Urban Unlimited Choice System

  Chapter 39 Important things in the middle of the night

  "..."

  Hearing this, Bai Huang's mind went blank for an instant.

  This is not to say that I have been thinking about it in vain or something, but it is really incredible.

   With the character of Qian Lian, it should be impossible for outsiders to enter his room, let alone in an active invitation situation.

  If it weren’t for sure that Mu Qianli in front of him was the deity, Bai Huang would think that he had seen a counterfeit.

   Take a step back, Baihuang poses to protect his body, "Hey, hey, what do you want, although I live here temporarily, there are some things that I will definitely not succumb!"

  Thinking that Mu Qianlian has always held a cold attitude, Baihuang intends to tease Mu Qianlian.

  However, Baihuang's words and deeds undoubtedly made Mu Qianli's expressionless expression even colder.

  Bai Huang, where did I think of it!

  Forcibly resisting the urge to roll his eyes to Bai Huang, Mu Qianli wrote on the cardboard: "I have something to ask you for help. Come here."

  After reading the text on the cardboard for Bai Huang, Mu Qianlian went straight into his room next door without any hesitation.

  The sudden situation made Baihuang more or less unaware of it. Mu Qianli would definitely not find himself in the past for no reason. If he wants to come, there is something extremely important.

  Recovering his serious mood, Bai Huang moved forward and followed.

  As soon as I entered the door of Mu Qianlian's room, a very delicate smell pours into my nose, which makes people subconsciously feel that it smells very good.

  The next moment, the scene greeted by Bai Huang's eyes is the setting of Mu Qianlian's boudoir.

   Very surprised, although she is a girl, Mu Qianli’s room is very simple, and there is no such thing as cosmetics piled up everywhere like other girls.

  A little comparison, maybe there are more things in Baihuang's room than Mu Qianli's here.

  It was really unexpected.

  "What are you doing, shut the door." Mu Qianlian raised the cardboard.

   "Oh, good." With a flick of his arm, Bai Huang closed the door.

  Nowadays, there are only Mu Qianli and Baihuang in the room. The atmosphere is quite clever, full of silence.

   pointed to the chair not far from Baihuang. Mu Qianlian gave Baihuang a look at the same time. The meaning was very simple, that is, let Baihuang sit down.

   And I understand the lie, and after sitting down, I said directly: "Let’s talk, why are you looking for me? Is there something important?"

  Listening to this, Mu Qianli nodded, in response to what Bai Huang said was correct.

   Immediately, Mu Qianlian took out a big bag from under the table, and didn't know what was in it.

  Putting the big bag between herself and Bai Huang, Mu Qianli wrote on the cardboard: "There is a lotus inside. Help me pick out the lotus seeds from the lotus. It must be completely white and color."

  "..."

  In just a few minutes, Bai Huang was speechless again.

Oh.

understood.

  Co-author Mu Qianli came to him in the big evening. In fact, he asked him to help pick lotus seeds?

  What kind of important thing is this!

  At a very fast speed, Mu Qianlian wrote on the cardboard again: "Grandpa likes to eat lotus seed soup in the morning. After eating the previous one, I have to pick some again tonight. I am very slow by myself."

  After reading it, Bai Huang roughly understood the cause and effect of the matter. It seemed that Mu Qianli did this for the consideration of Mr. Mulin, not that he wanted to eat.

   "All right, tomorrow is the weekend anyway, I don't go to bed so early, so please help." Bai Huang accepted.

  Before, Bai Huang himself ate the lotus seed soup made by Mu Qianlian. Now, even if he still loves that bowl of lotus soup, he can help pick some good lotus seeds out.

  Otherwise, in order to Mu Qianli's progress alone, he would have to pick it up late at night no matter what.

  "Thank you." Mu Qianli wrote the new content on the cardboard for Baihuang to see.

  I have to say that Bai Huang did not expect that Mu Qianlian would thank him for such a trivial matter. Usually, he seems to have no emotions, and occasionally a casual look can make people fall into an ice cave in an instant.

  This can only show that in Mu Qianlian's heart, Grandpa Mulin occupies a very important position.

  No matter how lonely a person is, there will always be someone cherished in his heart.

  That's it. At around 11 o'clock in the evening, a man and a woman were holding lotus seeds together in the room. The scene seemed to have an unexplainable beauty for a while.

Needless to say, Mu Qianli has a three-hundred and sixty-degree beauty with no dead ends, and there is no flaw in her appearance.

  As for the wasteland, it's not much worse anyway. Everyone is pretty cool when they are serious.

  Time passed by bit by bit, and before I knew it, it was just after midnight.

  It took nearly two hours. After the two people finished picking a large bag of lotus plants, they were mainly paying attention to the color of the lotus seeds, otherwise they would have finished picking it a long time ago.

   "Wow, I'm finally done."

   put down the last lotus, Bai Huang couldn't help but sigh.

  In these nearly two hours, except for some movements of picking lotus seeds, there was no other sound in the room. Two sighs broke the silence.

   At this moment, Bai Huang handed a glass of water in front of him. Mu Qianli personally handed it over. The two are only three or four positions apart.

   "Thank you." Out of due courtesy, Bai Huang took the cup and thanked him.

  All the lotus seeds have been picked, Mu Qianli quickly cleaned up the debris on the ground, otherwise it looked a little messy.

  Drinking water in silence, Bai Huang felt more and more that he did not understand Mu Qianli at all. Mu Qianli's many words and deeds were unexpected, and he would feel relatively surprised.

  A casual gaze shifted, Bai Huang saw a photo placed on the table beside Mu Qianlian’s bed.

   When I took a closer look, the photo was obviously a family portrait. In the photo, there was Mu Qianli when he was a child, and the younger Mr. Mulin. At that time, the old man’s hair was not completely white.

  It is worth noting that there is a middle-aged man and woman in the photo. I think it should be Mu Qianli’s parents. The family looks happy.

  At this time, seeing Bai Huang staring in a certain direction, Mu Qianli looked back along Bai Huang’s line of sight, and found that Bai Huang was looking at the family portrait on the table.

  I don't know why, suddenly, Mu Qianlian's emotions seemed to be cold, and his eyes became a lot more hollow.

After regaining his senses, Bai Huang quickly arranged his mind. This is Mu Qianlian's room. He shouldn't look around, and don't see any private objects later.

   "It's a little over midnight, go to bed early, and I will go back to my room." Bai Huang got up.

  Ran, just as Bai Huang had just turned halfway around, it was Mu Qianli behind him that pulled his sleeves.

   "What's wrong, what else is there?" Bai Huang asked back.

   Soon, Mu Qianli wrote on the cardboard: “Do you like lotus soup with taro balls? If you like, I’ll make this tomorrow morning.”

  (End of this chapter)