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Chapter 1001 Don't Make Me Kneel on the Washboard

Not long after the sound of the engine disappeared, the man's tall and timeless figure appeared at the door.

"dad."

Jing Yao looked at Mu Qingxun who was walking towards the living room, and obediently called out.

Mu Qingxun nodded, "Have you finished your homework?"

Jing Yao frowned his black eyebrows, and his voice sounded a bit boring, "It's almost ready."

Mu Qingxun approached, looked down at the exercise book on the coffee table, and rubbed Jing Yao's head with her big clean palm, "Sit or not."

Jing Yao, "..."

"Isn't there an important entertainment? Are you back so early?"

Joymo ​​said.

"We're almost done talking."

Mu Qingxun bent over and kissed Qiao Yimo's eyes, "I was patronizing Zhou Xuan at the dinner table, only drank some wine, and wanted to eat your cooking."

Qiao Yimo felt two extremely intense gazes from different directions on her face, and a burst of heat blew across her face, pretending to be calm and said, "I'll do it for you."

Mu Qingchen pulled her lips, her black eyes fixed on Qiao Yimo were extremely gentle.

Qiao Yimo drooped her eyelashes and got up to go to the kitchen without looking at the owner of the two eyes.

Mu Zhixi raised his lips, and shouted loudly at Qiao Yimo's back, "Who are you two irritating?!"

Qiao Yimo pretended not to hear.

Mu Qing glanced at him, sat down on the sofa, "Do you want to clean up a room for you?"

"What?"

"I can't write manuscripts in the living room every day." Mu Qingxun said, "How about freeing up a room for you to use as a study?"

"..." Mu Zhixi inhaled lightly, paused for two seconds, clicked his lips twice, and said with a smile, "It's good to have a brother."

"Dad, I want too."

Jing Yao took the exercise book and sat next to Mu Qingxun, staring at Mu Qingxun's request with staring black eyes.

"Give you a study room, so you can sit and do your homework?"

"...It's okay." Jing Yao said, put the workbook on Mu Qingxun's lap, leaned his fleshy body, and continued to write using Mu Qingxun's lap as a table.

Mu Qingxun, "..." means there is no credibility at all!
……

Qiao Yimo made three dishes and one soup, and asked Mu Qingxun to eat in the restaurant.

"good to eat."

Mu Qingxun put a piece of tender beef into his mouth, chewed it slowly, and commented.

"It's too late, I didn't make a special soup for you, so I made this side dish tofu soup."

Qiao Yimo put a small bowl of soup in Mu Qingxun's hand, then sat down on the chair beside him, propped one hand on the dining table, propped his face sideways, and stared at Mu Qingxun's eyes full of Silky tenderness, not greasy, but
Naturally.

"Very good."

Mu Qingxun grabbed Qiao Yimo's hand with her free hand and pinched it in the palm of her hand.

Qiao Yimo lowered her eyes, saw the "rings" on the ring fingers of the two, and couldn't help but curl her mouth. The peace and happiness that filled her heart at this moment was beyond her imagination in the past few years.

"Ah Qing, will we always be like this in the future?"

Qiao Yimo stared at the rings on the ring fingers of the two, and murmured, almost blurting out.

As soon as the words came out, Qiao Yimo was taken aback for a moment, and raised her gaze to meet Mu Qingxun's fixed black eyes.

Qiao Yimo breathed for two seconds, took a breath, frowned slightly, hooked the corners of his mouth, and whispered, "It's nothing."

"meeting."

Mu Qingxun only stared at Qiao Yimo's eyes, and replied concisely and forcefully.

Qiao Yimo blinked and nodded, "Yeah."

"When you're thinking wildly, look at me more, look at Jingyao, we are really by your side, and everything we have now, including happiness, is all real." Mu Qing's voice was mellow, making people feel trust.

Qiao Yimo's frown slowly loosened, and he said with a smile, "You know I'm thinking wildly?"

Mu Qingxuan quietly snorted, ignored her, and ate his food.

Qiao Yimo looked at him with focused and gentle eyes, as if she would never get tired of staring at his face for a lifetime.

Mu Qingxun didn't look at her directly, but she lowered her head and ate, the corners of her thin lips suddenly curled up at a certain moment.

This is the so-called simple happiness!
……

After nearly half a month, Qiao Yimo's written test results for applying for the hospital of traditional Chinese medicine finally came out.

This exam adopts the method of combining the final scores of written test and interview. The written test score accounts for 60.00% of the final interview score, and the interview score accounts for 40.00%.

There were five people who entered the interview. Qiao Yimo entered the interview with the second highest score in the written test, and No.1 in the written test was only two points higher than her, the score of a multiple-choice question.

This result made Qiao Yimo a little depressed, although it was only for a second or two.

Of the five interviewees, only one can be the lucky one in the end.

The score gap between Qiao Yimo and No.1 means that the interview results are particularly important.

Qiao Yimo suddenly became nervous. It was a big matter about whether she could be admitted. Could she not be nervous?

The interview time is one week later on Monday.

Qiao Yimo went to the study room immediately to see if there were any books about the interview guide for traditional Chinese medicine hospitals. In fact, she went there out of luck, but she didn't expect there to be any.

This study is simply a "treasure house"!

So for the next two days, Mu Qingxun, Jing Yao, and Mu Zhixi could always see a wandering woman holding an unknown book dangling in front of their eyes. The realm where the book is still there!
"Sister-in-law, isn't it just a job as a drug supervisor? As for making you so greedy? If your dream is to be a drug supervisor in a hospital, why don't you ask my brother to build a hospital for you? Then you I want to be a drug supervisor.
Doctor or dean, don't you choose? "

Mu Zhixi came out of the study, intending to ask the servant to make a cup of coffee, but as soon as he came out, he saw Qiao Yimo who was "specializing in research" in the living room holding a book, and was immediately convinced and speechless.

"No one's dream is to be a drug supervisor, thank you!"

Joey rolled his eyes.

Mu Zhixi put his hands in his pockets and laughed, "Isn't your dream?"

Qiao Yimo didn't want to talk to him.

"No matter how much theory you cram for a while, there is no practice at all. When it comes to your interview day, you should be ignorant or ignorant."

Mu Zhixi said.

"...Go in!" Qiao Yimo pointed to Mu Zhixi's study without looking up.

Mu Zhixi asked the servant to make coffee, and then looked at Qiao Yimo, Pi said, "Sister-in-law, I suggested the right direction for you in time, if you think I'm pouring cold water on you, it will hurt my heart too much .”

"From your appearance to the present, where are the opinions you gave me besides pouring cold water on me? Where is the direction of effort you pointed out to me?"

"I haven't had time to say it yet."

Mu Zhixi pulled out his hand, and lay lazily on the railing, "Sister-in-law, I didn't mean to provoke the relationship between you and my brother. Since you picked up this broken book to read, I suggested to my brother that he let him read it." Hire a relevant interview expert
Give you remedial lessons or something, is that more effective than reading ten books for you? "

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Isn't this provocation? !

Qiao Yimo raised her eyelids and stared at Mu Zhixi, "Did you mention it to your brother when I started reading?"

Mu Zhixi grinned, showing his big white teeth, "Ah, yes."

"..." It seemed as if a breath was suddenly blocked in his chest.

Joey gritted his teeth secretly, "Your brother should regret recognizing such a white-eyed wolf brother like you!"

Mu Zhixi laughed like a demon king who thinks life is too ordinary and always wants to make trouble.

……

At dinner, at the dinner table, Mu Qingxun always felt that Qiao Yimo was a little different, but she couldn't say exactly what was different.

After dinner, Qiao Yimo led Jing Yao out without saying a word to him.

The corners of Mu Qingxun's mouth were straightened, and she looked at the restaurant door with lowered eyebrows.

Mu Zhixi picked up the napkin at hand and wiped his mouth, then slowly got up, walked leisurely towards the door, stepped out with one leg, and said, "I asked you to hire an interview expert for my sister-in-law, but I don't believe it."

Mu Qingxun, "..."

"I see my sister-in-law's washboard is ready, so I hope you're lucky."

Mu Zhixi's voice sounded like a ghost, coming from outside the restaurant.

Mu Qingxun, "..."

……

Before ten o'clock in the evening, Mu Qingxun left the study and returned to the master bedroom.

Opening the door and going in, I didn't see Qiao Yimo, but the sound of dripping water came from the bathroom.

Mu Qingxun stopped at the door for a few seconds, closed the door, and walked towards the bathroom.

When the door of the bathroom was unscrewed from the outside, Qiao Yimo was standing in the shower room. He had just rinsed the foam off his body with warm water, and was holding the nightgown hanging on the wall.

Hearing the sound, Qiao Yimo suddenly raised one eyebrow and looked towards the door.

Seeing the man who stopped at the door and stared at her with deep and unpredictable black eyes, Qiao Yimo's heartbeat sped up due to some instinctive reaction, the tips of her ears turned red, and it seemed as if she could hear the cold hairs bursting in her ears. tiny sound.

Qiao Yimo took a deep breath secretly, trying not to let herself feel like an inexperienced older sister. She pressed her lips that were pink and moist from the heat of the shower room, calmly took off her nightgown, and wrapped herself up.

Qiao Yimo lowered her eyelids, holding the strap of her nightgown with both hands and "calmly" fastening it, she caught a glimpse of the man striding towards her suddenly from the corner of her eye, like a majestic leopard.

Calm or something, it automatically rolled to the sky in an instant.

Qiao Yimo took two steps back and shrank herself into the corner of the shower room.

Mu Qingxun came over aggressively, with her arms propped on both sides of Qiao Yimo's petite body, her head was lowered, and her face was extremely serious.

Qiao Yimo said that he was severely frightened and accompanied by deep confusion.

Then in the next second, she heard Mu Qingyan say in a hoarse voice, "Zhixi said, have you prepared a washboard?"

WTF?

The expression on Qiao Yimo's face is "What" in capital letters!
"Because I didn't listen to his advice and find you an expert to help you with the interview." Mu Qingxun frowned, her expression unrelenting and solemn.

If he looks at her like this again, she will feel that she is the one who did something wrong!
The corner of Joey Mo's mouth twitched.

"I'll find it for you."

Mu Qingxuan continued.

Qiao Yimo, "..."

Indescribable mood!
I'm especially afraid that he will say pitifully in the next second - don't make me kneel on the washboard!

Brother, you are a big boss in society!
Qiao Yimo took a deep breath, and her mood was so ghostly that she felt that her IQ had been insulted!
(End of this chapter)