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It was already six o'clock in the afternoon when Mu Xin went to play.

During this period, Shu Chuilin has been watching from the sidelines, so Mu Xin didn't have time to change her costume after finishing her work, so she ran over: "Little uncle, are you in a hurry?"

It's embarrassing to make people wait.

At this time, his face was still covered with make-up, and the advantages of the originally beautiful eyebrows and eyes were magnified, and there was a kind of breathtaking evil flamboyance, but his expression was as clear and bright as the moon, colliding with a kind of splendor-like beauty.

Shu Cuilin handed over a tissue: "Don't worry."

His vision of seeing people has always been as hazy as a deep forest in the fog, showing a bit of calmness. At this time, the fog in his eyes seemed to surge violently, and seemed to be blown away, revealing an endless, abyss-like area.

Tang Min, who followed Mu Xin, looked carefully, and the next moment his deep and cold eyes flashed.

In fact, it was only a slight glance, but Tang Min only felt that his whole body was held in place by an inexplicable force, and his blood began to freeze.

Mu Xin took the tissue from Shu Cuilin's hand, and wiped the sweat from her temples indiscriminately.wet.

Today is the highlight of the show, and he was involved in it, exhausting his energy a lot. At this time, he was both excited by the aftertaste of the play and lazily drained of energy. He didn't realize that Tang Min was captured by Shu Cuilin's sharpness.

Huluan said a few words to Shu Cuilin that she would remove her make-up and change her clothes as soon as possible, and then ran away again.

Tang Min also followed.

The six sons looked at Mu Xin's back and sighed: "Brother, you are so kind."

Shu Cuilin didn't say anything, he was used to the six sons' frequent random emotions, and usually responded according to the situation.

The six sons continued: "Thanks to you, brother, you passed by on business and brought me here. I used to think that Master Mu was good-looking, but looking at it now, he is simply a little fairy... No, Master Mu is a pure man. That's...that's...the little fairy?"

Shu Chuilin: "...noisy."

Here, Mu Xin removed her hood as quickly as possible, changed her clothes, washed her face, put on short-sleeved cropped pants, and appeared in front of Shu Cuilin again.

During this period, he has already thought about it, cooking bone soup at night, frying some appetizing hot and sour dishes, and seeing what else Shu Cuilin wants to eat.

As for the place to cook, there is only the back kitchen of the hotel where I live now. It is not so convenient. After all, it is someone else's place, but I have to do what I promised.

Half an hour later, Mu Xin poked her head at the door.

He has a very strong curiosity, including but not limited to wanting to know what other children put in their schoolbags when he was a child, and when he grows up, he will care about the layout of other people's houses.

The nearly [-]-square-meter large flat floor, at first glance, looks like a model room.

Minutiae details have a special charm, such as the reclining chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the freshest bouquet of flowers on the coffee table, and two pairs of new sky-blue slippers when entering the door.

Cool and warm.

Shu Cuilin was behind Mu Xin: "The house hasn't been here for a long time, and it's not cleaned up well. Go and see what needs to be changed."

Mu Xin smelled the aroma of the food and wanted to change her shoes. She looked at the man in the wheelchair behind her.

Shu Chuilin: "Slippers are new, see if they fit or not."

Mu Xin unceremoniously pulled on the smaller slippers and went to what looked like a kitchen.

The threshold was taken care of when the house was tidied up.

Six sons pushed the wheelchair in, looked at the pair of slippers left on the ground, opened the shoe cabinet, and it was empty: "Brother, one pair of slippers is missing."

He didn't find this house, he just passed on the word, and someone with ability will finish it, so it's not very clear what's going on inside.

Shu Chuilin: "Not a lot, let me give you a day off."

This means that the six sons of tomorrow may not appear.

Six sons looked in the direction of the kitchen: "Brother——"

He vaguely figured out something, after all Shu Cuilin had never been so special to anyone other than Mu Xin, but he didn't really figure it out.

Shu Chuilin: "Don't ask."

Because he himself doesn't know what the idea is, he just wants to get closer, and after getting closer, let's take a look.

He said again, "Leave things behind."

The six sons responded with a vague understanding.

He had extraordinary trust in Shu Cuilin, if the other party asked him not to ask, then he would not ask.He took out a finger-length and finger-width box from his pocket, and handed it to Shu Cuilin.

Mu Xin wandered out from the kitchen, smelling the smell of the food all over her body: "Little uncle, there is something to eat in the kitchen... where is the sixth child?"

Quite surprised.

On the stove inside, there is a clear fire of winter melon raw fish soup, and a few other side dishes, both meat and vegetables.

Shu Cuilin: "Really? Maybe it's a bit late today, and the people below made the preparations on their own initiative. You've been busy all afternoon, and it's time to take a break. Tomorrow, the crew will be reorganized, and everyone will have a holiday. After resting, we'll cook again, okay?"

He said again: "Liu Zi took a fancy to a car and went to test it."

He answered Mu Xin's questions without haste, explained clearly, and asked gently, as if he had known each other for a long time.

The atmosphere is really relaxed and free.

Mu Xin spontaneously pushed Shu Cuilin to the living room: "That's fine. Ready-made meals...Little uncle, I'll get you all."

To be honest, it was really tiring.

It wasn't obvious before, after all, I was always ready to be a chef, but now I'm a little more lazy, and my eyes are squinted for a few seconds, like a little leopard being slapped.

Shu Chuilin looked at him sideways: "You're welcome."

After dinner, Mu Xin lay on the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room.

I'm full and I don't want to move.

I don't know when I squinted, and I was woken up by a phone call. When I touched the phone, I felt a soft hand. It turned out that I didn't know when I was covered with a thin blanket.

The call was from Wei Yunji.

He was caught up in foreign affairs, and he would not be able to return to China for a few days. Feng Jiyong called and found out that Mu Hua had been kicked out of the set, hit his elbow on the ground and was injured.

This style of violence, you can tell who it came from as soon as you hear it.

However, to Wei Yunji's surprise, there is Shu Cuilin's shadow in it.

The original dissatisfaction with Mu Xin turned into worry in an instant. For a person like Shu Cuilin, Mu Xin couldn't handle it. In addition to worry, there was also a strong sense of discomfort.

It was a very subtle feeling, wishing that Mu Xin could come to her immediately.

Mu Xin looked at the electronic business card jumping on the phone, and for a moment she was a little bit repelled.

Know so soon?

Finally pressed the connect button: "Brother Ji."

Living room, on the sofa.

The man paused while reviewing the document, and didn't look at the French windows. He even turned a page of the document, but never read a single word.

Here, Mu Xin heard Wei Yunji ask about Mu Hua being kicked out of the crew, and she admitted it without hesitation.

By the way, he added: "I asked my little uncle to throw him out. I hate him, and I have always hated him. If I get upset in the future, I might throw him once."

Wei Yunji: "...little uncle, who is it? Shu Cuilin?"

He could hear the intimacy between Mu Xin's words when she said the word "Little Uncle", for a moment she didn't even care about Mu Hua's affairs, her voice was already a bit cold.