He refused to eat, so Zhao Qingqing became rude and started eating alone. While she was eating, she asked: "Is today's dragon boat race fun?"
A Yuan smiled, not knowing how to answer.
Zhao Qingqing asked again: "Are many of them finding partners?"
A Yuan still smiled, even more embarrassedly.
"Handsome guy, you are so shy."
After Mu Mu entered the house, he heard Zhao Qingqing's voice playing Ayuan's voice getting smaller and smaller, and he couldn't hear it at all when he went up to the second floor.
She was wondering if the young man would be teased by Qingqing and run away.
The old man walked in front, and when he reached the corridor on the second floor, he pushed open the door of the second room, pointed inside and said to Mu Mu: "Girls, you will stay in this room for two nights. I asked my wife to change the sheets and quilt just this afternoon."
"Thank you, old man." Mu Mu thanked the old man. She did not enter the room, but stood at the door and glanced at the old-style double bed, with floral sheets and quilts, neatly spread.
There is a small dressing table in the room and a desk with a few books on it.
Simple and comfortable.
The old man explained again: "My wife and I's room is next door. If you two need anything, you can call us."
Mu Mu nodded and said 'ok', then looked towards the courtyard downstairs.
Zhao Qingqing was still squatting next to A Yuan while holding the empty fruit plate, and continued to ask him about interesting things about today's dragon boat race.
The young man seemed to be less shy than before, with a clean and honest smile on his face.
Like the mountains here, the water here, the people here...
She likes this quiet town and its simple folk customs, but after all, it is not her permanent place.
"Does the old man have a phone?" Mu Mu recovered his thoughts, turned around and asked if the old man had a phone.
The old man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes."
He pointed to the room next door, "In my wife and I's room."
As he spoke, he walked to the door of his room, opened the door, pointed to the phone on the bedside table and said to Mu Mu, "The phone is over there."
He did not enter the room himself.
Mu Mu nodded, entered the room, glanced around the room, and walked slowly towards the bedside table.
The room is very clean, and the bed sheets and quilts are all in the ethnic style here.
She reached out to pick up the phone and pressed down a string of mobile phone numbers one by one with her long, fair fingers.
A pleasant ringing tone came from the phone, and after a while, a deep male voice came from the other side of the phone, "Hello, hello."
"It's me, Mu Mu." Mu Mu said his name softly.
When the person on the phone heard this, he was surprised and excited, "Mu Mu?"
Mu Mu said calmly: "Qingqing is in Xiushui Town. Come and take her back."
The man asked: "How are you now?"
Mu Mu pursed her lips and replied: "It has not been very peaceful recently, so I asked you to come and take Qingqing back."
She didn't know what dangers would come next, and she couldn't let Qingqing take risks with her.
The man on the other side of the phone asked something else, but Mu Mu hung up the phone without answering.
After taking a shower, she went back to her room and lay on the bed, looking at the high beams in a trance.
Zhao Qing returned to the room with wet hair after taking a shower. When she saw Mu Mu in a daze, she became mischievous and walked closer to the bed step by step.
Suddenly, she stretched out her hands, grabbed Mu Mu's breasts, and rubbed them again and again.
Mu Mu was not startled as Zhao Qingqing expected. He glanced at her calmly and said jokingly: "Have you become hot after chatting with the handsome guy for a while?"
