Kiss every script [Quick Transmigration]

"It's ok."

The slightly hoarse male voice and the clear and light pine agarwood enveloped Mu Zhichan in an instant, making him dizzy for an instant.

Mu Zhichan stood firm and turned around, seeing a pair of extremely black eyes, but the eyes looking at him made his scalp tingle for some reason.

What should I say...

It's the feeling of being watched by something dangerous.

Mu Zhichan paused, curling her fingers slightly.

In fact, he has heard about this boy in front of him. He knows that his name is Lu Qi, and he is the No.1 in the top science class. Not only that, but Lu Qi can be said to be the man of the school, and the girls in the class often discuss him.

It is said that the three generations of Lu Qi's family have been in the army, and the rank is not small, and they have a pivotal position in the military and political circles; they also said that Lu Qi is cold and abstinent and not easy to get close to, but if they can see each other and laugh, their children are not allowed to fly Out.

Tsk, the little girl now...

Mu Zhichan's thoughts gradually went astray, her eyes unconsciously fell on Lu Qi's exposed collarbone, and she found that her collarbone was beautiful and sexy.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that Mu Zhichan's eyes became erratic, Lu Qi couldn't help asking in a low voice.

"Oh, it's nothing..." Mu Zhichan's heart beat violently, she looked away calmly, annoyed in her heart that she couldn't control her gaze, and said, "I'm leaving first."

Lu Qi made an inaudible "hmm", and didn't want Mu Zhichan to leave just like that, but he couldn't find any reason for him to stay, so he had to let the other party just leave his sight.

He didn't know what Lu Qi was thinking about. He just wiped his face when he turned around, and sighed in his heart: As a born gay, I really don't care about handsome men of the same sex. Resistance, Mu Zhichan, Mu Zhichan, you have to restrain yourself.

So, Mu Zhichan, who looked calm and restrained, took the bus back home with her schoolbag on one shoulder.

When he got home, he smelled the aroma of braised pork. Mu Zhichan put his schoolbag back in the bedroom, and just after washing his hands in the bathroom, his dear father—Mr. At the dinner table, he said softly, "Baby, it's just in time for you to come back. Dad made your favorite steamed sea bass today. Come and try it."

"Why did you leave work so early today?" Mu Zhichan looked at the man who was serving him a meal and asked, the corners of her lips slightly raised.

"Well, the company is not too busy today." Mu Qingyun put the rice in front of Mu Zhichan and smiled lightly, and stroked his fluffy and soft hair.

Mu Qingyun is just 40 years old this year, but the years seem to have left no marks on his handsome face, which is nearly forty years old, only the wisdom and depth in his eyes show his rich experience and erudition.

In fact, Mu Zhichan's face is more like his father, but his personality is said to be more like his mother, but his mother died of illness when he was young, so he has no specific impression of his mother, only from Mu Qing Yunhe got a few words in the photo.

He was brought up by Mu Qingyun's hand, and Mu Qingyun doted on him, giving him the best in everything, and his monthly pocket money was tens of thousands, thanks to Mu Zhichan's own personality. He and Mu Qingyun's correct education failed to make him grow into a playboy who only knows how to eat, drink and play.

Mu Zhichan knows that his family is rich, and also knows that his father, Mu Qingyun, founded the Mu Group, which is worth hundreds of millions and holds a pivotal position in the business world.

But even so, they did not live in a mansion. Instead, they lived in an ordinary school district room with a three-bedroom hall. They could only see the expensive price hidden in it through the exquisitely crafted furniture.

But speaking of it, when Mu Zhichan was in kindergarten and elementary school, he and Mu Qingyun did live in a villa in the city center, but because Mu Qingyun was very territorial, except for the housekeeper who came to clean regularly , usually only their father and son.

Before junior high school, Mu Qingyun always took enough time to accompany Mu Zhichan, and gave him enough paternal love and care, so that he had a warm and happy childhood; but after entering junior high school, Mu Zhichan basically After being able to live independently, Mu Qingyun devoted most of her time to work, and went on business trips for ten days and a half months. Therefore, there was only Mu Zhichan in the huge villa.

But when Mu Qingyun got busy, Mu Zhichan felt that the villa was too empty, but he also understood his father, so he proposed to Mu Qingyun in the third year of junior high that he wanted to live in a school district room near the school. Since it is close to the school and the house will not look empty, Mu Qingyun agreed without any objection, so their father and son moved here.

Occasionally, Mu Zhichan couldn't help but feel that Mu Qingyun's strong feelings for him were a bit contrary to him. It should be said that he was too spoiled, and he had to give him the best in everything. Whatever request he made, Mu Qing Yun will do his best to satisfy him, as if trying to compensate him for something.

As for why Mu Qingyun compensated him, Mu Zhichan still hasn't figured it out yet, but sometimes Mu Qingyun's eyes when looking at him will inadvertently reveal a little bit of pain and regret, as if through him Looking at some distant and unchangeable past puzzled him a lot.

"Cicada?" Seeing Mu Zhichan staring down at the food, Mu Qingyun couldn't help calling out, and put the shaved piece of fish into Mu Zhichan's bowl, and said softly, "The food is getting cold." .”

"Oh, okay." Mu Zhichan suddenly came back to his senses, temporarily suppressed all the thoughts in his head, picked up the fish in the bowl, paused, and said helplessly: "Dad, I'll do it myself."

"What, disgust?" Mu Qingyun smiled lightly.

"Of course not, it's just that I'm all over, Dad, you still..." Mu Zhichan stuffed the fish into his mouth, with a helpless smile: "I think you're too spoiled with me."

"Really?" Mu Qingyun seemed surprised, and smiled again: "But Dad is very happy to spoil you."

"Okay." Mu Zhichan understood that he would never be able to defeat Mu Qingyun in terms of sophistry or reasoning. After all, Jiang is still old and spicy.

Mu Zhichan was very full from this dinner, after eating, he washed the dishes, chatted casually with Mu Qingyun for a few minutes, and then returned to the bedroom to start doing his homework.

The homework of liberal arts students is always a waste of pen refills, which not only wastes ink but also takes time. After all, every major question in the comprehensive essay is comparable to a small essay.

It was already twelve o'clock when I finished my homework, Mu Zhichan packed her schoolbag, stood up and rubbed her eyes, planning to wash up and go to sleep, but when she passed by the study, she found that the light was still on.

"Dad, I'm going to bed first, don't be too busy." Mu Zhichan carefully knocked on the door, opened the door and poked out half of her head after getting Mu Qingyun's permission.

"Okay, good night baby." Mu Qingyun, who was wearing silver-framed thin-rimmed glasses, raised her head from the document, and when she saw Mu Zhichan, her eyes were as gentle as water.

"Good night, Dad." After saying that, Mu Zhichan gently closed the door of the study room, and went back to sleep after washing.

Night without dreams.

作者有话要说：对不起，最近忙炸了orz，啊啊啊感谢在2020101922:57:292020102922:41:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦

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