"Your idea is right. If you want to live, you need to live with familiar people, so you really don't think about me?"

"No consideration!"

Mu Shenrong sighed in silence: "OK, then I'll make dinner for you. You can have a drink of water and rest first."

Fu ran turned on the TV with a sound. When he changed the channel, he just changed to a news channel, which was broadcasting the news about Qiu Mian's fall.

"According to the latest news of our station --"

the host broadcast the latest information about Qiu Mianzhi. Fu ran was shocked to hear that Qiu Mianzhi was so brave that he dared to sell cultural relics. Fortunately, the police found out in time, so they stopped these smuggled cultural relics in time. If later, these precious national treasures I'm afraid it's going to be exiled.

As for Qiu Mianzhi's sentence, we need to wait for the court to hold a court session before we know it. Just like this, I think the punishment will be very heavy.

Fu ran was so absorbed in watching that she didn't even hear Mu Shenrong call herself many times. Until Mu Shenrong picked up the remote control and turned off the TV, it was dark in front of her eyes. She looked up and saw the person beside the TV: "how did it turn off?"

"I'm going to eat with you, miss. You have no response after calling you so many times. You can only turn it off. And you're almost there. Hurry to eat."

Fu ran said, when he came to the table, Mu Shenrong had prepared four dishes and one soup. They were all the dishes she liked. They were really good men for home.

Seeing Fu Ran's smile, Mu Shenrong seemed to be happier than his own: "you are slower, and no one is competing with you."

"It's a compliment to you, you know. If I eat slowly, you must doubt that what I've made is not delicious."

"Well, then I want to thank you."

Mu Shenrong immediately put his face in front of Fu ran: "if you want to thank me, you can do something else."

Fu ran stared at his bright eyes, obviously signifying something, and couldn't help laughing: "such as this?" After that, she leaned over and kissed Mu Shenrong's face. She had just eaten a piece of flesh and blood, a mouthful of oil, which was instantly printed on Mu Shenrong's face. All she saw was greasy. The taste of Mu Shenrong was just more complicated.

"How are you, satisfied?"

"Satisfied, very satisfied, I won't wipe this lip print. Let it stay like this. When I go out later, people ask me what's wrong with my face, and I say it's the mark of love left by my girlfriend. They must envy me to death."

Fu ran looked at him and said, "you are disgusted."

"I'm sure I like what you left for me."

"Less meat and hemp, hurry to eat your meal."

"Well, I have to go back to work overtime after eating. You're all right."

Fu ran surprised: "of course, there is no problem. I am not a three-year-old mentally handicapped."

"You seem to want me to go quickly." Mu Shenrong looks disappointed.

Fu ran also felt that he was too proud to smile carelessly. He quickly restrained his smile and said with a smile: "no, I just don't want you to delay your work. Eat it, eat it quickly."

Mingming laughs so happily. He is like a successful fox. He has to pretend that nothing has happened. Murshenrong's spoiled smile: "or you can accompany me to work overtime. After that, I'll take you to have supper and send you back."

"No, I still have work to do. You also work overtime. What am I going to do? Go by myself."

"All right." Mu Shenrong didn't force her either. After she finished eating, she stood up and cleaned the table.

Fu ran said, "Hey, don't move. Go and sit down. I'll take the rest."

Mu Shenrong picked up his eyebrows and walked towards the sofa. Seeing Fu ran carry the bowl in, he sat there with his legs crossed: "Fu ran, do you know what I want now?"

"What."

"I just came up with a saying: it's not tired to work with men and women. You can see how well we cooperate. Actually, I really think you should consider letting me live in. Other people are not so in tune with you."

“……” Without speaking, Fu ran turned to the kitchen.

Mu Shenrong was stunned and immediately beamed. Fu ran must have contradicted him violently before, but today she didn't say anything and was silent. Does that mean that she actually began to agree with him?

What a landmark victory.

Fu ran stood in front of the sink to wash dishes. He was in a trance. Suddenly, he had more hands around his waist and surrounded her waist with some drums. As soon as he looked up, he saw a man's chin on his shoulder reflected from the opposite window.

"What are you doing? Want to wash dishes? OK, I'll give you the seat. "

Mu Shenrong tightens her hands tightly, and at the same time, she kisses her earlobes and touches her breath.

Fu ran felt that he was in a hurry. "Mu Shenrong, don't mess with me."

……

When Mu Shenrong let go of her, Fu ran only felt that his face was bloodstained. The whole man was redder than the cooked shrimp, and his head was about to drop to his chin.Mu Shenrong rubbed her black hair: "really please consider my suggestion just now. No one is more suitable than me and you, isn't it? Well, I'm leaving."

This bastard!

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Fu ran finally broke away from the bottom of his feet, holding the edge of the pool with his hands. It seems that his breath and warmth are still left in his ears

Fu ran held his knee on the sofa for a long time, but nothing happened. She and Mu Shenrong Finally, her lips slowly overflowed a lot of laughter, is really together.

In fact, obedience is much simpler than disobedience.

After thinking about this, she looked at the time and jumped up from the sofa at once. My God, she sat in a daze for such a long time. She had a lot of things to do.

Sitting on the desk and finishing processing the data to be used tomorrow, Fu ran stretches his back and looks at the next time. It's almost 11 o'clock. He picks up the cell phone which has been put aside for a while and looks at it. He finds that Mu Shenrong sent a self portrait photo at 10 o'clock. He also said that a person who works overtime is good at chatting, hungry, and wants to have a night snack

He didn't say it was OK. Fu ran felt her stomach growling. She thought about it, got up from the chair, and went out with her coat.

Fu Ran has always been a good standard baby, never late or leave early. Apart from Lin Lao's passing away and taking a few days off, he has never taken any more leave.

People like her have to worry about not asking for leave and not coming to work.

Xia Yi also came to ask several times: "Zhao Ting, do you know what happened to Fu ran? How come she hasn't come yet? I can wait for the information in her hand to use urgently."