She rolled her eyes slightly and suddenly softened her voice and said: "Cang Qiao, can we do this again when we go back?"
Cang Qiao squinted his eyes, the warm fragrant nephrite under his fingertips and her tameness made him satisfied.
"Tsk, you always know when to say something to make me feel better." His warm palms scraped her back, as if he was petting a cat.
Seeing Mu Qingshu, this girl, and the little boy as a family of three, he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart!
He was worried about her safety and sent Jin Yiwei to search for clues about her assassin, but she was shopping here with other men like a family.
Ming Lanruo was ashamed and embarrassed.
This shameless fanatic!
Seeing that his hand was about to slip into her skirt, Ming Lanruo smiled so hard that she gritted her teeth: "It's no good to anyone if the fish is dead and the net is broken. You still have to rely on me for treatment!!"
She pinched his leg hard with her thin fingers. Cang Qiao paused and looked at the "cat" in her arms, completely hairless.
He chuckled, lifted up his cloak and covered Ming Lanruo, then galloped forward with his horse under his belly: "The suspect has been captured, go back to Dongchang!"
As soon as the factory guards of the East Factory waved their flags, a large group of people escorted Cang Qiao away.
From beginning to end, Cang Qiao never glanced at Mu Qingshu, who was blocked by factory guards.
But when he galloped away with his horse hooves, he trampled the bright wintersweet to pieces on the ground.
"Commander Mu, please give the little baby on your shoulders to our family." A middle-aged eunuch stepped forward and smiled at Mu Qing's book cover.
Mu Qingshu recognized the middle-aged eunuch and knew that he was a top-notch expert in Dongchang. The four guards behind him were not vegetarians either.
But the little man on his shoulder suddenly said: "Uncle Mu, it doesn't matter, I'll go with them. That old monster still relies on my mother for medical treatment, so he doesn't dare to do anything to me!"
Mu Qingshu was silent for a while, and then handed Xiao Xier over to the middle-aged eunuch.
The middle-aged eunuch smiled: "General Mu is a sensible person. Anyone who goes against Dongchang will not end well."
After saying that, he hugged Xiao Xier and left.
After a while, the long street returned to calm, and fine flakes of snow fell from the sky.
Mu Qingshu glanced at the silver hairpin that fell on the ground. He squatted down, picked it up and put it in his bag.
He stroked the hairpin for a while and returned it to her later.
Here Ming Lanruo was taken back to Dongchang and was directly escorted into a study room with an elegant environment.
She fell down on the soft floor, shook the shackles on her wrists angrily, and stared at Cang Qiao who walked in: "Master Cang, if you plan to lock me up like this, how will you treat me?"
He and his father-in-law poured tea for Cang Qiao, arranged the pen and ink, and retreated without even raising their eyes.
Cang Qiao sat down gracefully: "Pour the tea and unlock the door."
Ming Lanruo stared at Cang Qiao, who cherished words like gold, and could only reluctantly walk over and pour him tea.
But the shackles on her hands were a bit heavy and it was difficult for her to pour the tea.
Cang Qiao did not take the tea she handed her. Instead, he raised his hand to support her wrist and asked casually: "Is this hand shackle pretty?"
The shackles are specially made, and the golden chain even has arabesques on it, making it look like a pair of gorgeous bracelets.
Ming Lanruo resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said coldly: "It's worth a lot at first glance. If you are short of money, you can exchange it for a lot of money."
Cang Qiao suddenly raised her narrow phoenix eyes, drawing out a beguiling arc like an ink pen, and smiled gently: "This is specially customized for you, just like it."
