"How come I told you to run for nothing, didn't you want to go by yourself?"

What's more, Zhong Lin asked him to send it in person, which could reflect the reason why Mu Qingqing was so important in his heart. He won the escort of those things that would not necessarily get the good voice of Mu Qingqing to the troupe of Qingcheng plot. There was no process of oppression and coercion.

Zhong Lin felt deeply despised by the president.

"And how can you be regarded as a vain trip? At least she left the chair."

Thinking of this, Mo Liancheng seems to be absolutely Zhong Lin's hard work. He patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile: "those things, you remember to deal with them."

Where have a little scruples to Zhong Lin, formerly invincible, but now such a fragile heart.

Because it was the last scene in the shed, Mu Qingqing shot it very late. She habitually picked up her mobile phone and wanted to ask Mo Liancheng to send her driver to pick her up. Suddenly, it occurred to her that the man had never been seen in the Mo house again.

Even when she arrived at the studio this morning, it was sent by moliancheng.

Out of the set, Mu Qingqing almost saw the car she was familiar with.

It's not very high-profile, but she can't ignore it. Subconsciously, she walks over and the window just stops in front of the car, giving Mu Qingqing the illusion that Mo Liancheng has been watching her come.

"Stupid?"

Seeing her seems to be a little distracted, Mo Liancheng thought it was too busy today, too tired, so he asked.

"You're stupid."

Mo Liancheng used to have a bad tongue. Mu Qingqing remembers that when he first joined the Mohist school, he really didn't get along with him. When they disliked each other more, they were more likely to dislike each other. However, what he did now is that he always gave her the feeling of being spoiled.

Deeply felt that he was simply under abuse, Mu Qingqing a face of horror into the car.

Mo Liancheng carefully tied the safety belt for her, while touching her forehead and palm.

This is the habit of moliancheng these days. Mu Qingqing knows it, but doesn't stop it.

"The day after tomorrow, I'm going to shoot a new plot in the desert. Take me to buy some clothes suitable for that kind of place."

She has been sleeping too much at home these days, and she doesn't want to ask moliancheng to have a reason to upset her, so mu Qingqing suggests.

Mo Liancheng looked at her, there was no objection and no promise.

"If you don't like it, I can go alone."

She knew that Mo Liancheng didn't like to go to shopping malls where there were so many people. Moreover, he walked outside with his face blatantly. She was afraid that he would cause her a lot of trouble. Mu Qingqing changed her mouth sincerely.

Mo Liancheng still did not speak, but stopped outside her favorite K.W. mall.

It's not that I didn't take her to the mall under Mohr's banner. I came here for a reason.

Mu Qingqing still remembers wearing sunglasses and getting out of the car, she plans to go in. Who knows the sound of closing the door behind her, she turns to see that Mo Liancheng gets off the car as well.

"You don't like this..."

"I'll be with you."

Mo Liancheng didn't explain why he suddenly wanted to accompany Mu Qingqing. He felt that the sunglasses on her face were somewhat eye-catching, so he reached out and took them off.

"What are you afraid of when you are with me?"

Mu Qingqing didn't know how to answer such a rhetorical question.

It's because I'm with him, so I have to be careful, isn't it?

Mu Qingqing is not a patient person. She even doesn't like to do shopping. She goes straight to the store she wants. She plans to buy some clothes suitable for wearing in the desert.

Give them to her

Who knows that Mo Liancheng seems to come to his own home as seriously as possible, pointing to a row of several skirts to let people take to their own test.

"I don't want to. It's too much trouble trying these things."

Mu Qingqing has her own persistence.

"Then pick a few of your favorites and try at least one. I'd like to have a look."

He insisted on this evening. Mu Qingqing had to choose a black-and-white symmetrical Knee Skirt and went into the fitting room.

Who expected Mo Liancheng not to wait outside, unexpectedly also came in together.

"You are crazy in Molian city. Go out quickly."

Mu Qingqing realized that Mo Liancheng was not right. He had always acted in a proper manner. Although there were few people in Jiangcheng who could have the qualification to do what he wanted, Mo Liancheng never behaved like Jitang.

See she drives oneself, Mo Liancheng tiny hook lip pointed to the skirt on her hand.

"Do you think you can wear this dress yourself?"

Mu Qingqing didn't pay attention to the selection just now. She only looked at the color and style, so she took it in directly. Mo Liancheng said so. She immediately took a close look at her skirt and found that the bandage design was behind her.

"Even if it's like this, I can ask the staff here for help. In short, you go out first."Mu Qingqing reaches out and pushes Mo Liancheng. If she really asks him to help her dress here, she won't have to go out to meet people.

"Don't worry, I haven't seen that part of you? What's shy in front of me? "

Is this human language?

"I won't change it if you don't go out."

The face of Mu Qingqing, who had been tough for a while, was full of refusals.

"All right."

Think Mo Liancheng is agreed, who knows after he said, just back a few steps, back to her.

"Molian city!"

Mu Qingqing thinks that he is likely to revenge himself for not accepting the simple small kitchen, so he is such a rogue.

"Wait a minute. I'm going to ask the staff here to help. Isn't it strange that you're here?"

"I'll help you."

Mo Liancheng didn't mean to ask other people to help her from the beginning. He was the only one to do such private things, even if the employees here were women.

It seems that some people understand the meaning of Mo Liancheng's words, and Mu Qingqing also knows that most of the things he wants to insist on can't be changed, so he no longer persuades them.

Mo Liancheng turned her back to her, and heard the sound of her clothes off her back. Her eyes were a little deeper, but there was no change on her face. Mu Qingqing took the time to look at him, but her back was facing her, so she was relieved to change the skirt.

Her eyes can never be wrong. Mu Qingqing is one of the few who knows what she is suitable for. Therefore, she thinks that the skirt is not bad. She reaches out and can't tie the bandage behind her by herself. She coughs.

In the small space, Mo Liancheng turns to see Mu Qingqing. Something is brewing in his eyes. He goes to Mu Qingqing's back. Instead of tying up the bandage, he hugs her from behind.

When Mu Qingqing seldom feels the tenderness of Mo Liancheng, she can't help but want to turn back, but she is stopped by Mo Liancheng.