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Mu Qingyue was uncomfortable talking, but ate very satisfyingly.

In the end, Mu Qingyang drove Mu Qingyue back to school, but he still walked by the back wall.

Mu Qingyue threw his schoolbag into the wall, and climbed up the wall neatly. Seeing this skilled and familiar movement, Mu Qingyang felt complicated for a while.Sitting on the wall, Mu Qingyue thought of something when she was about to jump off, and then she turned to Mu Qingyang and said, "By the way, my father ran out of medicine and asked me to buy it for him. Go home, if you can, buy it at the corner and send it to Dad."

"It's just the box you bought before." After thinking about something, Mu Qingyue's expression was a little distorted, "Can you do it? Don't be busy dating, right?"

"...It can be done," Mu Qingyang leaned against the side of the car and lit a cigarette, his eyes narrowed in the smoke, "I'm idle now."

Mu Qingyue didn't think about the meaning of Mu Qingyang's words, she gestured "ok" to Mu Qingyang, turned around and looked around under the wall, and jumped down after making sure no one was there.

Mu Qingyang felt that Mu Qingyue probably felt that she was a spy in a certain movie the moment she jumped.

Mu Qingyang smoked a cigarette leisurely by the side of the car before getting back into the car, drove to the pharmacy near Mu Qingyue's school, bought a box of plaster for back pain, and drove towards home.

Mu Qingyang's father is a surgeon, and his mother is a full-time wife at home. Since Mu Qingyang worked as an adult and rented that house, he doesn't go home very often. He usually doesn't go back if it's not a holiday. Time, secondly, it is unnecessary, thirdly, his mother dislikes him.

Mu Qingyang carried the medicine upstairs, and when he approached the door, he could smell the aroma of vegetables at home, and there was someone walking towards him... Mom.

Mu Mu didn't see Mu Qingyang, but turned her head and said to the people in the room: "Mu Jiayao, don't just watch the football, remember to watch the fish. I'll come back after buying a bag of salt downstairs."

Turning his head, he met Mu Qingyang's handsome face.

Mumu looked a little hesitant, "Mu Qingyang?"

The relationship was like meeting an old classmate who hadn't seen him for a few years halfway. If he wanted to be treated like this by his own mother, he probably had the desire to squirt blood, but Mu Qingyang was obviously not surprised by his own mother's routine. The medicine stuffed into the shepherd's hand and said, "Ms. Yao Bai, I am your eldest son."

The shepherd's hesitation turned into surprise, she hugged Mu Qingyang quickly, and patted his back vigorously, "Oh, Yangyang came back just in time, go down and buy a bag of salt, and have a meal at home by the way."

"..." Mu Qingyang, who had just climbed up the eighth floor, went down again without saying a word.

When Mu Qingyang climbed up again, he was holding a bag of salt in his hand, there were five bags in total.The shepherd mother brought the stewed fish soup to the table, happily humming a little song and sprinkled salt in the soup. After the taste was almost adjusted, she brought the bowls and chopsticks. The shepherd father sat on the sofa to watch the football game, and Mu Qingyang sat over.

Father Mu looked straight at the TV, but asked Mu Qingyang, "Smoking again?"

This couldn't be concealed, so Mu Qingyang let out a "huh".

Father Mu gave him a meaningful look, but said nothing, and Mu Qingyang could only pretend to be ignorant.

"Come, come, it's time to eat." The shepherd greeted happily.

Mu Qingyang and Mu Fu got up and went over.

The shepherd's workmanship is quite good, and Mu Qingyang ate quite comfortably, but halfway through the meal, the shepherd who was gossiping with the father next door suddenly turned to look at Mu Qingyang, "Yangyang is also 23 years old this year. Alright, when do you plan to marry Shi Yun?"

Mu Qingyang paused while eating, "I broke up with her."

Now when the shepherd mother and the shepherd father had a meal, the shepherd mother asked incredulously: "Why? Aren't you and that child very good?"

"It's just a division." Mu Qingyang didn't want to explain further.

When he and Zhang Shiyun were together, Zhang Shiyun liked the shepherd's father and mother. Now that they are separated, Mu Qingyang doesn't need to say anything about Zhang Shiyun in front of his parents.

The shepherd mother still knew what kind of character her son had, so she said "Oh" and stopped asking.

The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit stiff, after more than ten seconds of silence, the shepherd mother laughed and said, "It's okay, our Yangyang is so handsome, we can always meet a better girl, give birth to a grandchildren for Mommy as soon as possible. "

Mu Qingyang's hands froze when he was eating. He looked at Mu Mu and opened his mouth to say something. Mu Mu turned her head and said to Mu Fu: "Didn't the Xiaozhang family in the opposite building have a new son? I went for a walk today." It's time to see you, my God, the fat and fat ones laugh at everyone, so cute. But I don't know if they will be so cute when they grow up, look at Wu Hao in our village, do you remember, he was cute when he was young He is handsome, but look at his appearance now..."

Shepherd's mother is a very ordinary housewife, and she talks from west to southeast at every turn, but shepherd father can listen to her quietly every time, and can remember everyone and everything she said. Yan Mu Qingyang admired his father very much.It is inconceivable that a lively and chatty Ms. Yao Bai can fall in love with a serious and rigorous man Mu Jiayao so far. Both relatives are quite incredible.

Mu Qingyang's emotions sank to the bottom because of Mumu's unintentional words.

In fact, Mu Qingyang has always known how much his mother longs for him to form a family with a gentle woman, have a white and fat child, and live his life peacefully.It was precisely because he was so clear that it was difficult for him to talk about Wencheng to them.

The mobile phone that Mu Qingyang left on the coffee table was vibrating constantly, the screen went black and bright again, and there were already more than a dozen missed calls with the word "brain disabled", but no one noticed it at this time.

Mu Qingyang didn't notice the missed call on his phone until after eating with Mu Mu and Father Mu. He was stunned for a moment, with many emotions flashing in his eyes, and finally put the phone in his pocket.

"Qingyue said that he will not come back this week due to club activities," Mu Qingyang patted Mother Mu on the shoulder, "I'm leaving."

"Oh, good," the shepherd who was clearing the dining table suddenly looked up, "Hey, what..."

Mu Qingyang, who had already walked a few steps, had to turn his head back again, "What?"

"Why don't Mommy help you find some suitable girls..." The shepherd suggested seriously.

The corner of Mu Qingyang's mouth twitched slightly, he turned around and closed the door, "No need for Ms. Yao Bai."

The shepherd sighed regretfully behind, as if she had lost some interesting toy.

Mu Qingyang took out his mobile phone when he walked downstairs, looked at the screen of the mobile phone for a few seconds before pressing the word "brain-damaged", the phone rang immediately behind him, and someone pressed it off in only a second, waiting for Mu Qingyang to respond When he came over, he was already pressed against the opposite wall from behind, his hands were pulled behind him to control him, and his body with scorching heat was pressed against it.

"Mr. Mu, you've been arrested." Wen Cheng chuckled in Mu Qingyang's ear, and blew on the heater.

"Damn..." Mu Qingyang moved but failed to break free, and slammed against the wall decadently, "Wencheng, are you alright?"

Wen Cheng completely ignored him, "Teacher Mu, you will be lenient when you confess, and strict when you resist. Then, to answer Officer Wen's question, do you miss me?"

"I miss your grandma," Mu Qingyang gritted his teeth, he struggled a few times and still couldn't get away, so he leaned against the wall for breath, "How did you find this place?"

The hand that imprisoned Mu Qingyang's hands became one, and the other hand took Mu Qingyang's mobile phone out of Mu Qingyang's hand. Wen Cheng pressed on Mu Qingyang's body and turned on the mobile phone screen, biting Mu Qingyang. Yang's earlobe said: "I installed the location in your phone."

Mu Qingyang was so dazed that he even forgot to break free, "You...I...damn, when?"

"The day you were at my house—" Wen Cheng put the phone into his pocket, and began to stroke Mu Qingyang's waist, "Have you eaten yet?"

Wen Cheng had already figured out Mu Qingyang's sensitivity, Mu Qingyang couldn't help but let out a muffled snort, and opened the hand holding his wrist with all his strength, Mu Qingyang turned around and pressed Wen Cheng against the wall on, "Do you want to die?"

Wen Cheng sniffed Mu Qingyang's arm from the side, and his eyes slowly slid from Mu Qingyang's arm to Mu Qingyang's face, "I want to do you."

The two looked at each other, and Mu Qingyang saw the anger in Wen Cheng's eyes, and the anger in his heart was instantly extinguished into a helpless smoke. He couldn't help but slap Wen Cheng on the forehead, "This is me. Mom and Dad's house."

Wen Cheng was taken aback for a moment, "Huh?"

Seeing Wen Cheng's reaction, Mu Qingyang knew what he was thinking just now, and he couldn't get angry when he wanted to, so he gritted his teeth and punched Wen Cheng lightly on the stomach, "You have big brains, classmate Wen, you Is Mom still planning to put on a reality show downstairs in front of my parents?"

The hostility in Wen Cheng's eyes turned into confusion and obedience like a little sheep, and he quickly reached out to grab Mu Qingyang who was about to leave, "I was wrong."

Mu Qingyang shook off Wen Cheng's hand vigorously, and looked at Wen Cheng with a sneer: "Is that enough? Just put a location on my phone without saying a word, and think who I'm dating without saying a word? What else do you have to say?" of?"

Wen Cheng stood in front of Mu Qingyang like a dog with a drooping tail, stretched out his hand to caress the back of Mu Qingyang's neck, put his forehead against Mu Qingyang's, and said softly, "I just... want to take you home. "

Wen Cheng knew how to calm down Mu Qingyang, even though Mu Qingyang knew very well that this was his performance, he couldn't harden his temper.

He was eaten to death by Wencheng.

Mu Qingyang and Wen Cheng looked at each other for a few seconds, then looked away and asked, "How long have you been waiting?"

"Half an hour." Wen Cheng replied obediently.

Forget it.

Mu Qingyang suppressed the desire to beat Wen Cheng up, removed Wen Cheng's hand and walked outside, "Where is your car?"

Wen Cheng followed behind, hesitated for a while and said, "I came by taxi."

Mu Qingyang paused, and looked at Wen Cheng expressionlessly, "Then how did you plan to take me home?"

"It's fine if you have it in your hand." Wen Cheng said honestly.

Mu Qingyang looked deeply at Wencheng.

Forget it.

Mu Qingyang threw the car keys into Wen Cheng's hand, turned his head and walked in the direction where he parked, "You drive."

"Hmm." Wen Cheng held the key and smiled.