Fast-passing host super cold

Chapter 19

It's a pity that Qingzhou saw his emotional value, and it rose by another 15.00%.

Qing Zhou: "..." This person is indeed a masochist.

But she also had to think of a reason to explain the current situation.

Qing Zhou thought about the reason blankly, but Mo Chen on the opposite side suddenly spoke, his voice was very calm, as if he didn't see anything: "Your clothes are dirty, shall I take you back?"

Yu Wei: "???"

She originally thought that no matter how this man was, he would ask her a few words.

There are so many living people lying here, did this man not see it?
No, I'm still standing here.

Yu Wei's expression was a bit desperate, she wanted to yell "You're blind", but thinking of the identity of the man opposite, Yu Wei could only silently swallow what she wanted to say.

Qingzhou didn't expect Mo Chen to say nothing and didn't ask any questions. She was silent for a while, and didn't mention what happened just now. She put her schoolbag on her back and said, "Okay."

Anyway, it's not once or twice to send her home.

And with this man's means, he has probably already found her house number.
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The familiar black Bugatti stopped outside. This road was not the one Mo Chen always took, so it was almost certain that the man in front of him appeared here by no means by accident.

Qingzhou opened the door and got into the car familiarly, and then obediently fastened the seat belt.

Seeing her like this, Mo Chen could not help but smile.

The car drove smoothly.

Mo Chen chatted with Qing Zhou about any topic as usual, but he didn't mention what happened in the alley just now.

It wasn't until he was about to arrive that he asked in a low tone, "You... weren't injured just now, were you?"

He didn't want to investigate what happened there, and who was right and who was wrong. In short, his little girl was definitely right.

Wait... my little girl.

Mo Chen was stunned for a moment by his thoughts just now, but the next second he realized that something was wrong... He actually classified the little girl in front of him as one of his own?
Qing Zhou naturally didn't know what he was thinking, she raised her head slightly, saw that her apartment was getting closer, and said, "Those people can't hurt me yet."

"Naturally, you're so powerful." Mo Chen said, suppressing the shock that just popped up in his heart.

Qing Zhou was very helpful to this kind of words. Although there was no expression on his face, his body was obviously relaxed.

"Aren't you inviting me to go up there?" Mo Chen looked at Qing Zhou who pulled off his seat belt as soon as he arrived and was about to get out of the car, and suddenly said with a smile.

Qingzhou didn't expect him to say that suddenly, and her own expression paused slightly.

According to common sense, this man treats me so well, and he also sends me food, and often sends me home. In fact, it is not a big deal to invite me upstairs. The point is that this man should already know his address.

So after hesitating for a few seconds, Qing Zhou nodded and said, "Yes."

Mo Chen didn't expect Qingzhou to agree so easily. The little girl's expressionless face really didn't show anything, as if she had made this decision suddenly.

"That's good." Mo Chen's smile deepened, "I'll find a place to park."

Qing Zhou stood at the door of the unit and waited for Mo Chen.

It was the first time she invited someone to come to her place, and she still had an indescribably strange feeling in her heart.

[…] Wuqi trembled in the system space.

It always feels that these things are a bit out of its control.

Speaking of which, these things themselves are not within Wu Qi's control, especially after Mo Chen appeared, Qing Zhou's trust in this system is no longer very high in his heart.

After all, it seems really unreliable.
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Qingzhou's room is the same as her own, in the cold minimalist style.

Qing Zhou didn't know what Mo Chen liked, but when he thought of the gorgeous wall of the previous video call and these exquisite tableware and napkins, he probably wasn't used to this style.

But not to mention anything else, this man really likes black, and she doesn't seem to have seen him wear clothes of other colors for so long.

It seems to be obsessed with black.

As an ordinary girl, it is always a little shy to invite the opposite sex to your home, and the opposite sex is not usually handsome.

But Qingzhou didn't have such thoughts anymore, she pointed to the sofa: "Sit."

There was no polite hospitality in the tone, but it sounded a bit commanding.

Mo Chen didn't mind at all, walked over and sat down, and didn't care if the sofa was a little too small, and he felt wronged by his long legs.

"do you live alone?"

"En." Qing Zhou replied while pouring water.

"Then are you...are you interested in moving to live with me?"

Qing Zhou: "..."

The water was still kept, and after a while, it spilled on Qing Zhou's slippers, soaking a piece of sock.

Feeling the dampness, Qing Zhou turned off the water expressionlessly, then put the cup on the table, and pushed it over to Mo Chen.

Mo Chen picked up the cup, took a sip, and remained silent.

Qingzhou was silent for a while, and finally said: "Why don't you live here?"

Mo Chen: "..."

He also accidentally spilled the water in his hand.

"Actually, it's also possible?" Mo Chen's tone was actually a bit serious, "But, Qing Zhou, you understand what I mean."

A man and a widow living together in the same room, what else could it mean besides that?Mo Chen was not one to hesitate, although he was a little shocked that he fell in love with a girl so much younger than him, but he calmed down after a while.

And took action directly.

"I won't do anything to you."

Qingzhou stared at him for a few seconds: "Actually, I don't like you very much."

"It's okay." Mo Chen was also very calm.

His acceptance of this matter is as natural and calm as if he just suddenly knew that he liked her.

For him, it doesn't matter who the little girl in front of him likes, of course it's best to like himself, but in fact, it's fine as long as there is no one he likes.

Mo Chen's requirements in this regard were exceptionally low, and it was also the first time he met a girl he liked.

Just like meeting for the first time, she got up from the table sleepily.

There was a bit of cold impatience in the eyes.

It was as if something had been knocked in his heart, and at that moment a voice whispered in his heart that it was her.

　Yu Wei: This is probably the fate of cannon fodder.

　　The hero and heroine are actually not love at first sight hehehe (bad intentions)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)