Black-bellied president, love is too much!

Chapter 257 Mu Ziyuan is also allergic to papaya? (two)

When Xia Haiqing heard this string of numbers, the first thing that popped into her mind was a date. She stared at Mu Ziyuan's right hand for a moment.

Mu Ziyuan couldn't get her response for a long time, so he grabbed the card in the palm of his hand, squeezed her chin, forced her to look up, and joked.

"What are you thinking, so engrossed, are you moved by my act of handing over all my financial resources? ... If you feel moved, just follow me, don't think about anything, just trust me and put me in your heart The location is good."

Xia Haiqing looked at him, his eyes blurred for a moment, and he withdrew his emotions.

After five years, she couldn't help being very sensitive about Zhou Xingchen's affairs.

For example... the number 120612, the first thing she thought of was June 12, 6 - the date of Zhou Xingchen's car accident.

But there were some things that Xia Haiqing didn't think it was suitable to say to Mu Ziyuan, nor did she want to share with Mu Ziyuan the guilt and feelings hidden deep in her heart.

So she glanced at the broken handcuffs on Mu Ziyuan's wrist, and instead of answering, she changed the subject, pretending to be relaxed and asking:

"When did you tear off the handcuffs?"

Speaking of handcuffs, Mu Ziyuan remembered what happened last night, his face darkened, and he snorted coldly: "Xia Haiqing, I will settle with you tonight about what happened last night."

After finishing speaking, he stuffed the two cards into Xia Haiqing's hand, turned around and went into the bathroom, took a shower and changed clothes.

Xia Haiqing took a sip of water from the water glass, walked to the coffee table, put the water glass on the table, picked up Mu Ziyuan's wallet, and put the two cards that Mu Ziyuan gave her back into it.

As for money, it is more practical to spend on your own.

She didn't want to become passive because of money.

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Xia Haiqing went into the cloakroom, intending to take a set of clothes and go outside to take a shower and change.

The living room-sized cloakroom in Mu Ziyuan's ordinary residence has been redecorated. The color of the walls has changed from the gray and white theme that men like to the pink ribbon that girls like.

To maximize the use of space, each wall is made into a European-style wardrobe, and the full-length mirror is replaced with a square column, which is placed in the middle, and people can be seen on all sides.

The clothes inside are colorful, and there are four walls in the wardrobe. Her clothes alone are placed on two walls. On the other two sides, one is Mu Ziyuan's clothes, and the other is where Xia Haiqing's bags and shoes are placed.

Clothes, bags, and shoes are all the latest styles of the season's fashion show that Mu Ziyuan asked to buy for her.

Xia Haiqing's fingers flicked back and forth among these beautiful costumes, which were as beautiful as wedding dresses from heaven, and her heart became extremely soft.

Before she knew it, she had already occupied three quarters of Mu Ziyuan's living space... It seemed so intimate.

If one day, she wants to pull away in his space, will they get used to each other...

Thinking of this, Xia Haiqing felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.

She shook her head, forcing herself not to think about it, and took a light blue loose shirt and a blue simple high-waist skirt from the hanger, and a pair of crystal blue skirts from the shoe cabinet. High heels, out of the cloakroom, into the outer bathroom.

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After Mu Ziyuan took a shower, he went into the cloakroom to get a black suit and an indigo shirt. He stood in front of the full-length mirror to change clothes.

Just after taking a shower, his handsome face is clean and comfortable, his short hair is tousled by a towel but exudes a different kind of charm, the simple actions of dressing and buttoning buttons, on his slender and beautiful fingertips, are like a kind of art , Moving clouds are like water, smooth and handsome.

After getting dressed, he started picking out his tie at the tie hook.

With a light hook on his fingertips, he skillfully took off a black blue tie. Mu Ziyuan turned up the collar of his shirt, bypassed the tie, quickly tied it, turned down the collar, changed into a pair of black lace-up shoes, and put it on. , went out.

There was no one in the bedroom, and his wallet was not where it was just now, and it seemed to have been moved.

Mu Ziyuan frowned and thought for a while, then turned around and walked over, picked up the wallet, and opened it to check.

Sure enough... The woman actually returned the bank card to him.

Mu Ziyuan frowned, and pulled out the card. He walked into the bag that Xia Haiqing carried yesterday, opened it, and took out her wallet from inside.

(End of this chapter)