Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 66 Mood

   "Ye Zi is missing the boss!"

"when?"

   ". For several days."

".understood."

  Because he was still in the Si family, even though Mu Qingcheng was in a hurry, he could only suppress his emotions abruptly.

   Don’t ask more questions, and don’t attack.

not far away

  Si Qingchen's eyes kept falling on the slender figure, looking at her suddenly tense back, he relaxed and squinted his eyes.

  The man frowned, glanced at one of his wrists, and remembered the previous scene again

   At the same time that a light flashed through his eyes, he quickly hooked the corner of his lower lip.

  ‘Oh, interesting little guy, so cute. ’

   At this time, Mu Qingcheng had finished answering the phone.

   Putting the phone back in his pocket, Mu Qingcheng turned around, the expression on his face was the same, but there was a little bit of coldness at the end of his eyes.

  Si Qingchen took a step forward calmly, without saying a word, he took the man into his arms again generously.

   "Si Qingchen"

   Mu Qingcheng looked at him in astonishment, the rocket-like speed caught her off guard again, and she didn't have time to react.

   "You're sweating, don't catch a cold."

  Si Qingchen answered as it should, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

   Si Bei raised his eyebrows, surprised by his boss's action.

   But it seems that this Miss Mu was really teased, her little face was flushed, and it didn't turn down for a day.

  ‘It seems that there is a little sister-in-law soon. ’

  Si Bei followed not far behind, Si Qingchen hugged his little ancestor contentedly and entered the house.

   It was almost four o'clock now.

   After receiving that phone call, how could Mu Qingcheng still have the mind to review? Right now, he just wanted to get rid of this man as soon as possible, rush to the base as soon as possible, and deal with Ye Zi's disappearance.

   and now

   In the partial hall

   Mu Qingcheng sat alone at the table, looking at the exam papers Si Qingchen had prepared for her in advance, holding a pen, but had no desire to answer.

   "Where's your boss?"

   glanced at Si Bei who was standing aside, Mu Qingcheng was a little irritable.

   "Wait a minute, I'll be here soon."

".All right."

   Mu Qingcheng took a deep breath and tried his best to calm the anxiety in his heart.

   Meanwhile, hum—

   A warm wind suddenly fell from the top of her head, Mu Qingcheng looked up in surprise, only to see that Si Qingchen came back with a hair dryer at some point, intending to dry her hair.

   "You are"

   "Don't catch a cold."

   The man didn't speak much, but his movements were extraordinarily gentle and careful.

  The slender fingers slowly pushed through the layers of hair, and the vertical and horizontal waterfalls flowed from the fingers, silky as silk.

  The hot air brought a fragrance that rushed into the tip of his nose, causing Si Qingchen's Adam's apple to roll.

   Soon, a faint burst of agitation appeared in the bottom of my heart.

   At this time, the servant brought another bowl of **** soup with just the right temperature.

  Si Qingchen also dried her hair, handed the hairdryer to the servant, wiped his hands, and sat beside Mu Qingcheng.

   "Drink quickly,"

".Um."

   The little girl in front of her is only twenty years old. Even if she is more restrained and calm on weekdays, she is still a young age.

   At this moment, Mu Qingcheng quietly held the cup and drank it well and pleasantly.

  It was probably because everything was too comfortable, which made her lose her guard, and a warm pale pink gradually appeared between her brows and eyes.

  Si Qingchen's heart was pounding, and finally he couldn't help but lean over and gently kissed the little guy's forehead.

   But it was when he touched the piece of "cream" that he reacted with hindsight.

  What the **** did you do! !

   Beside him, Si Bei saw this and quickly retreated with all the servants.

   The two people who were almost close to each other in front of the table seemed to be petrified. For a long time, no one moved.

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   I met Heizi that day, and you may not have seen it. I originally said a few words, but later I found it boring, so I deleted it directly.

   A new account without any experience points and browsing time, and scolded me for typos throughout the text, the sentences are not clear, it's just black, so don't be too obvious.

   Although I am quite good at cursing people, I still think that I should use my strength where it should be used, such as writing books well.

   But that doesn't mean that no one is behind the scenes, so I can only ask the little cuties for help.

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   (end of this chapter)