Seeing the "Jasmine Flower", Lu Yuchuan paused for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes to look at her and said, "Is this?"

"This painting was written by my father, Mr. Mu Huaian." Mu Qian explained calmly, "My father likes to use flowers to describe people, especially beauty. For example, my mother, Ms. Rong Qingzi, likes to use peonies to represent her. Every peony he paints is love for her."

Hearing this, Lu Yuchuan seemed to realize something, and his eyes narrowed when he fell on the "Jasmine Flower" again.

"And he made this jasmine flower for Ms. Sheng Lin." Mu Qian continued, "At that time, Ms. Sheng Lin lived alone in Huai City with me, and unexpectedly met my father again. They grew up together, and their love was naturally extraordinary. My father drew this painting for her, because in his heart, Ms. Sheng Lin was like a jasmine flower, gentle and fresh, pure and flawless."

Lu Yuchuan reached out and picked up the "Jasmine Flower", held it in his hand, and stared at it carefully.

After a long time, he finally spoke again: "Mr. Mu's painting skills are indeed extraordinary."

Mu Qian did not respond to his question, but said, "You were injured in order to save me, so I have been thinking about how to repay you? After thinking about it, I will give you this "Jasmine Flower". I think you shouldn't refuse, right?"

Lu Yuchuan's eyes remained on the painting for a long time, and in the quietness, it seemed that he felt affection again.

"Of course I won't refuse." Lu Yuchuan said, "How could I refuse anything related to your mother?"

After saying this, his eyes fell on Mu Qian's face again.

But Mu Qian seemed to not understand what he meant. He pulled the corners of his mouth slightly and said, "Since you accepted it, we will be cleared up. Say goodbye."

After saying this, Mu Qian turned around and was about to leave.

"I'm very happy to give this painting to me," said Lu Yuchuan, "But I accepted it, it doesn't mean that we are both Qing."

"What else do you want?" Mu Qian suddenly turned his head and spoke in a bad tone.

Lu Yuchuan smiled slightly and said, "Don't forget, if you hadn't saved me this time, I might have been no longer alive. Qianqian, I will save you once, and you will give me this painting back to me, then what will you save me this time? What should I give back to you?"

"No need." Mu Qian said, "Save you, it's just a matter of convenience. If it were any stranger, I would save you. Because this matter is irrelevant to me, I can't afford the word "Thank you."

"It doesn't matter to you, how do you calculate it to me?" Lu Yuchuan said, "After all, it's a life-saving grace."

"Okay." Mu Qian suddenly nodded and said, "Then I'll make a request. If you do it, you will repay my life-saving grace. Don't show up in front of me again in the future, okay?"

After saying this, Mu Qian turned around and left.

"Qianqian!"

Lu Yuchuan immediately stood up, as if trying to keep her, but Mu Qian had already walked downstairs, and Lu Yuchuan had to follow.

Mu Qian went downstairs without looking back and was about to go out straight when he suddenly heard a somewhat difficult sound from behind: "Qianqian..."

Mu Qian suddenly turned around and saw Lu Yuchuan in the middle of the stairs, lying on the handrail, pressing his heart with a pale face, but his eyes still fell on her, trying to walk down.

Seeing this, Mu Qian paused suddenly, then turned around and returned to him, stretched out his hand to support him, "How are you?"

However, Lu Yuchuan held her hand and held it tightly in the palm of his hand.

"You--" Mu Qian realized that his discomfort seemed to be half true and half false, and immediately became angry.

"Qianqian." Lu Yuchuan still held her tightly. After a while, he spoke, "Dad used to do a lot of wrong things. If you forgive Dad, Dad will correct it in the future, okay?"

Hearing this sentence, Mu Qian seemed stunned, then shook her head and said confidently: "You can't change."

"For you and Yuanyuan, dad can change it." Lu Yuchuan said, "I will do what I say."

Mu Qian sneered and said, "You can just say it and do it, it depends on whether I believe it or not."

After saying this, Mu Qian finally pulled back his hand and turned around and left here.

The rest of Lu and Chuan were sitting alone on the stairs, looking at her leaving back, closed her eyes, exhaled slightly, and when they opened their eyes, a smile appeared on the corner of their lips.

After all, she had his father in her heart.

In this case, his father should indeed do something.

...

That night, Mu Qian waited for Huo Jinxi until nearly 12 o'clock, and Huo Jinxi finally returned home.

This point had already passed the latest sleep time set by Huo Jinxi for her, so Huo Jinxi pushed the door and walked into the room. When she saw Mu Qian lying on the bed to watch a movie, her face instantly became sank.

"What time is it?" Huo Jinxi asked in a cool tone.

Mu Qian curled his lips, "Yes, what time is it? You ask yourself, you're back at this point, where have you been fooling around?"

Huo Jinxi glanced at her, took off her coat and said, "Go to bed quickly, I don't want to see you still have your eyes open after taking a shower."

Mu Qian rolled her eyes, "I think you hope I will never open my eyes!"

"You'll try talking nonsense?" Huo Jinxi said lightly.

Mu Qian immediately fell back to the bed with a loud bang, closed her eyes and pretended to be dead.

Huo Jinxi then turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Half an hour later, when Huo Jinxi finished taking a shower and walked out of the bathroom, she saw Mu Qian half lying on the bed again. This time, she not only opened her eyes, but also lifted the quilt, revealing her two slender, snow-white legs.

Huo Jinxi's eyes suddenly became dark, and then he walked up and pulled the quilt without saying a word to cover her.

He covered it and Mu Qian lifted it up again.

Mu Qian lifted it up and he covered it again.

This action was repeated for several rounds, and Huo Jinxi finally raised her eyes and looked at her, "What are you doing?"

Mu Qian frowned aggrievedly, "I'm in a bad mood, I want you to accompany me."

"I'm with you every night."

"Not enough." Mu Qian stretched out his hand to hug him, raised his legs and rubbed him, "I want to comfort me."

Huo Jinxi didn't dare to touch her. After being entangled and made trouble by Mu Qian, she was overwhelmed on the bed.

"Hehe." Mu Qian lay on him, lowered her head and looked at him, "Let's try..."

"No." When Huo Jinxi spoke again, his voice was already a little hoarse.

Mu Qian could clearly hear it, "You obviously want it too!"

"No." Huo Jinxi still refused harshly.
Chapter completed!