Nascent Soul boss in the interstellar

Ming Chen's eyes widened suddenly, as if he was talking about how Qu Zixiu could be such a rascal, misinterpreting his meaning.

Although Qu Zixiu felt that Ming Chen who was making a fuss was very cute, but he didn't want to be seen by others in public, so he just accepted it and changed the subject.

He took out a bottle of wine from the space button and handed it to Ming Chen for him to taste it.

Mingchen didn't understand why Qu Zixiu wanted him to drink, he uncorked the bottle in doubt, looked at Qu Zixiu and nodded, slowly took it to his mouth, and took a sip.

A strong heat circulated in his body, Ming Chen looked up at Qu Zixiu in surprise.

Qu Zixiu was 10 centimeters taller than Ming Chen, so he happened to have a panoramic view of Ming Chen's happy face, and rubbed his soft hair.

The first time I saw Mingchen, I just felt that he was a good match for his eyes, and I wanted to fuck him. When we met again, he took advantage of the danger, and for the sake of the future, he began to sincerely want to help him. Now, seeing Mingchen Chen looked so happy, and felt that it would be good to simply help relieve his pain.

"It took some time to get this thing, so I only came to you now."

More than just wasting some time, from material selection to brewing, Zixiu didn't want to tell him about the twists and turns.

Ming Chen lowered his head in embarrassment, knowing that Qu Zixiu was explaining his movements to him, really, they have nothing to do with each other, why are they talking about this.

Today is the weekend, the college is closed, and it is also the day when Mingchen needs to return to the Ming family's old villa.

Thinking of the undisguised disappointment on Qu Zixiu's face when he just found out that he was going home, Ming Chen felt a little embarrassed and a little funny at the same time, obviously disappeared a few days ago, he didn't say anything, and he just Going back to Ming's villa, Qu Zixiu showed a look of despair, as if he had abandoned him, it was a double standard.

Seeing the stars of Mingchen stop from a distance, Steward Li respectfully said: "Third young master."

Ming Chen put on slippers, took off his coat and put it in the cloakroom, and asked, "Where are Dad and Brother, haven't they come back yet?"

"Master and Eldest Young Master are in the study, Second Young Master hasn't come back yet, Third Miss and Young Master won't be back until tomorrow."

Ming Chen nodded to show that he understood, and then asked: "Is Grandpa in the garden?"

"Yes, the old man has been basking in the sun in the garden this afternoon. He also said that when the third young master comes back, it will be just in time for the flowers to bloom."

When Ming Chen came over, old man Ming Dehui was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, Ming Chen signaled the servant to go down first, and walked to his side: "Grandpa."

The old man opened his eyes, asked him to sit down, took his hand, and asked, "Chenchen, how is your health this time?"

"Grandpa, don't worry, it's much better this time." Ming Chen smiled slightly, this time it was really much better, with the music repairing at the side, every time the pain would end quickly, although it would always be taken advantage of.

In the eyes of the old man, Ming Chen's smile turned into a forced smile, a polite remark to comfort the old man.

With a long sigh, the old man patted his hand and kept repeating: "Good boy, good boy, you have suffered."

Ming Chen couldn't help but smile bitterly. He knew that Grandpa didn't believe what he said, and thought he was comforting him. He said solemnly again: "Grandpa, this time it's true. I met a person who helped me."

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