Chapter 128
Mu Chen slept for a long time and missed dinner.

After she woke up, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening. Knowing that Fu Jingting was busy, she didn't bother, but simply ate something by herself.

After sleeping until this point, she didn't feel sleepy at all.

Muchen had no choice but to find something to do, and the drawings he saved were almost used up. The editor kept urging him on the Internet, because she liked Mu Chen's stories so much, so she enjoyed watching them first, and followed them up, but the result was too much. Suffering, Mu Chen can only be urged by events.

Muchen hasn't had time to face the editor recently. When he surfs the Internet, information pops up, all kinds of threats from the editor.

She hurriedly comforted her in various ways, saying that she would definitely give another short story tonight, at least six sketches.

After the editor was satisfied, Muchen hurriedly got busy, immersed in the drawing, and forgot everything else.

In the study, Fu Jingting stared at the content on the computer, and put the phone in his hand to his ear.

"Jinan, what's the result?"

"President, Miss Mu was injured twice at school today..."

Afterwards, it was Ji Nan who reported Mu Chen's actions to Fu Jingting in detail, including the fact that Mu Chen finally married Yan Kai with a possible portrait to find the murderer.

After Fu Jingting hung up the phone, he leaned back lazily, smoked the cigarette beside him, held it between his fingers, and held the lighter in his hand, flickering on and off, lighting it up and then extinguishing it.

After a while, Fu Jingting got up, put down the lighter and cigarettes, and walked out of the study.

Once Muchen concentrates, his efficiency is very high, and the procrastination is suddenly gone. If he writes with spirit, he brushes and brushes, and the manuscripts fly out one by one.

Fu Jingting stood by her door, leaning on the door, looking at the little girl who lowered her head and ecstasy.

Up to now, she has never said a word to him, asking for help, as far as the current matter is concerned, it has reached such a serious level, even to the point of personal attack, not only verbally, but also physical.

But this seemingly heartless girl is still sound asleep.

The corners of Fu Jingting's lips twitched slightly, there were not many girls with such a big heart.

Fu Jingting just looked at her like that for a while, but Mu Chen never paid any attention to her. Man, my heart is not balanced.

He walked behind Mu Chen, and suddenly pressed his hands on the sides of Mu Chen's body, and propped them up on the edge of the table. His slender and beautiful fingers, with well-defined knuckles, were well-proportioned and beautiful, and they were reflected in Mu Chen's eyes.

Mu Chen thought, the handsome male protagonist in her current sketch, with his pretty fingers, seems to have drawn it according to Fu Jingting's style.

But the painting is somewhat distorted, but in reality, his fingers are so beautiful.

Fingers are the most difficult to draw, and I don't know if it's my own drawing skills or not.

Thinking about it in her mind, she was also bold, and touched the back of Fu Jingting's hand with her little hand, little by little, using her fingertips to feel the structure of his fingers.

Fu Jingting didn't move for a while, letting her touch her.

After a while, Mu Chen suddenly asked, "Your hands are so beautiful, you should do everything that is particularly pleasing to the eye and make people feel happy."

For example, she thought of these hands playing the piano, or holding a pen, or holding a cup...

But Fu Jingting, in his perverted mind, was thinking of another picture of using his hands.

(End of this chapter)

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