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Mu Qingyang got into Wencheng's car anyway.

Two cups of drinks with the logo of the milk tea shop opposite the school were placed on the driver's seat. Wen Cheng picked them up before getting into the car, handed one of the cups to Mu Qingyang, and inserted a straw into his own by the way.

Mu Qingyang raised his eyelids and looked at this cup of elegant light brown drink. He already had an answer to what this thing was in his heart, but he still asked without giving up: "What is this?"

"Clear the heat and remove the hot tea." Wen Cheng replied.

The image of him throwing a cup of Qingrehuohuo tea into Wen Cheng's face quickly flashed through Mu Qingyang's mind.

But in fact, Mu Qingyang's outstretched hand skipped over the heat-removing tea, and took a sip of the cup of watermelon juice that Wen Cheng had just inserted the straw into.

Wen Cheng was neither surprised nor surprised. While Mu Qingyang was taking the watermelon juice, he took back the hot tea that was handed to Mu Qingyang, inserted a straw and drank it. It seems that it has been done dozens of times, and it is not stuck at all.

"It's a bit bitter." Wen Cheng commented on Qingrequhuocha.

Mu Qingyang did not comment.He guessed that his hands shook when he added sugar to the watermelon juice, and after taking two sips, he had the illusion that saccharine could be produced by sticking his tongue out in the sun, so he didn't touch the watermelon juice again.

Wen Cheng took a narrow look at Mu Qingyang who had snatched the drink but didn't get it, put the tea aside, and started the car.

"Where are you going?" Mu Qingyang also put down the watermelon juice in his hands, and leaned back on the chair relaxedly.

The car slowly drove away from the parking lot, Wen Cheng said slowly: "The playground..."

Muqing Yangguang felt goosebumps all over when he heard these three words.

Mu Qingyang's mother loves to watch idol dramas, and she loves to take the whole family to watch together.In Mu Qingyang's few childhood memories, every idol drama my mother watched has a routine where the hero takes the heroine to the playground, and Mu Qingyang hates this the most.Seeing two adults getting carried away in the playground, watching a person who is taller than two wooden horses ride on the merry-go-round, Mu Qingyang's mother thinks that capitalized is romantic, and Mu Qingyang thinks capitalized is mentally retarded.

Let alone whether Wencheng intends to follow this vulgar routine, Mu Qingyang doesn't like the lively and noisy environment of the playground.

So Mu Qingyang said: "Believe it or not, I just jumped out of the car?"

Then Wen Cheng said naturally: "...it's impossible."

Mu Qingyang glanced in the rearview mirror.

Wen Cheng's playful smile was reflected on it, it was clearly the joy of a successful prank.

Mu Qingyang also smiled, "Thank you. You gave me an extra choice of jumping on the steering wheel and dying with the driver."

"Oh," Wen Cheng sighed with the corners of his mouth raised, "How could you make me like you so much?"

Mu Qingyang picked up the Qingre Quhuo tea, pointed the straw at Wen Cheng's mouth, and stuffed it into it.

Wen Cheng took a big sip, and when Mu Qingyang raised his hands sorely and put them down, Wen Cheng looked at Mu Qingyang with those foxy eyes, "It seems to be sweet, what should I do?"

"Then drink more." Mu Qingyang stuffed the tea with a smile.

The result of the two people coming and going was that such a bit bitter clearing heat and removing fire tea was solved by Wencheng within 10 minutes.

Wencheng drove very steadily. Mu Qingyang didn't sleep well last night, and he had a lot of classes today. When the car first started, he still had the energy to accompany Wencheng to make trouble. Mu Qingyang raised sleepy bugs.

He yawned unconsciously, "How far are you going?"

"I'll be there at nine o'clock in the evening." Wen Cheng glanced at Mu Qingyang, who was half asleep and half awake, "You can sleep for a while."

Probably because he was too sleepy, Mu Qingyang didn't think too much about it, and gave a confused "um", it was the laziness that let go of his defenses, and his usual rationality and calmness softened at this moment, becoming a little...cute.

Wen Cheng's gaze was slightly deflected on the rearview mirror, and he saw himself.

He was smiling in the rearview mirror.

Subtle but real.

Said to sleep for a while, this can only be said to Mu Qingyang, he is very sleepy, but he can't sleep soundly in an unfamiliar environment, so that half of his consciousness is drifting in the dream, while the other half is Tensioned and vigilant.

As soon as Wencheng's car stopped, Mu Qingyang opened his eyes.

Mu Qingyang, who opened his eyes, faced the approaching Wen Cheng so defenselessly.

Wen Cheng leaned over Mu Qingyang, with his head tilted slightly. If the distance between the two was more than ten centimeters closer, they would be able to complete a beautiful kiss.

Mu Qingyang didn't show any expression, just blinked his eyes.However, Wen Cheng understood Mu Qingyang's thoughts, he smiled, and said in a low voice: "Don't do anything." As he spoke, Wen Cheng pressed the hand on Mu Qingyang's seat beside the seat, and Mu Qing Yang's seat belt came loose.

Wen Cheng retreated back to the driver's seat in a polite manner, then turned his back to search for something in the back seat, "Are you hungry?"

Mu Qingyang did not take the lead in answering Wen Cheng's question, but looked around outside the car.The car was parked at the foot of a not-so-high mountain, surrounded by grass and trees, the sky was completely dark, and it was hard to see what was happening in the shadows behind the trees. The place was silent, except for the sound of insects in the grass. The wilderness is weird.Mu Qingyang is not familiar with this place, he only knows that they should be far away from the city center.

Mu Qingyang withdrew his gaze, propped his temples and commented: "It's a good place to throw the corpse."

Wen Cheng smiled, and threw a bouquet of roses and chocolates into Mu Qingyang's arms, and the man followed suit. With his hands on Mu Qingyang's seat, he approached Mu Qingyang and asked, "It's also good for field battles." place?"

Then Wen Cheng was covered in roses.

In the end, Wen Cheng had no choice but to sit back in the driver's seat, and the rose returned to Wen Cheng's hands.

As for the chocolates... Mu Qingyang was indeed hungry, so he didn't act pretentiously. He unpacked the chocolates and ate them. The sight in front of him made him lose interest in the destination of Wencheng. He said politely: "The chocolate tastes good. I am very happy to play this time, you can send me back."

Wen Cheng was noncommittal, and when Mu Qingyang finished unpacking the second chocolate, he lowered his head and took a bite of Mu Qingyang's hand, Mu Qingyang's hand holding the chocolate trembled first, then reacted greatly With great force, he stuffed the whole chocolate into Wen Cheng's mouth.

Wen Cheng couldn't dodge in time and choked.

"You don't have hands?" Mu Qingyang's tone seemed to be treating an ignorant student in his class. He knocked on Wen Cheng's head, and wiped off the chocolate stained with two fingers on Wen Cheng's clothes.

After finally finishing the chocolate in his mouth, Wen Cheng sighed, "Murder your husband."

"Husband, your grandma's aunt." Mu Qingyang returned quickly, without even looking at Wen Cheng, pushed the door to get out of the car, and closed the door behind his back with a loud bang.

Wen Cheng followed. He glanced at his phone, waved to Mu Qingyang and said, "Come here, this time is enough for us to climb to the top."

"Wait," Mu Qingyang stood still. He looked at the dark road Wen Cheng pointed out, and then fixed his eyes on Wen Cheng's serious face again, raising his concern, "Climbing ?”

Wen Cheng thought for a while, and thoughtfully suggested: "If you are afraid of the dark, you can hug me."

This place is really good, Mu Qingyang thought, now he has settled Wencheng on the spot and buried it in a very clean place.

Wen Cheng was very clear about Mu Qingyang's emotional change, and he was also very clear about the consequences of angering Mu Qingyang, and finally he was not poor, so he said in a less annoyed tone of Mu Qingyang: "Come on, Teacher Mu , if you are not happy, I will carry you down when I get to the top."

In fact, it is not up to Mu Qingyang to decide whether to go or not.

This place is deserted, far away from the urban area, and the car keys are in the hands of Wencheng.