MTL - Borrowing a Kiss-Chapter 15 moved

In the next few days, Cen Nan did not frequently come to harass Liang Muqiu. The case in his hand entered a critical period and was almost detained by Ren Qihan in the law firm.

Ren Qihan was invulnerable, and despised him, "How serious you used to work, let alone a law firm, you can go to court without sleeping for 48 hours, how come you are slack here. "

Cen Nan said lightly, "Do you think I'm single like you? I didn't have a family abroad, so it doesn't matter if I fight. Now that I'm back in China, I just want to accompany Mu Qiu and take a walk. Edamame."

Ren Qihan couldn't stand it.

"How old are you, and you look like your wife and children are on the kang head," he shook his head speechlessly, "Young man, can you be a little more motivated, you don't want to be too golden and handsome in Liang Muqiu's eyes ?"

Cen Nan glanced at him, but did not stimulate him with the property in his name.

But he lowered his head to work for a while, and then remembered something, the corner of his lips raised a smile, and said slowly, "Speaking of which, my family Qiuqiu really doesn't care about this. When he fell in love with me, He said, even if I was poor and white, I would be willing to elope with me."

Ren Qihan: "…"

He remembered that he had failed more than 20 blind dates, and he was really angry.

He threatened, "If you show off again, your salary will be deducted."

Cen Nan ignored him at all.

But Ren Qihan was quiet for a while, then wentssips again, and looked curiously, "Have you already caught up with Liang Muqiu? It's very fast?"

Cen Nan and Liang Muqiu's entangled relationship, he is also half a bystander. Although he knows a little about the inside story, he also knows that Cen Nan has a long way to go to chase his wife, but he is very proud of Cen Nan's spring breeze. It seems, he wondered, it must not have been successful.

Cen Nan paused for a moment, remembering that he hadn't seen Liang Muqiu for a few days, and that he often lost his mind when he sent WeChat. It was clear that Liang Muqiu didn't want to talk to him, and his mood was a little worse.

"Not yet, chasing." He said lightly.

Ren Qihan is mentally balanced.

"I said," he took a sip of tea with relief, "how can you be so cheap."

What's wrong with someone? It's not like he is treated like a bachelor.

Cen Nan gave him another cold look, and raised his chin, "The door is over there, you can get out if you're okay."

When Cen Nan came out of the law firm, it was already past eleven o'clock, and the moon and stars were sparse and the ground was full of light. He didn't know if Liang Muqiu was asleep, so he tentatively sent a WeChat message to ask.

Liang Muqiu returned after ten minutes, just two words.

"Sleep."

Cen Nan smiled, sat in the car and sent another message, "Do you want to have supper, Rongwuji's spare ribs porridge and dim sum, do you want to eat?"

Liang Muqiu is really hungry.

He just tidyed up his study, and it is considered physical work for a person like him who has not exercised all the year round.

This takeaway is not too many. Rongwuji has a booming business and has never opened a store on the takeaway platform. After thinking about it, he decided not to live with his stomach.

"Eat," he quoted a series of dish names, "In addition to porridge, I want shrimp dumplings, durian crisps, chicken feet, and rice rolls."

Cen Nan replied: "Received."

Cen Nan came very quickly.

Liang Muqiu was lying on the sofa reading a book, when she heard the bell, she ran to open the door for him.

Cen Nan walked in and saw Liang Muqiu stepping on the ground wearing only socks, and her pajamas were also thin.

He put the takeaway on the shoe cabinet and asked in a low voice, "Why don't you wear shoes?"

Liang Muqiu was picking up his takeout like a kitten, nonchalantly, "The floor has just been cleaned, it's clean."

The key point is not the same.

Cen Nan was too lazy to talk about it. Back then, Liang Muqiu liked to run around barefoot at home in college, and also liked to eat cold drinks and blow the air conditioner.

He took out two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet, then squatted down and put the blue pair on Liang Muqiu's feet.

Liang Muqiu was caught off guard by his ankle and almost jumped up subconsciously, but Cen Nan held it tightly and he couldn't pull it out.

He pursed his lips and didn't resist any more. He let Cen Nan put it on for him, and just muttered, "Why are you like my mother."

Cen Nan didn't hear it, he took the takeaway to the kitchen, washed his hands, and took the bowl.

Liang Muqiu was teasing edamame on the sofa.

Edamame was awakened by the movement of the two at the door, and she didn't get out of bed. After lying in the nest for a while, she ran to find Liang Muqiu.

Seeing Cen Nan coming over, he made a low "Ouch" twice as a greeting.

Cen Nan smiled and touched its head.

Liang Muqiu was hungry after waiting for the current supper. He couldn't wait to grab a shrimp dumpling and took a bite.

Cen Nan was not too hungry, he only filled half a bowl of porridge and ate slowly.

Liang Muqiu destroyed two plates of dim sum in a row before she remembered the business.

He patted the **** of the edamame who was dozing on his leg, and said to Cen Nan, "I almost forgot, I put the edamame in your house for two days."

Cen Nan stopped the spoon, his fingertips stiffened, "Where are you going?"

"I have an event for screenwriters to collect styles, and I will go to Yunzhou for two days." Liang Muqiu looked down at Edamame. In just two days, it was not even a business trip. "You are still half the former guardian of Edamame, take care of it for two days, and I will pick it up when I come back."

Cen Nan was a little helpless, half a guardian was fine, and he had to add another.

He looked at Liang Muqiu's face and knew that this person was going to go out for two days, and he didn't care about himself at all.

He was a little lost. Liang Muqiu was not like this in the past. When he went to participate in a three-day competition outside the school, he had to hang him by his neck and refused to let go. It was sticky and better than a kitten. behave in a spoiled manner.

He responded, "Okay." Then he paused before saying, "Then can I send you tomorrow?"

Liang Muqiu gave him a surprised look.

He wanted to get a ride, but he didn't think of Cen Nan at all.

But a free driver seems to work.

"I have the high-speed train at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, do you have the right time?" he asked.

"I'm free." Cen Nan said firmly.

"That's fine too."

Liang Muqiu scratched edamame's chin, he wasn't hypocritical enough to split up with Cen Nan in these matters, even if they were just neighbors, giving each other a gift was not a big deal.

But he turned his face away after eating supper, completely ignoring Cen Nan's intention to take root on his sofa, and resolutely drove people out.

Cen Nan had no choice but to leave with his suit jacket.

He stood at the foot of the steps, and asked gently and ruthlessly, "Then can I have a good night kiss?"

Liang Muqiu looked down at him and sneered at this request.

"Don't daydream in the big night, you'll be addicted to taking advantage of it twice," Liang Muqiu said with a dark face, brooding over the kiss she was occupied in the drive-in theater, "Place Be clear about your position, I just allow you to chase me, I didn't let you be your boyfriend, get out of here."

He felt that his words were as ruthless as the autumn wind sweeping leaves, and he was quite satisfied with himself, not being corroded by sugar-coated cannonballs.

Failed to kiss, Cen Nan was ruthlessly locked out the door.

He smiled helplessly, took a cigarette from his pocket, grabbed it, lit it, and just stood in the corridor for a while, the lights outside were dim, and many of the lights in the building had not gone out , many people have not slept like him.

Cen Nan gently exhaled a smoke ring.

He actually likes this kind of scene, it's very different from the scenery outside the window of his residence in the United States, which makes him really feel that he is back.

Next day.

Liang Muqiu woke up early and packed a small suitcase.

At more than eight o'clock, he took the car keys, took two boxes of newly arrived white tea and a bottle of Maotai, and went out to visit his teacher.

His teacher, Mr. Luo Wen, is also a wonderful person. He is very popular with students in the school. He is humorous and gets along well with the students. Liang Muqiu is not among his students. The most lively, but inexplicably catches his eye, and he can often chat a few words after class. When he goes back and forth, Luo Wen also thinks that he is a closed disciple. When he was in school, he let Liang Muqiu enter his studio.

This time it was Rowan who missed him a little and called him to have a meal.

Liang Muqiu drove all the way to the suburbs. After Mr. Luo retired, he moved out of the city and bought a small yard in the suburbs with lotus flowers in summer and plum blossoms in winter. He also built a small pavilion. Very elegant.

He parked his car outside the courtyard and rang the doorbell. The door was opened by the teacher's nanny. As soon as he entered, he saw his teacher teasing his thrush in the garden.

He handed the things to the nanny, walked over to Rowan, and called out, "Teacher."

Rowan looked back to see him, smiled, cheerfully, looked up and down, "I haven't seen you for a while, you seem to look much better."

Liang Muqiu didn't feel it herself, "Maybe she went to bed early and got up early recently."

"Exactly," Rowan agreed, "You young people, don't take your body seriously, and you should take care of yourself as early as possible."

He took the opportunity to teach Liang Muqiu his self-created health knowledge.

The master and apprentice did not go to the study, but sat in the courtyard chatting, from the book written in Liang Muqiu's hand, to the latest batch of students taught by Luo Wen.

Luo Wen took a sip of tea and sighed, "These children are not as spiritual as you, and I'm going to have high blood pressure for the homework I teach."

Liang Muqiu couldn't help laughing.

But Rowan didn't want to praise him at all, and added, "But anyway, you are more diligent than you. You were so lazy back then, and you were only willing to use eight points of your skills, so you were too lazy to get cramps. It's impossible."

Liang Muqiu listened humbly, "It's all up to you to teach well."

Rowan rolled his eyes.

The two chatted for a while, and in a blink of an eye, it was time for lunch.

Rowan sat at the dinner table, poured a glass of wine, but remembered another thing.

He pulled out a photo from his mobile phone, was as enthusiastic as every salesman trying to sell a product, and stuffed it under Liang Muqiu's eyelids, "Look, this is Teacher Xu's student. You are two years younger, do you look like a talent? If you close your eyes, let's meet."

Liang Muqiu had a headache.

He glanced at the screen, but he was a handsome boy, looking very sunny.

"I said I don't need it," he said helplessly, "You can introduce me to my juniors and seniors, and I'll forget about it. You also know that I don't deal with people, so don't delay them."

He doesn't always reject his teacher.

Especially in the two years when he wanted to give up Cen Nan, he also bravely met two people. The people who have passed by his teacher Fa right now are all well-born, and they are also knowledgeable and polite. There is nothing to worry about together.

But he sat opposite and looked at the smiling face of the blind date, but his heart was like stagnant water.

Out of the coffee shop, he never contacted him again.

Luo Wenhu grinned, "What do you mean by delay, my students are so good, I don't know how many people are staring at them?"

Liang Muqiu laughed dumbly.

He is a single-parent family and has never enjoyed any fatherly love since he was a child, but Rowan treats him like a teacher and a father, and he made it up for him.

I didn't even get married.

Seeing that Rowan was still enthusiastically promoting him, he thought about it and whispered, "Forget it, teacher."

He was inexplicably a little embarrassed, looked away, and said the second half of the sentence vaguely, "There is someone by my side."

As for the explanation of this "someone", he is not very clear.

Roman was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect to get this answer.

But what kind of person he is, when he sees Liang Muqiu's red face with his head buried in his head, he knows in his mind.

He couldn't help laughing, and looked at his beloved apprentice playfully, "What does it mean to have someone, is it an object, or someone is chasing you?"

Liang Muqiu took a sip of tea, "You're chasing me."

Roman got it.

He put away his phone, and the enthusiastic salesman threw the goods away in a flash.

He picked up a chopstick with braised pork and said, "You said it earlier, I won't worry about it. Who is it that got your blue eyes? I don't know, let's go together?"

Liang Muqiu was in trouble.

Luo Wen did know Cen Nan, but he didn't want to say that he didn't have a clue himself, he didn't think about accepting Cen Nan, why bother tell the teacher.

He said nonchalantly, "It's a former classmate. If it is decided in the future, I will show it to you.

Rowan is also considerate.

This young man doesn't like seeing his parents too early when he falls in love.

It's just that he looked at Liang Muqiu's rare and cramped appearance, and his smile deepened.

He has been a student in his name for almost ten years, and I don't know when it started. Although he is still lively, he is more mature and stable outside, his heart is like a rock, and he doesn't care about anyone Shang Xin, just like him in his fifties or sixties, Fan Xin left early.

He hadn't seen Liang Muqiu talk about anyone for a long time, his face blushed.

I like it so much that I didn't even mention the name, and the love slipped out of my eyes first.

He took a sip and teased his students softly.

"How about spring? Not only the cat is going to make trouble, but you are also moved."