cuddling in his arms

Chapter 154
It was already noon when Mo Xiaoli woke up the next day, and there was a breakfast prepared by An Ziqing on the table. During the year she was away, he learned a lot, including cooking.

Just after taking a shower, I received a call from An Ziqing. His voice was very soft on the phone, and someone was talking high-pitched. He seemed to be in a meeting. He asked her, "Wake up?"

Mo Xiaoli nodded, and suddenly realized that he couldn't see it, so she gave a faint 'um', because she just woke up, her voice was lazy and hoarse, like a cat.

"Heat breakfast in the microwave before eating." After saying this, he thought of something and asked, "Do you remember how to use the microwave?"

Mo Xiaoli: "..."

"Why don't you do it and wait for me."

Before Mo Xiaoli could say anything else, the phone had already been hung up. When a beeping sound came from the other end of the phone, Mo Xiaoli stared at the phone for a while, feeling bewildered.

An Ziqing picked up the phone, and when the person who was doing the report analysis looked at him and wanted to ask for his opinion, he found that he was not at all distracted. An Ziqing raised his wrist to look at his watch, and said, "Chen Lin will chair this meeting. I will talk to you in the afternoon. Taihe's contract will be postponed until tomorrow."

After quickly explaining a series of things, he picked up the car keys and went straight to the garage.

When An Ziqing came back, Mo Xiaoli was heating the steamed buns. The fragrant chive and egg steamed buns were turning in the microwave oven, but the aroma was already wafting out. Mo Xiaoli swallowed, and prepared not to heat the buns for 5 minutes, about 3 minutes. It's ok.

Just as she was about to adjust the timer of the microwave oven, An Ziqing came in from outside and asked, "What are you doing?"

Then he pulled her over, "I'll heat it up, you go and sit down."

"Uh, huh?" Mo Xiaoli couldn't react for a long time.

An Ziqing rubbed her head and smiled, "Hey, go sit and wait."

After breakfast was served, An Ziqing picked up a steamed bun with chopsticks, dipped it in vinegar, and handed it to Mo Xiaoli's mouth. Mo Xiaoli was a little embarrassed, er, why did he feel so weird.

"I'll take you to Jiuxi in the afternoon, okay?" An Ziqing put down her chopsticks and said casually, "I'm going to the company. I don't worry about you being home alone."

"Okay." Mo Xiaoli agreed straight away, and she hasn't been back to the place where she grew up for a long time, and I don't know how much it has changed.

Mo Xiaoli was a little strange, her brother Qingqing was already very domineering when she was very young, when did he ask other people's opinions, but in the past few days, every time he made a decision, he would ask her if she was okay?It made her feel very strange. In fact, she was already used to his domineering and self-assessment, and the sudden question made her a little at a loss.

Jiuxi seems to have changed a lot. In Mo Xiaoli's impression, here are still low tile-roofed houses, but there are already tall buildings here. She suddenly wants to know what she has forgotten, even the changes in this place where she grew up. I don't even remember.

The only thing that has not changed in my impression is the smooth and round bluestone pavement under my feet.

Mo Xiaoli loves the feeling of stepping on it very much, as if stepping on the footsteps of his predecessors.

When he arrived at the door of his house, An Ziqing knocked on the door bolt. In Jiuxi, he still knocked habitually instead of ringing the bell. Although the place had been changed long ago, he still maintained his old habit.

The one who opened the door was Aunt Li, she seemed to be a little older, her temples were as white as frost, she was stunned when she saw Mo Xiaoli, and then cried tearfully: "Little girl, are you alright?" ? My wife and I are almost dying of worry, but Ziqing won’t let us see you.”

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Dear friends, there is a power outage at my house tonight. I don’t know when there will be electricity. If I call then, I’ll add a few more chapters. If I don’t call, uh, how about a few more chapters tomorrow?
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