Mo Liancheng as if satisfied, half squat at the edge of the bed, put on socks for her to let her go.

"I asked the kitchen to cook ginger soup and drink more later."

"Ginger soup again?"

Mu Qingqing has a bitter face. She feels that her words and deeds are suppressed by moliancheng today. She is very depressed. Especially when she hears the word "Jiang Tang", she would like to smoke at that time when she told Mo Liancheng that her physiological period is painful and she would like to drink more brown sugar and ginger soup.

Because in those days, she almost had three meals a day and never left. Even if Mo Liancheng was in the company, the housekeeper and servant would do their best to tell Mo Liancheng what she had drunk and what she had not drunk. Then Mo Liancheng's video phone call would come, and she must watch her drink ginger soup.

Those naturally are not simple ginger soup, which contains a lot of medicinal materials, so the taste is definitely not good to drink. Mu Qingqing just congratulated herself that she had finally survived. Now she has to taste the taste that makes her shiver when she thinks about it.

"I don't want to drink it. I'll just take some medicine."

Jumping out of bed, Mu Qingqing decisively chose another more convenient way to avoid suffering. As long as she didn't drink those strange soup, she could do anything.

Mo Liancheng smiles and says nothing.

"That's right. Take this medicine."

Then he picked up the cup of water that seemed to have been on the edge of the bed and the medicine beside it, and handed it to Mu Qingqing.

It's just waiting for her here.

Today, Mu Qingqing was completely defeated by Mo Liancheng. She stared at the white pill for a long time. At the urging of Mo Liancheng, she swallowed the medicine with an extremely painful appearance. She looked at death as if returning home. After drinking half a cup of water with the right temperature, she felt that the bitterness in her throat was washed down a lot.

Although see her this look in the heart feel funny at the same time also have a trace of heartache, but Mo Liancheng in the end relaxed.

He can remember that four years ago, Mu Qingqing was very resistant to taking medicine. After a fever in the rain, he gave her medicine in a daze, and all of them were vomited out, not to mention when she was awake.

Last night, she followed herself to blow the sea breeze for such a long time, and then slept in the car. When he carried her back to the room, he found that her hands and feet were cold, so she prepared these early.

"You're killing me."

Mu Qingqing knows that this is for her good. Even if she didn't like these bitter pills, after four years, she didn't really fear anything. She just felt that it was too dangerous for her to be led by the nose by Mo Liancheng, so she couldn't hold back her temper.

See she seems to be really a little angry, Mo Liancheng is not satisfied.

Mu Qingqing thought that since she had taken the medicine, Mo Liancheng should have let her go. Who knows how stupid she is when she comes downstairs.

"Don't you say I don't have to drink these things after taking the medicine?"

As soon as I entered the restaurant, I could smell the bitter taste mixed with the sweet and greasy taste. Mu Qingqing resisted wholeheartedly.

"This is what I drink."

Mo Liancheng took a fussy look at her, and then sat down on the table.

This is already lunch. Mu Qingqing didn't eat anything last night. Seeing that today's food is more suitable for her, she is in a better mood and has a good time.

However, she paid attention to the fact that Mo Liancheng really drank all the ginger soup and didn't have a drop left before she really put down her heart.

After lunch, the deputy director called to tell her some notes about going to the desert to shoot. Mu Qingqing specially told her what Su Wanqing needed to do for the first time. She made a comparison between them. She went back one by one and took the next script to line up on the balcony.

In order to no longer call Mo Liancheng prick, but she specially wear a layer.

Just looking at Mo Liancheng for a moment, he also brought a cup of coffee to the balcony and asked the servants to send a lot of documents. Mu Qingqing was surprised that Mo Liancheng did not intend to go to the company today.

In spite of her curiosity, she had to get familiar with the scenes in the desert as soon as possible. Therefore, she was not influenced by Molian city. Instead, she focused on the script in her hands.

She was supposed to be the most familiar with the script of qingchengmou. But now, due to the lack of female No. 3 played by Shen Xi, there are some changes in the later scenes. In the desert, her roles of Ye Qingcheng and song Yanshu's Fengjing and Su Wanqing have a very fierce conflict. Among them, a falling circus is the most important one.

If she didn't know the identity of song Yanshu before, she would feel that there was a psychological barrier in such a play. However, she felt that her cooperation with song Yanshu had made a qualitative leap, which should not be difficult.

It's just that song Yanshu is not wrong. Mu Qingqing sometimes has a bad mood for the drama that needs explosive power. Ye Qingcheng, the female leader in desert drama, finds out that the relationship between Feng Jing and ER ye Qingxue is extraordinary. One is calculating her own sister behind her back, and the other is her favorite person in this life. She is extremely distressed, but she still needs to keep Ye Qingcheng's pride You can't fool the past by reading two lines.Mu Qingqing was immersed in the script and frowned fiercely.

"Is it difficult?"

Suddenly, a voice of inquiry came from his ear. In a low voice, he was puzzled. Mu Qingqing subconsciously replied, "everything else is OK, but the emotional part is not easy to grasp."

Her role in qingchengmou is female No.1, and her emotional part is naturally related to song Yanshu.

Seeing that Mu Qingqing is still immersed in her own role in the script, Mo Liancheng can't help but reach out and take the script she is looking at seriously.

"I'm all for you. Is that what you do to me? And my sister, who is related by blood? "

After reading a line, Mo Liancheng looked through two pages and saw that there were quite a lot of rival plays between the roles of Mu Qingqing and song Yanshu. When he turned another page, he saw that there was a scene of hugging. His face suddenly changed.

Mu Qingqing originally planned to snatch the script back at the first time. However, when she heard Mo Liancheng read two lines, she suddenly realized that she could not replace the script with her own understanding.

"Moliancheng, what do you think of these scenes?"

She immediately took Mo Liancheng's arm, saw him pick eyebrows, looked at his very stingy words, Mu Qingqing asked again: "what do you think of the entanglement between men and women in the Qing Dynasty?"

The script is still in her own hands. She doesn't want to grab it, but she looks up at herself seriously and expectantly. Although Mo Liancheng is glad that the little fox like woman's attention is finally on him, he is asked two inexplicable questions one after another. He has a bad premonition.