Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan stretching with a smile and asked softly: "Qingluan is tired?"
"Isn't that right?" Su Qingluan rolled her eyes angrily, "Since I only had a little breakfast in the morning, I haven't eaten anything and only drank a little sugar and salt water for rehydration."
Su Qingluan once gave Amway Sugar Salt Salt to Mu Xingzhi, and originally wanted him to promote it, but it is obvious that sugar and salt are still too valuable in this era and are not suitable for large-scale promotion. But Mu Xingzhi still knew about this strange-tasting but really useful drink.
Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan and teased: "It turns out Qingluan is hungry. There are wedding cakes on the table over there." The so-called "wedding cakes" are the auspicious cakes used in the new house. It's so delicious, it's just a lucky draw, "so there's no need to rush to look for those peanuts and lotus seeds in the quilt."
Su Qingluan was shocked: Could it be that this guy has some ability to predict the future, or does he have clairvoyance? How did he know what he had done?
In fact, Mu Xingzhi said that the place where the wedding cake was placed was very conspicuous, just on the table. However, it was covered with red cloth. Su Qingluan didn't know what was inside, and she was afraid that if she moved the things inside, it would mess up and expose her flaws, so she didn't dare to move too much. She never thought that she would be seen through at a glance.
Mu Xingzhi saw that Su Qingluan looked like he had been exposed but didn't want to admit it. His smile deepened and he reached out his hand to gently brush the corner of Su Qingluan's mouth. When Su Qingluan didn't reply, Mu Xingzhi smiled a little deeper. When God came, he handed the thing in his hand to Su Qingqing.
Su Qingluan looked down at the slender but white fingers, which were stained with a little bit of peanut shell debris that could only be seen clearly at a close distance.
The "evidence" was conclusive. Su Qingluan finally seemed to be a person who had been caught doing bad things. She lowered her face and nodded: "Okay, I admit that I ate a little bit." She stretched out her index finger and thumb and gestured. A very small distance showed that she really ate very little, "Who made me so hungry?"
Anyway, the "crime" had been exposed, Su Qingluan simply stood up, went to take a piece of wedding cake stuffed with jujube paste from the position mentioned by Mu Xingzhi, looked at Mu Xingzhi, who was still sitting in the wheelchair, and put the The jujube wedding cake was divided into two parts in the middle. After thinking about it, he kept the larger half for himself and handed the remaining piece to Mu Xingzhi.
"Are you hungry too? Do you want to eat something?"
Mu Xingzhi looked at the piece of wedding cake handed over by Su Qingluan with a half-smile, then took it after a moment and ate it slowly.
Su Qingluan sat aside and looked at Mu Xingzhi - as expected, no matter what he eats, this guy always eats in such a slow and leisurely manner, and he doesn't leave any residue on his lips! What exactly is the technology?
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan asked. Mu Xingzhi turned to look at her: "Qingluan wants to learn?"
"...Is it difficult to learn?" For the sake of caution, Su Qingluan did not answer the question immediately, but asked rhetorically.
It’s no wonder that she asked many times. In fact, she has watched many film and television works in her previous life. Whether it is "So-and-so Princess" or "So-and-so Today", there are more or less scenes about learning rules. Those scenes cannot be said to be intolerable. Looking directly at it, it was at least miserable.
Mu Xingzhi looked at Su Qingluan and slowly finished chewing the last bite of pastry before saying slowly: "It takes years of practice. I wonder what Qingluan wants?"
Sure enough... Su Qingluan's mouth twitched.
Anyway, learning the rules is definitely not a good job, but...
"Do I need to learn? Can the price be increased if I learn?" Su Qingluan's eyes suddenly became extra bright.
Mu Xingzhi was stunned for a moment, and then he chuckled, probably because his laughter was a little rapid. He couldn't help but cough, and could only cover his mouth and nose with his hands.
Su Qingluan was afraid that he would choke after eating, so he hurriedly searched the room for something to drink.
Fortunately, there was a teapot and teacup on the table, but there was no tea in it, only cold water. Fortunately, it's still late summer or early autumn and the weather isn't cold, so it doesn't matter if you drink some.
"Here, drink some Shunshunqi." Su Qingluan handed over a bowl of water, "Do you need to call Uncle Song?"
Mu Xingzhi shook his head: "There are still many villagers outside to help, and Songbo is responsible for greeting them." Xiniang, the band and handymen who helped greet them inside and outside were all organized by the villagers to help, although everyone It was voluntary. As the head of the family, Mu Xingzhi couldn't really say nothing, so Songbo should be busy outside now.
Su Qingluan listened to the noisy voices in the yard and nodded to express his understanding.
"What's more..." the man said with a half-smile, "On their wedding night, why was Qingluan so confused and looking for another man?"
The corner of Su Qingluan's mouth twitched, and she patted Mu Xingzhi's shoulder angrily: "Why are you so fat and out of breath?" As she got closer, she remembered Mu Xingzhi's face that she had almost forgotten just now. , "I...can I ask you a question? About your face..."
Su Qingluan did not continue, but looked at Mu Xingzhi.
She has always had a subtle caution, not in terms of etiquette, but in terms of "bottom-line topics" - if there is the slightest sign that it is unsafe for her to get involved in a certain topic, Su Qingluan will definitely turn around and leave immediately, even if she finds out Pretending not to know anything about any doubts.
So what she left unfinished in the second half of the sentence was equivalent to a test. If Mu Xingzhi's expression or other body language indicated that she couldn't touch the topic, Su Qingluan would just let it go.
Mu Xingzhi did not answer whether she could ask or not, but pushed the wheelchair to the screen in the room, where there was a washbasin with half a basin of water in it.
Su Qingluan had already noticed the washbasin when she "explored" the house before, and even noticed Gong Tong behind the screen, but all her attention was on "finding food" at that time, and she didn't pay much attention. On this humble piece of furniture.
Thinking about it now, Gong Tong can still make sense, but why is there a basin of water here? Generally speaking, some people may wash their face before going to bed, but is this face wash usually prepared in advance?
It looks as if...as if...this basin of water may be used at any time...
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan saw Mu Xingzhi roll the wheelchair next to the washstand, twist a towel and put it on his face.
"Are you... ready to wash your face and rest?" Su Qingluan looked at the time: the sky was completely dark, and the sounds of people outside were getting farther and farther away, as if everyone was going back one after another. But if you want to rest now, there is only one bed here...
When Su Qingluan was struggling, he saw Mu Xingzhi take out something like an acquaintance needle from somewhere - but this needle was very slender, almost as long as an adult's hand. He fiddled a little with the wing of his nose near his eyelids.
Just when Su Qingluan was about to ask her what she was doing, she saw something like an almost transparent film being peeled off Mu Xingzhi's face!
