Quick time travel: The cold villain is acting like a baby in my arms again

Ding Qingdan's inquisitive eyes turned on Qiu Cimu's face, which made Qiu Cimu panic.

Holding the candied fruit in his hand, he took a deep breath and shook his head: "No."

"Okay."

Ding Qingdan pulled the bench and sat across from him: "So what do you think, you've identified Senior Sister Mu, right?"

"Actually, I also think that Senior Sister Mu is a very good person. Of course I don't like her. It's the kind of sister's liking. I also think the two of you are a good match, but the gap between the two of you is a bit big. I think Is it a little difficult to be together, we still have to wait for Senior Sister Mu to get the honor in the exam..."

Ding Qingdan was thinking about the future for Qiu Cimu. For his cousin, he always felt sorry for what happened to him, so he planned everything for him, and only hoped that he could get out of that family.

Why can't my mother bring Cimu back.

Ding Qingdan frowned.

I have to go back, and I can't live longer.

"There are, ways, laws, yes."

Qiucimu spoke word by word.

Ding Qingdan opened his eyes wide in surprise: "There is a way? What way?"

Qiucimu shook his head and was unwilling to say anything.

Ding Qingdan was a little worried: "Don't do anything stupid, your stepfather is not a good person, although Senior Sister Mu is very good, but you can't make things public."

He was afraid that Qiu Cimu would fall out with them. This little cousin looked plain and timid, but he was stubborn in his bones.

Although that home is an abyss, as my mother always said, it is always worth using.

It cannot be broken cleanly.

Qiu Cimu didn't speak any more, but there was stubbornness in his eyes.

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So when Ding Qingdan heard that Qiu's family was going to marry Qiu Cimu, Ding Qingdan stood up in fright, and wanted to rush there overnight, but was stopped by his father.

"That's someone else's family business. We've intervened enough, and we're doing our best. Don't go there again."

Ding Qingdan refused to accept it and was put into confinement directly.

Autumn House.

Qiu Cimu looked at the stepfather in front of him, the man was dressed in a beautiful way, he was twice his age, but he was dressed like a younger man than him.

His mother stood beside him, looking at him coldly.

"I heard you hurt your father last time?"

He was talking about the last time he smashed someone.

Autumn resignation and evening silence.

Qiu Yun has long been used to his silence, she was a little angry, and waved her hand, "Then I heard from your father that you have someone you like?"

Qiu Cimu just looked at him, still silent.

The man leaned on Qiuyun beside him: "I didn't say that, I just heard from the manager that day that someone came back after seeing him off. It seems to be from the old master's side, my aunt's favorite student."

He said, pretending to be embarrassed: "I must have read it wrong, but it is true that Ci Mu has reached the age when he should get married. I should go and see if there is a suitable candidate for him..."

It is impossible for Qiu Cimu to say directly in front of Qiu Yun that he wants to be with Mu Ciwan, his goal is that man.

So when the other party said it, there was a flash of panic on his face, and he happened to be caught by the other party.

Autumn resignation, Autumn resignation, I really don't know what to say about you, I'm always on guard against you, but I never thought that you were more disappointing than I thought, and fell in love with a mountain villager.

It's just that he has a reputation as a scholar. Is he still rare?

Since you like it so much, I might as well fulfill you.

As for suffering later, it has nothing to do with me.

Qiuyun didn't know there were so many twists and turns in this family, seeing Qiu Cimu's expression, she thought he didn't want to marry.

She has no feelings for this son, she just raises him.

Now that my husband is so considerate of him, and he still looks like this, he is a little displeased, it is also his age.

"Then I'll leave it to you to look for it, Mianmian, I'm sorry to trouble you."

"It is my honor to share the worries of my wife."

Qiucimu was disgusted, but it was within his plan.

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Mu Ciwan met Qiu Cimu again.

To be precise, it was Qiu Cimu who found her.

In a rainy weather, holding an oil-paper umbrella.

It was the one lent to Ding Qingdan before.

He walked to the dilapidated small courtyard.

The door was not closed, and he hesitated whether to knock on the door, because he couldn't call someone.

The fellow next to him walked around him twice, a little curious, seeing him hesitate, he said directly: "Sister Wan, Mu Xiucai, someone is looking for you."

After shouting, he returned to his own room, hiding his merit and fame deeply.

Only the awkward Qiu Cimu was left facing Mu Ciwan who was approaching after hearing the sound.

"How did you come."

It was raining lightly, this ancient time is not modern, walking like this, the soles of the shoes must be wet, and there are also some water stains on the shoulders.

Mu Ciwan hurriedly wanted to let him in, but Qiu Cimu directly took her hand.

He raised the umbrella and handed it to Mu Ciwan.

Mu Ciwan took it with his other hand.

The hand that was being held was pulled by Qiu Cimu, spread it flat, he bowed his head, and wrote on it with his right hand.

Marry me.

Finally, he raised his head and looked straight at Mu Ciwan.

Crashing into the tender eyes of the other party, Mu Ciwan gave a doting smile: "Okay, I can't wish for it."

It went so smoothly.

Qiu Cimu tightened his hands unconsciously, and was held by Mu Ciwan backhand.

She thought that with the help of the other party's intelligence, she already understood what she wanted to do, but she never thought that the other party would agree so easily.

A man ran to a woman's door and asked her to marry him.

The other party also agreed.

"you……"

Before he could say anything, Mu Ciwan dragged him into the house, and the umbrella was placed at the door.

She took some charcoal fire out and put it in the basket, which was made of iron, so she could warm the fire by putting her hands there, because the bamboo basket outside would not burn her: "Warm it up, I know what you want to say, I am willing."

"I……"

"What about you? It's my honor to be favored by Mr. Qiu."

Mu Ciwan smiled, seeing the young man in front of him sitting on the bench obediently, holding the bamboo basket, he felt that he was extraordinarily obedient, and reached out to flick his head: "You want to use me to escape from Qiu's house?"

Qiu Cimu opened her eyes wide, she really knew, so she agreed.

"I ask you, would you have chosen this path without me?"

Qiu Cimu paused, then shook his head.

Naturally not.

Only Mu Ciwan would let him go this way, and he wouldn't even think about it if he was someone else.

"That's enough, but if you get married, you will have to live this hard life with me."

Mu Ciwan said, pointing to this dilapidated house.

There is a risk of collapse at any time.

Qiu Cimu nodded firmly.

"marry……"

Mu Ciwan thought he was going to say something, and listened with great interest, but heard the other party say: "Chicken,"

Mu Ciwan: "..."

A good one marries a chicken and follows the chicken, marries a dog and follows the dog.