Chapter 128: v78 smirk

They embraced as if in a world that had nothing to do with ordinary people, with invisible enchantments blocking them and separating them. Please use to visit this site.
Dong Sixuan, who was completely ignored, and others looked at the scene, each occupying a place, and was rarely silent without speaking.
Dong Qi looked at the two people, and his lips suddenly smirked. He thought he knew. From the beginning, he was wrong, and even the idea of ​​trying to touch the girl was foolish. Without Mo Qian Man, he may still be a bit dead because he can't see the reality, but now he understands it completely.
People who are not in the same world at all, except for admiration, cannot be reached at all. Special people can only be with special people. Special people will attract many ordinary people, but only the same special individuals can attract such special people.
The Mo Qian people wrapped Mu Rulan's coat on her, and walked out struggling, but Mu Rulan noticed the men standing not far away, politely raised his lips, as always The gentle and warm nodded to them, it was a greeting. The person being greeted felt a flattering moment.
Huo Sanshao touched the heart for a moment and missed a beat, "I almost thought the sun was out ..." This warm feeling was like being shrouded in sunlight.
"I understand why there is such a rumor." Sang Yan pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Rumor about Mu Rulan, when you did n’t know her, it seemed as if this person never existed in the world, but when you found this person, it was as if every corner of the world was full of her shadow. There are various rumors, of course, there are words of envy and haters, but people with brains will not believe it, but what is more unbelievable is that those who praise-those who have contacted Mu Rulan will like She, everyone loves Mu Rulan, the angel left by God on earth, and there is no one better than her ...
It's not perfect like a person. If you do n’t see it with your own eyes, no one will believe that there are such people in the world. Even the movie stars who are regarded as goddesses have all kinds of bad marks. There will always be various kinds of bad marks. Reasons that people hate.
The rumors are rumors, and they all carry the personal feelings of the speaker. One or two or three words are not enough to believe, but when a hundred people think so, it is already very incredible.
Mu Rulan ... Inexplicable people want to get closer, but they have a little inexplicable palpitations. Maybe the perfect creature is more suitable for distant view. If you can't control what you want to touch, you may have to pay some heavy costs, such as life, such as feelings.
The night was deep.
Mo Qianren drove Mu Rulan back to the villa next to Muhua College. Worried that Mu Rulan would be sick for a long time, the first thing Mo Qianren brought people into the house was to give her a bath and go downstairs. Go cook her soup. The Moqian people would n’t cook or cook, but the last time Mu Rulan asked him to make it once, and after eating all the face and giving him praise, he used to look at the recipe when he was not working, as an IQ A genius as high as a hundred and fourteen or so, not forgetting anything, is a trivial matter.
The silver-white chopper slammed on the cutting board. The man folded his sleeves a few times to reveal the exquisite and beautiful wrist bone. He pressed one hand on ginger, and the other cut sharply with the kitchen knife in one hand. The movement was smooth. With a pleasing sense of elegance and nobility, no one can think of it. This is the second time that Mo Qian people took a kitchen knife to cut non-human things.
Originally I wanted to ask why Mo Mulan, the housekeeper who came back wet, stood at the kitchen door, saying that Mo Qiang almost blinded his titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, could cook, and even looked good in cooking. Man, even he feels absolutely a good man!
Almost instantaneous!
The housekeeper thought for a while and called his uncle Zhao, who was coming with Ke Changhuang and Ajitsu Yuko, and talked about Mo Qianren and Mu Rulan. After a few moments of silence, Uncle Zhao let him go to work first Yes, it ’s obvious that I have asked Ke Changhuang. After all, the two are now unmarried couples. Any contradiction should be resolved by a little quarrel. Besides, many of them are quarreling at the bedside and at the end of the bed. There, affect the fun.
Mr. Housekeeper went out from work. Only Mu Rulan and Mo Qian were left in the villa.
Mu Rulan took a hot bath and washed her head out. She put a goose yellow towel on her wet head and wore pajamas and furry slippers. She turned around in the bedroom and did not see Mo Qianren. Eyes fell on the two big and small gifts on the table, and she hadn't disassembled yet, and didn't know what it was.
The first time she received a gift from Mo Qianren, she was curious what it was.
Sitting next to the bed, she picked up the paper that had been thrown away once, and the wet surface had been torn off. There was a cardboard box with pure white silver texture inside. She put something on her thigh, opened it, Under the lamp, a few streamers glide across the rainbow, as if rainbow, colorful.
Mu Rulan looked at the contents of the box, stunned, blinked, and then a pleasant arc hooked.
Inside the box are twelve small Mu Rulan puppets, with different moods, sorrows and joys, and different gestures. One of them is Mu Rulan smiling, but with a leaf on his head, it looks a bit dull. Little puppet. One is only as high as Mu Rulan and the middle finger. Each one is carved out of crystal emerald. Each color is different. Obviously it was on the shelf that Mu Rulan saw on the second floor of Feiyun Pavilion. Made of those emeralds.
Mu Rulan is not a fool. These jade must belong to the high-end luxury category. At that time, she looked at it just because she felt very beautiful. Any woman who sees beautiful things will subconsciously glance at it, right? In the end, Mo Qianren bought it? Don't the old man selling jade feel bad?
Mr. Liu Lao said that he was so distressed that those were his collectibles for many years, but all were asked by Mo Qiang!
Another small gift temporarily prepared by the Moqian people is not a doll. It is a necklace. The pendant is a free-flying seagull. It is made of crystal clear red jade. It is simple and clear, but it is called the same as the twelve dolls. Mu Rulan is very fond.
Dolls and freedom, Mu Rulan's source of happiness after rebirth. These two gifts look like Mo Qianren gave these to her.
Really flattering.
Mu Rulan couldn't help but play with a puppet, and by the way opened his mouth and took a bite as if to eat himself. As a result, he hurt his teeth, ground his lower teeth, and then closed the box and walked out of the door.
The smell of came out of the kitchen, a little sweet and acrid.
Mu Rulan approached the kitchen and saw that the back of the man was long and thin. Only when he touched it did he know that the man's physique was much stronger and stronger than he looked. He felt safe and reliable just by holding his hand. .
Mu Rulan walked over and hugged the man's waist from behind, feeling that the man's muscles were stiff, and he quickly relaxed.
"Dry the hair." Mo Qianren's faint but inexplicable voice came, Mu Rulan's wet hair wet his clothes all at once.
"Don't." The soft voice was like a fluffy kitten being coquettish, and the little paw gently scratched the heart, instead of giving a refreshing, spoiled girl to the man's back, "Wait for me . "
Having said that, Mu Rulan's hands began to feel haphazard again, and from the lower abdomen of Mo Qianren slowly, Mo Qianren was caught by surprise and almost dropped the spoon on the ground.
Mo Qianren was about to grab Mu Rulan's messy hand, but Mu Rulan's hand flexed into Mo Qianren's trouser pocket, and a thin layer of fabric clearly felt the man's body temperature and strength. Thighs, that's so close to the thigh roots ...
"Lan Lan ..." Mo Qianren's breathing was messed up instantly. He was n’t wearing a jacket, and there was a thin shirt inside. Mu Rulan had just taken a bath, because he was n’t going to go out anymore, so he did n’t wear underwear at all. Can you mess around?
Mu Rulan's hand quickly came out of his pants pocket again. By the way, he took out Mo Qianren's wallet, listening to his voice, and sounded with a bit of malicious muffled laughter, "How is Qianren really evil, People just want to get something. "
Mo Qianren was silent, turned his ears quietly, and looked down at Jiang Tang with his head down.
Mu Rulan was still laughing. The laughter was soft, with the taste of Mu Rulan's unique gentleness and mischief, which made Mo Qianren's head lower.
Leaning his head on the man ’s back, Mu Rulan let go of the other ’s hand and began to look at Mo Qianren ’s personal belongings. It was also a very simple black wallet. It is very tasteful and suitable for him. What's in it? Well, a Chinese people ’s ID card, a fbi work permit, a few rmb cash, a few dollars, and two bank cards, one domestic, one foreign, a platinum card, and a black gold card, see It looks very advanced.
"How much money is there?" Mu Rulan took the black gold card from abroad and reached out to Mo Qianren. She is learning about her fiancee ’s financial problems. The man in her family looks like a social elite and aristocrat. He is a little different from rich people in upstarts or high society. His temperament always makes people forget that he has money and money Kind of problem.
Mo Qianren glanced at the card lightly, removed it, and turned off the hot soup. "How much do you think? Come here." He walked out of the kitchen to the table with the soup just cooked.
Mu Rulan followed him. "A lot?"
"Not much. But there are as many as you wish." Opening the chair and letting her sit down, the indifferent voice seemed to be just talking about the weather, rather than saying that it was tiring and half alive just to make money Point for money. He will do his best to meet all her requirements, whether material or spiritual, isn't this the responsibility and obligation of a man to his wife?
"Will you give me money after that?" It's all done on TV. Women can't do bad things when men manage money to support their families outside. It seems very interesting.
"If you want to." Pushed some of the soup that had been cooled down, Mo Qianren knew that Mu Rulan's words were just a whimper, and soon she would jump to another topic that had nothing to do with it.
"Qianren just wanted to do bad things?" Mu Rulan put things back, and asked gently with a gentle smile.
Mo Qian was silent. Maybe they should continue the discussion on the issue of fiscal power.
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The next day.
The weather was fine. Mu Rulan, who had been carefully taken care of, should be in good health. However, due to the mischief in the middle of the night, she was eventually invaded by a cold virus, but fortunately, she just sneezed from time to time with a runny nose, no fever, and Not a bad cold.
Mo Qianren wanted her to stay at home, but Mu Rulan said firmly that she was going to school, and she had skipped a day of class.
Mu Rulan entered Mu Hua, and once again passed through the bamboo forest, the cool wind blowing in the early spring, the tall and thin bamboos shook, and the sound of rattling sound was completely in this area.
Mu Rulan just stepped onto the small bridge, and the sound of flowing water below the crystal clear artificial creek was very pleasant, but in the air, the strange smell wafted from below.
There are actually many roads leading to the third high school, and students are generally not given maps, so many people will not explore other roads when they find one. Mu Rulan also loves the tranquility of this bamboo forest creek. He has already been used to this road, so he went here again and again, very few people often set foot, probably only Mu Rulan walked from here sooner or later.
The bamboo forest was deep and quiet, as if only Mu Rulan's breathing sound.
Mu Rulan's footsteps were still on the bridge, and some vigilant eyes swept around, but there was no figure.
That taste is not an illusion.
Mu Rulan walked slowly to the side of the bridge, with a gentle pace, as if he was afraid of disturbing someone.
Looking out of the neck, looking down, a weird smile burst into his eyes.
This is a male face that looks like a forty-year-old. His head is immersed in water, and his face floats on the water. The bamboo sheet is inserted around his head in an irregular way to fix the skull. There is a hand greeted by the side, yes, there are no other limbs, only a head and a hand there.
It's just that the face is weird, with a stiff smile, the eyes are open, the corners of the mouth are raised, it's a weird arc like a clown ...
Mu Rulan looked at the face without moving his eyelids. The masked face appeared in his mind for a moment, but it was quickly knocked off by him, not Wilder, that guy had nothing to do with the killing. enthusiasm.
Really not an illusion? I used to feel that there was a weird gaze staring at her when I passed by here, now the other party finally doesn't want to hide it? Look, I'm greeting her.
Mu Rulan chuckled a smile on her lips, sucked her nose, put her hands in her pockets and slowly walked towards the study.
Later, Su Chengxiang was going to see Subei Shao. She, like Mu Rulan, liked the quietness of the bamboo forest very much. When she saw Mu Rulan standing on the bridge from a distance, she didn't know what she was looking at. Fish, Su Chengxiang thought, but she couldn't help slowing down, and she didn't have the heart to talk to her right away.
After Mu Rulan went away, Su Chengxiang slowly walked over. When he walked up the bridge, he looked down subconsciously, and his face suddenly changed!
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