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Yue Mo bent down and picked her up, went up to her own room on the second floor, put her on the bed, turned around and fetched a basin of hot water for Du Qian to wipe her body before allowing her to lie down.

Duqian fell asleep as soon as he lay down, and he didn't know how deep his sleep was. He was still talking in his sleep, such as "roast lamb leg", "candied haws", "red bean sorbet" and "I miss you so much" and so on. if.

He had reason to wonder whether the word "you" was referring to this huge pile of food.

Duqian gradually calmed down, Yuemo also breathed a sigh of relief and went downstairs to put away her favorite food, went back upstairs, took a shower, turned around and went into the study.

Until he had dinner, Duqian hadn't come out of the room yet, Yuemo entered the room, and saw Duqian was still sleeping, with a pink face and a leg kicked out of the quilt.

Yue Mo covered her with a quilt and went back to the study.

When Duqian woke up, it was already 09:30 in the evening, and her stomach was empty and she was already clamoring.

Yue Mo, who was sitting by the side, closed the book and looked at her with downcast eyes: "Does the headache hurt?"

Du Qian was startled by his sudden sound, and after realizing it, he said slowly: "It doesn't hurt, why am I here?"

"If you're drunk, I'll send you back."

Yue Mo spoke concisely, never mentioning the hard work during the process.

Du Qian frowned, and it took him a long time to realize: "Those two bottles of drinks turned out to be wine!"

And she poured two bottles into it.

Good guy.

Duqian first got up and went to the toilet, then sat back on the bed after coming out, and said with some frustration: "Is there anything to eat? I'm so hungry!"

"I've put away what you asked to pack and what you bought and eaten." Yue Mo got up and walked to the door to look back at her with a smile on her usual calm face, "Let's go, I'll take you down."

She followed her downstairs and finished her stressful dinner.

Because Yue Mo kept looking at her, which made her flustered.

She didn't remember much about being drunk at all, she only remembered the clip of her holding Yue Mo and crying.

Needless to say, she was extremely embarrassed at the moment.

Seeing her finish eating, Yue Mo nodded slightly: "I'm going to bed first, you go to bed early."

Duqian tore open a candied haws, couldn't help but frowned and thought: "Go, go, go!"

Unexpectedly, Yue Mo suddenly said: "I will wait for you on the bed."

Du Qian was shocked by these words, and almost got a mouthful of candied haws stuck in his throat. The instigator smiled with satisfaction, got up and went upstairs.

Because of this sentence, Duqian didn't return to Yuemo's room until twelve o'clock in the evening. The first time she put on her cute quilt, wrapped herself up, and then went to Yuemo's side, directly Don't ask about world affairs.

Yue Mo didn't fall asleep, and couldn't help but smile when she saw her whole set of actions, and then she turned her back to her figure with a hint of sulking.

Yue Mo didn't deliberately talk to her, but reached out to help her cover the quilt, and said softly: "Good night."

His voice was low and full of magnetism, and he seemed a little inexplicably attractive in the quiet night, and his heart couldn't help but sink.

Du Qian moved away, if it wasn't for what happened last night, she wouldn't want to sleep with him!
Thinking of last night, Du Qian always felt that something was vaguely wrong, but the feeling of not being able to catch the shadow was really terrible.

"Don't move, it's about to fall." Yue Mo's voice came over with a smile.

"Hmph." Du Qian closed her eyes and counted the dumplings.

The next morning.

Du Qian opened his eyes.

Yue Mo is no longer on the bed, she is still obediently cosplaying the silkworm chrysalis, very vivid.

Du Qian got up slowly, and the phone suddenly started ringing. She picked it up and saw that it was an alarm clock with the words on it - "After washing up, come down and have breakfast."

No need to guess, this must be Yue Mo's handwriting.

Du Qian whispered "boring", turned off the alarm clock and went into the bathroom.

After she came out of the bathroom, she didn't go downstairs immediately, but went back to the original room, pulled out the suitcase, and packed the luggage first.

Eggplant rubbed against her feet, acting as her own role in the healing department.

Du Qian hugged it and got up and went to the edge of the balcony. At this moment, the window was wide open, and the cool wind and sunshine were blowing in. It was not so unkind.

The rare winter sun shines on the balcony to illuminate every dark corner, how many secrets are buried in those places that have never been embraced by light, and the sorrow is brewing and spreading inch by inch.

The place that left her with a huge shadow last night became warm at this moment.

Du Qian turned her back, came to the dressing table, took a few cosmetics, but was suddenly caught by a hair.

It was a hair that was neither long nor short, it could not belong to her, let alone Yue Mo and other policemen.

—Those cops have inch cuts.

Women are especially sensitive in this regard, and Du Qian can tell in almost a second that this hair comes from someone she has never seen before.

It should have been taken away when the police collected evidence last night, but now it appears here, there is only one possibility.

This person was here last night.

It is even possible to stand in front of the dressing table and look at her one night.

Duqian suddenly felt a chill down his back, and couldn't even calm down his breathing, so he took out his phone and sent a message to Yue Mo tremblingly.

"Yuemo... I'm in the original room, can you come up and pick me up?"

In less than 2 minutes, Yue Mo opened the door and walked in, walked to her side, pinched her hand, frowned and looked at her, "Why did you come in?"

"Pack up your clothes." Du Qian replied softly, her eyes widened unconsciously, and she stretched out the hair on her hand, "Look at this hair...it didn't exist at all, I just discovered it."

Probably the same as Du Qian's reasoning, Yue Mo frowned, "I'll arrange for someone to check around the house now, and install the system if it needs to be installed."

Du Qian nodded in a daze, Yue Mo carried the box at hand, and heard him say: "Go downstairs, I don't want to take the cosmetics, someone will send you a set."

Du Qian took a deep breath and calmed down, "Okay."

"Go down and eat the food first, the theme this time is quite good, don't you like seafood?" Yue Momo diverted her attention calmly, "I should be able to eat a lot of things that I haven't eaten before. .”

Although Du Qian didn't slow down a bit, he still took up the topic, "It's okay, I should have eaten all of them. In the past few years, I have been filming all over the country, and I have eaten a lot."

"You'll know when the time comes." Yue Mo smiled and put the luggage next to her own.

Duqian hugged the eggplant, pinched its paws, glanced at Yuemo, and asked casually: "I have filmed a lot of movies over the years, and I have been to many places, have you...have you watched it?" ?”

 It's still my original style, maybe the plot line will be clearer.
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