Raise you just to eat you

Mu Qing talked upstairs for almost an hour, Du Liang waited anxiously for him in the living room, and finally saw him go downstairs, got up and walked to him.

"How is it! Lin Ting, what do you say?"

Mu Qing glanced at him, her expression was not very happy: "Du Liang, what you did this time is too much."

"Me!" Du Liang froze for a moment, and waved his hand to signal him not to say this: "I didn't ask you to come here to hear you say this, I just want to know what he thinks now."

"Is it important what he thinks?" Mu Qing sneered: "If he insists on leaving you, I don't believe you would agree so easily?"

"Of course I won't agree." Du Liang frowned: "And I don't think he will say anything about leaving me."

Mu Qing glanced at him sideways: "Du Liang, overconfidence is really your biggest shortcoming."

To put it bluntly, it is conceited.

Du Liang didn't seem to intend to talk to him about this issue, and waved his hand to signal him not to talk anymore: "How is he feeling now? I want to go and see him."

"It's okay." Mu Qing put on his coat, walked to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Do it well, you are all my good brothers, I don't want to see the situation develop into a dilemma."

"Don't worry." Du Liang breathed a sigh of relief: "I have a measure."

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It was almost eight o'clock after I came out from Du Liang's place. I bought some food and brought them back to the place where I lived. Looking at the room that was too cold even though the heating was fully turned on, I couldn't help but sighed.

I really don't know how long this ascetic monk's lonely and lonely life will last.

After watching the noisy variety show, Mu Qing yawned boredly, seeing that the time was still early, she simply took out her mobile phone and made a call.

The fireworks outside were still as brilliant as usual, Mu Qing got out of bed and walked to the window, listening to the sound of "beep" in her ear, she couldn't help but chuckle lightly.

"Hi, is that Xiaoqing?"

It was Grandma Su who answered the phone. The old man was listening to opera, and rushed over from the house as soon as the phone rang.

"Grandma." Mu Qing rubbed her nose: "Have you eaten?"

"Oh, eat, eat." The old man sounded very happy, chatted with him with a smile, and then called Su Xiaoyu to come over to answer the phone.

Mu Qing shrugged and waited quietly. Grandma Su might have put the phone on the table. Although her voice became very small, she could still vaguely hear some disorderly footsteps.

The child stayed in his own room after eating, and when he heard Grandma Su call him to answer the phone, he jumped off the bed in a hurry, because he was so happy that he even forgot to put on his shoes, so why would he want to see the road.

So it was only natural that he tripped and fell in the main room, and Mu Qing here suddenly heard a loud "bang", followed by a child's cry of pain.

He frowned unconsciously, this stupid kid who didn't make people feel at ease.

"Brother! Brother, I'm Xiaoyu!"

Finally got the microphone, Su Xiaoyu's elated voice reached his ears immediately.

Mu Qing sighed, leaning against the window and looking at the bustling street below: "Did you fall?"

"Hmm..." The child stammered, even if he wasn't by his side, he knew how cute he was with his neck scrunched up and blushing to his ears.

Mu Qing rubbed her brows helplessly, tried her best to restrain the urge to run back immediately, and then hug him and ruthlessly trample him.

"Xiaoyu, do you miss me?"