan, and you have to pay for the hard-earned hard-earned money. Poor. "

Even more hateful!

Mu Xia was so angry that he closed his eyes, concentrated, and tried harder to criticize Han Qingshi in his heart.

Han Qing didn't know, he just thought she was tired.

After all, whether it's a car or an airplane, she can quickly adapt to the environment and sleep soundly.

So he didn't call her.

As soon as the car stopped at the school gate, Mucha opened the door and got out, smiling and saying to the driver, "Thank you for your hard work."

When facing Han Qing, there was only a "bang!" with the cold night wind sandwiched between them! '

The door was slammed shut.

Han Qing was stunned.

Okay, why did you lose your temper all of a sudden?

He wasn't the kind of little temper he used to be able to flirt with her by turning his head like a dog, but he was obviously angry with her just now.

"Mr. Han, can we go?" the driver asked for instructions.

Han Qing's eyes darkened, "Let's go."

The car slid out slowly.

Han Qing's eyes were always looking in the direction of the school gate with unknown eyes.

Mucha is swiping his card to enter the door.

Even if he couldn't see the expression clearly, Han Qingshi was sure that she must be scolding him now.

But what did you do?

Could it be... because of the topic about acting like a baby?

Han Qingshi's expression froze.

Soon, she took out her mobile phone, opened WeChat, and pressed the recording button to speak in a low voice.

Almost at the same time, on the wide North Third Ring Road, a black car with excellent performance braked suddenly.

There was no one on the road and no accidents happened.

----

Mucha returned to the dormitory, threw the phone on the bed, took the washbasin to wash up.

After that, he snatched Leqian's computer and played a few rounds of mahjong.

It was already after 11 o'clock when she got the phone again.

At this time, more than two hours had passed since Han Qingshi sent a WeChat message.

Mu Xia was still stuck in his heart and didn't want to watch it.

After stuffing the phone under the pillow for a while, I took it out again, and said to myself silently: "What if it's work, I only read it as a last resort."

On WeChat, Han Qingshi sent a voice message.

Just 5 seconds.

After listening, Mucha was so excited that he rolled on the bed, almost shaking the frame of the bed.

"Miss Xia Xia, my stomach is so uncomfortable." Han Qingshi said to Mu Xia, his voice was soft, aggrieved, and a little delicate.

Mucha wore noise-canceling headphones and listened to it dozens of times.

The heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

There are pink bubbles.

sweet.

From the bottom of my heart to the tip of my tongue.

Wash away the previous displeasure.

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