Go and wash? Don't like her smell?

Could it be that she knew what she had done with Qin Mei just now?

It's impossible, so dark, so far away, it shouldn't be visible.

Muttering in his heart, Mu Changqing still got out of bed and went to clean his body.

He forgot that he could smell the smell on his nose.

After these days of irrigation, Hua Ji's pungent smell is naturally very familiar, but it was only because the Mu Changqing authorities had no idea.

I quickly washed it and couldn't wait to get on the bed.

But after exercising for a while, Qin Mei's appearance appeared in Mu Changqing's mind from time to time.

Then he would subconsciously compare with the Hua Ji who was galloping on his body.

It's over!

I really got it to her!

This really reminds me of her when I was sleeping together.

The main reason is that the scene just now was too exciting, and Mu Changqing could not think a lot.

A night of wind and chic passes slowly with the quiet night wind.

The next morning.

When I woke up slowly, the shadow of Hua Ji was gone beside me.

After washing up, Mu Changqing left the door and saw that breakfast was ready on the table in front of the room.

I was afraid of being cold and I was buckled with a white porcelain bowl.

Hua Ji's thoughtfulness is everywhere.

This is the life of the landlord. I sighed and said, Mu Changqing was sitting at the table and having breakfast leisurely.

After breakfast, I had nothing to do, so I closed the door and walked into the city.

When I passed by Youshui, I caught a glimpse of Qin Mei standing lazily at the door, as if waiting for him.

"Young Master, did you sleep well last night?"

Seeing Mu Changqing coming, Qin Mei walked to him with a smile like spring breeze on her face, and then she spoke, her smile full of urging.

"What do you think?"

He glared at her in anger, and Mu Changqing rolled her eyes.

"Did you think of me last night?"

Qin Mei was still smiling charmingly, and then naturally pulled his arm.

"I think you did it on purpose last night, right?"

The two walked towards the city and Mu Changqing said suspiciously.

"I meant to do it? Why did the young master say this? Didn't you like it when I did it last night?"

Is this a question of whether you like it or not?

He forced himself to give her a thought that his brain was broken, and Mu Changqing stopped responding.

This vixen cannot be treated with common sense, and Mu Changqing may not be able to get a good deal of verbal disputes.

"Why did you think of going to the restaurant today?"

"I haven't been to the restaurant for several days. After all, that's the young master's property, how can I slack off?"

Only if you believe you, there will be a ghost. I curled my lips and kept my pace.

Arrive at Qingfeng Tower.

Qin Mei went to check the accounts for the past few days, while Mu Changqing went to find Liu Youde.

The Legend of Sword and Fairy was successfully concluded yesterday, but the audience has increased in the past few days.

Although there are many restaurants and teahouses in Chang'an City nowadays, after listening to Mu Changqing's words, those novels that used to be pretty good are like chewing wax.

Of course, we have to urge Liu Youde to go to the new market.

He called the servant to send the four treasures of the study, Mu Changqing wrote down the first few chapters of the Stories from a Chinese Studio, and then asked Liu Youde to recite them aside.

Afternoon.

Zhao Ci arrived as promised with his servant.

Mu Changqing handed over several chapters that had been written.

After reading this, this new story naturally made Zhao Ciru get a treasure. The two discussed the details, and Zhao Ci left with satisfaction.

Then he asked Yanbao to work overtime overnight to lay out the major bookstores of Dayan.

Everyone in Qingfeng Building has something to do, but Mu Changqing sat alone in the building and was a little idle.

If Qin Mei hadn't come to him from time to time and say a few words to him, it would have been boring to death.

Just as he was thinking about going out for some fun, Yun Zhixi, the stupid man, came to Qingfeng Tower.

Then he dragged Mu Changqing to the Wenyuan.

"What's the matter? It's so hurry?"

The girl didn't answer, but just walked her calves until she arrived at the gate of the Wenyuan Academy. The girl stopped, then inserted her waist and said panting.

"Bad man, do you know my father?"

Your father? Yunqiao?

"How do I know your father? I heard the title of the president of Lingzun Wen Academy."

"Hey, don't you recognize me?"

The girl tilted her little head and was obviously puzzled, and finally she muttered suspiciously with her wrinkled nose.

"Then why did my father ask me to call you to go home for dinner tonight?"

Um?

Go to your house for dinner?

What is the operation?

It seems that your father and I have no relationship?

Could it be that the Feihua Ling competition, I lend you poems, and he felt dissatisfied and wanted to use this to knock on me?

This is also possible.

But then again, even if Mu Changqing was unwilling to do so, it was difficult for him to refuse the banquet for the President of the Academy of Literature.

It is impossible for ordinary people to receive such treatment.

"It's only after noon. Why did you bring me over so early? Isn't it a dinner?"

After looking at the sun, it was still early to supper, Mu Changqing was a little confused.

"It's Lao Wu who is looking for you."

Hanhan muttered reluctantly.

Old Wu? Could it be Dean Wu Renqiu and Wu?

Good guy, only you dare to call the director of the Poetry Academy Lao Wu.

It is generally known why Wu Renqiu contacted him and Mu Changqing.

It probably is about the abacus.

The restaurant opened last time and promised him to talk about this matter in detail later, but the locust plague has been delayed until now.

I'm afraid Wu Renqiu is anxious.

After thinking for a while, Mu Changqing nodded and the two walked towards the yard.

As soon as he arrived in front of the Poetry Academy, Wu Renqiu's laughter had already come, and then the group walked out of the courtyard.

"Young Master Mu, I haven't seen you for a long time, so don't be fine."

Wu Renqiu said with a smile.

"Haha, how are Dean Wu doing lately?"

Mu Changqing also hurriedly bowed.

"It's good to bother Mr. Mu and worry about me."

"By the way, let me introduce it to you."

As he said that, Wu Renqiu introduced the people beside Mu Changqing.

"This is Lao Sun, Sun Han, the dean of the School of Calculation."
To be continued...