"Can leisurely things be stored here for the time being. I plan to take time to clean up the houses in the old district and then take away the boxes." Although Mu Qingqing looks nothing at this moment and her tone of voice is normal, Mo Liancheng can see at a glance that Mu Qingqing has just cried with a touch of cyan.

He is very clear about the relationship between mu Qingqing and ye Youran. If the most important person in Mu Qingqing's heart in the world, ye Youran is definitely the first.

Put down the teacup in his hand, Mo Liancheng nodded without hesitation, "of course, this is always your home. You can put it as long as you want."

Mu Qingqing's heart is tight, in the face of this sudden confession, she was inexplicably put on guard.

"Come with me!" Mo Liancheng saw Mu Qingqing always depressed face, took her hand and went to the backyard. The strength of ink and ink, which has grown up a little bit, is better than before. It is probably because of the careful care of Mohist school that she is very energetic. She always follows Mu Qingqing's feet and rubs around her legs. She is very intimate.

"What are you doing?" Mu Qingqing had planned to leave, but there was no extra energy and mood to accompany Mo Liancheng in "Tai Chi".

As soon as the words fell, Mu Qingqing was stunned. The back garden of Mohist school was decorated into a galaxy of stars. All the places that could be decorated were covered with goose yellow small colored lights, just like the restaurant in the alley today. No, it was more and brighter than there. It was like the stars all over the sky gathered together.

I remember that when I was having dinner in the afternoon, Mu Qingqing sighed with regret, "if you come here at night, it must be very beautiful. I like this kind of small colored lights strung in strings It's like the stars in the sky... "

In order to make Mu Qingqing happy, moliancheng used the time of more than an hour to decorate the garden simply and roughly. The central idea he helped was to make it look like stars all over the sky.

Time is tight and the task is heavy. Fortunately, moliancheng has money and is willing to spend money. Therefore, in just one hour, he not only bought a large number of colored lights, but also arranged all of them into a sea of lights.

"I hope you don't leave any regrets in your future life. You should do what you want to do and see the scenery you want to see." Mo Liancheng's face is sincere, and his voice is soft and gloomy like magnetism, which disperses in the cold wind just entering the night, and tightly envelops Mu Qingqing's body.

The pupil adapted to the darkness, but brought a glimmer of starlight. Mu Qingqing suppressed the choking in his throat and laughed happily, "is this all arranged by you?"

"Of course, the good thing is that Butler Tang has put away the decorations used in the previous party. Otherwise, I really don't know where to find this kind of thing in such a short time." Mo Liancheng said, but clearly with a trace of satisfaction.

"It's twisted and ugly!" Mu Qingqing sucked her nose and broke it into a smile.

"Hello, how can you be moved?" Mo Liancheng gives Mu Qingqing a look, and then deliberately faces the ink at his feet and takes the opportunity to tease Mu Qingqing.

"Mo Mo, look how hard your mother is to serve you. It's far from you!"

Mu Qingqing leaned down to hold Mo in his arms, turned and bowed his head and said, "look at your father, how bad your mouth is. It's really hard for you to have such a father!"

"You..." Mo Liancheng pretends to be angry, so he plays with Mu Qingqing in the yard. The laughter of the two people climbed over the half height wall and fell into Su Wanqing's ears.

Su Wanqing pulled down the brim of her hat and wore a black mask on her face. She had come to find moliancheng, but she didn't expect to hear Mu Qingqing's voice outside the yard. Immediately angry, the heart of jealousy like a wild animal, in the heart of the random collision, almost driven people crazy.

"Your family is very happy, but I've become a person without people, ghosts or ghosts. I'll make you look good, Mu Qingqing!" Su Wanqing clenched the palm of her hand until the blood seeped into her fingernails, still unconscious.

Two days later, the Federation of Jiangcheng Star public welfare organizations launched an activity, using the way of meeting to sign and take photos to raise money to donate to the disaster area. As an image ambassador of Jiangcheng's public welfare activities, Mu Qingqing will not be absent from such activities. He can help others to put gold on their faces. Why not.

A lot of fans came to the scene, and many stars also came. Fans from all walks of life kept screaming with lights and banners. Of course, there were also many fans of Mu Qingqing. However, compared with other artists who are good at business, the number of Mu Qingqing's fans is not as good as that of other artists who are good at business. In addition, Mu Qingqing is not popular in this respect because of her straight personality.

So, the camp here is a little bit cold.

"Sister Qingqing, I've heard that the brokerage companies of artists in this kind of activity usually pay them to find some fake fans to warm up the scene and create atmosphere. I knew we should do the same!" Looking at the other camp, he couldn't help but mutter.

"Why don't you learn it well?" Cheng Xi stretched out his hand and stabbed Ke Rou's forehead. Is that the blame.

However, Mu Qingqing was so happy that she felt at ease. She was not affected by the atmosphere at all. Instead, she said slowly, "if you do that, what's the point of fundraising..."Just then, a pretty girl, who looked like a teenager, threw a ten dollar bill into the donation box, and then walked up to Mu Qingqing. Her big eyes flickered and she looked very clear.

"Little sister, do you want to sign or take a picture?" Mu Qingqing gets up and puts out his hand like a pet, pinches your little girl's tender and smooth face and laughs. She has always been fond of children, especially since she lost her child, she has released a kind of motherhood inexplicably.

"Murong young girl shook her head and gave you a bottle of fruit juice, which is very hard for you to drink

Mu Qingqing was very happy. The smile on her face became gentle. She put out her hand to wipe the little girl's head and said, "thank you, but my sister is not hard. I'll leave the juice for you to drink, darling."

"No, sister, you must take it. I gave it to you!" The girl said without expression and insisted on pushing the juice bottle into Mu Qingqing's arms.

Seeing this, Mu Qingqing insisted on taking the juice bottle and rubbing the little girl's face. "Thank you, then. Did you come alone, dad and mom?"

"Remember to drink it!" The little girl did not answer Mu Qingqing's question, but turned and ran away from the meeting hall and disappeared in the crowd.

"Why are so young children watching gongdouzhai opera now?" When she comes to the kindergarten, she shakes her head and laughs.