Mr. Mo smells so good

Chu Qing suddenly stopped talking. How could Mo Yuhui not know what he wanted to say later? The young people behind him have been a little silent since then, and they never saw the excitement when they talked about refitting the car.

Mo Yuhui sighed lightly

"Don't worry, deserts and grasslands are not only found in East Africa, and there will always be opportunities to see them in the future."

Chu Qing smiled with some difficulty

"You're right, there's always a chance to see it."

He was a doctor, and he lived a transparent life. How could he not have a few regrets in his life for decades. It doesn't matter if he has his own regrets, but once it is on this person, he has no choice but to not care about it.

Mo Yuhui was in low spirits, and after chatting with him for a while, he became a little confused. After pressing his back, Chu Qing gently supported his waist to help him lie down.

"Slow down, are you sleepy? Go to sleep if you're sleepy, and I'll rub your knees again."

Mo Yuhui opened his eyes slightly, and lay down with his strength, and lightly held Chu Qing's wrist with his hand but he didn't have much strength, he just encircled him vaguely.

"Tired?"

Chu Qing's heart softened when he saw him like this, how could he be tired?

"I just massaged your waist so you won't be tired, go to sleep, it's getting late, or you won't be energetic tomorrow."

Chu Qing glanced at his watch, it was past ten o'clock, this man was not in good health, if he didn't sleep on time at night, he would be very tired the next day, his voice was very soft, Mo Yuhui nodded almost subconsciously.

Chu Qing took off the physiotherapy set on his knees, rubbed his knees with essential oils gently, and pressed a few acupuncture points for sleep aids, and dimmed the lights in the room. After a while, he could hear the man softly Shallow steady breathing.

Perhaps it was because the massage before going to bed really worked. Mo Yuhui slept very well this night, he had no dreams all night, and when he woke up, he didn't feel the usual tiredness. When he felt comfortable, his mood also became brighter. Turning his head to look around, he found that the quilt was empty. He glanced at his watch again, it was only seven o'clock, did he wake up?

He sat up and slowly got out of bed and went to the bathroom to wash before going out. When he went out, he smelled the aroma of breakfast. The corners of his mouth slightly curved, and he walked towards the kitchen, where the young man was busy working.

"Why do you get up so early?"

After hearing the voice, First Young Master Chu, who was wearing a floral apron, turned around

"You did a lot of exercise last night, so you should eat better in the morning. You sit at the dining table for a while, and breakfast will be ready soon."

After Mo Yuhui smiled, he really sat down at the dining table obediently and waited for dinner.

Facts have proved that the good food that Young Master Chu said is really good. There are both Chinese and Western food. There are stomach-nourishing millet brown sugar porridge, freshly squeezed celery and orange juice, and a creamy shrimp soup. The sausage, egg thin ice with sautéed fungi and baked fluffy butter cake are indeed much more calorie than the usual light breakfast.

And the tableware is also very interesting. The ones in front of Mo Yuhui are all small cups and small bowls, while the ones in front of Chu Qing are all enlarged versions. There are two types of tableware for the same food. Mo Yuhui joked about it when he saw it

"Is this bowl for cats?"

Chu Qing smiled like a fox

"Mo Zongke is much more expensive than Maojin. I cooked a lot today, but you have a bad stomach and can't eat too much. In order to let you try everything, I can only give you less servings."

"How about it?"

Mo Yuhui was obedient, and he really tasted everything, which made Chu Qing itch to ask.

"Not bad, but isn't this cake a bit too sweet?"

He rarely eats sweets, but this cake is indeed too sweet.

"Uh, this is indeed a bit too much sugar."

After the two of them finished eating, Chu Qing cleaned up the table and prepared to send Mo Yuhui to work

"Today, I will drive this chariot to send you off. After sending you to the unit, I will go to see the modified place."

Mo Yuhui nodded, and was helped by Chu Qing into the car. Chu Qing sent him to the office before leaving. He called Cang Ye directly and made an appointment to meet him in a club's modified garage.

That club is Cangye's business. He used to like racing cars, and almost all the modified sports cars were completed in the club by himself, so when it comes to modified cars, Chu Qing is the first to think of Cangye. He roared in his chariot Then he went straight into the huge garage, and there were already two people sitting in the lounge with transparent glass on one side.

Cangye is still wearing a black coat that has remained unchanged for almost ten thousand years. He is accompanied by Song Yi who insists on following him. Seeing Chu Qing striding in with a smile on his face, Cangye raised his eyebrows. Does this mean that things are going well?

"Are you so early?"

Chu Qing sat down on the sofa beside him with a smile on his face.

"It was you who were late."

Cangye put down the coffee in his hand and said coolly, there are really few people who can make him wait.

"I'm going to send Mo Yuhui to work."

This sentence forced Chu Qing to speak in an extremely proud tone, and Cang Ye looked him up and down, how could he be seen sitting on the bed crying and wiping away his tears a few days ago from this proud appearance?

"Is this how things are going well?"

"It's okay, it's okay."

Chu Qing thinks that he is still very humble. He has been with Mo Yuhui day and night for the past two days. He is so beautiful that he is almost lost. He is in a very good mood. Seeing Song Yi sitting beside him, he greeted him without saying goodbye. thank him very much

"What you said is indeed true. As long as you persevere, you will chase him back sooner or later."

Song Yi:. . .Can't you not pull me?Didn't you see that Cangye is still around?Did this person intentionally block him?

Ao Ye didn't care about the rich inner drama of these two people, and went straight to the point

"You want to modify the car? George Patton?"

He turned his head slightly and saw the big car parked outside the glass door.

"Yes, it's the one that came in. I want to change the exhaust pipe and install bulletproof glass."

Before Cangye said anything, Song Yi couldn't help it

"Do you drive this car in China? Do you need bulletproof glass?"

Has this person been a savage in East Africa for a long time?

"There's no harm in having a higher safety factor."

"There are several types, you can choose."

Cang Ye pushed the armrest and stood up. The car he was sitting in is usually equipped with bulletproof glass, so this modified garage will also prepare a few items. Going to introduce the bulletproof glass here, Song Yi set his sights on the chariot driven by Chu Qing as soon as he went out.

"like?"

Song Yi subconsciously nodded.

"Then drive around and try."

Cangye doesn't usually drive a sports car. The car is a custom-made extended Cadillac. He once drove this when George Button was in M ​​country, so he is no stranger to it.

The author says:

Song Yi also fell in love with this chariot

In fact, this car is in line with Cangye's temperament

Mo always has the illusion of a good baby, eating with a bowl as big as a kitten, haha

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