The System Shuttle is Full of Blessed Wives

And he is just an outsider, and it is not good to block or restrain the other party's behavior too much.

The only thing he can do is to accompany her, guide her and guide her in the direction, and then introduce the situation in the deep mountains. After all, no one in the whole village is more familiar than him.

Mu Yiren has a black line, still bold, it seems that she can't tell about the rabbit.

Since everyone didn't believe her and insisted on thinking that she was capable, then she didn't bother to explain, and the facts would be known sooner or later.

The more she explained, the more likely it would be in their eyes, the more she concealed it.

"Well, I see!"

Mu Yiren followed Qin Mingsheng's words and replied obediently.

Qin Mingsheng glanced suspiciously at Mu Yiren, so obedient?

But how did he feel that she wasn't so obedient.

Suddenly, Qin Mingsheng felt a heavy weight on his shoulders, and a slender white hand rested on his shoulders. Against the background of his black jacket, the fingers looked even more tender.

Even through the padded jacket, he felt a warm touch between his fingers, and Qin Mingsheng felt a strange feeling in his heart.

But the hand on his shoulder was quickly withdrawn before he could speak.

"I just saw a bug on your shoulder, and I patted it off for you."

Seeing Qin Mingsheng's deep eyes looking at him, Mu Yiren's face was not blushing or panting, and he was talking nonsense in a serious manner.

"Oh, thank you."

Qin Mingsheng replied indifferently, the strange feeling just now disappeared in an instant.

After completing the task, Mu Yiren exhaled slightly, and finally managed to fool the past smoothly. There were no bugs just now, it was all she deliberately **** in order to touch Qin Mingsheng.

Mu Yiren also classified Qin Mingsheng as friends. As for her family, she didn't know if she was lucky enough to have it, but at least now she has no family.

Even the grandparents she originally hoped for did not exist in this world.

Mu Yiren sat on the wooden pier beside him and said slowly, "Brother Qin, I have something I want to discuss with you."

In this world, the closest person to her is Qin Mingsheng, who saved her life. Of course, if there is anything, she wants to tell him first.

Hearing this, Qin Mingsheng stopped and waited, "You say."

"Can I stay at your house for a while?"

Although Qin Mingsheng and Huang Qiuhua didn't say anything about this matter, Mu Yiren felt that as a borrower, she couldn't say nothing, pretend to be deaf and dumb, and she had to make a statement.

Now, she really doesn't have a better place to go, and Mu Yiren doesn't want to act rashly until she has confirmed the next step.

The most appropriate way now is to stay in this small village far away from the urban storms, stay in the Qin family temporarily, and report the kindness of the Qin family along the way.

After getting along for the past two days, Mu Yiren felt that the Qin family was a kind family with no bad intentions. She felt at ease living here.

Even a little opinion is not a problem.

Qin Mingsheng nodded and said, "You don't think our house is shabby, just live wherever you want."

Then, he added, "You don't have to worry too much, my family won't have any opinions."

"Aren't you curious?"

Qin Mingsheng's answer was completely within Muyi's expectations, because he had mentioned it before, but she did not take the initiative to speak.

Now, seeing that Qin Mingsheng agreed without hesitation, Mu Yiren was a little puzzled.

Regarding her identity, and even the strange things she brings, it stands to reason that as long as she sees it, it will be strange, or curious and doubtful.

But auntie and third brother Qin didn't ask any more questions. Don't they fear that they are a bad person and are not curious about their origins at all?

Qin Mingsheng understood what Mu Yiren said, but just said with a shallow smile, "It's the same sentence. I won't ask more when you're willing to say it."

In life, who doesn't have their own little secrets?