Seeing the painting "Jasmine Flower", Lu Yuchuan paused for a moment, then slowly raised his eyes to look at her and said, "This is it?"
"This painting was made by my father, Mr. Mu Huaian." Mu Qian explained calmly, "My father likes to use flowers to represent people, especially beauties. For example, my mother, Ms. Rong Qingzi, he likes to use peonies to represent people.
She, every peony he painted is his love for her."
Hearing this, Lu Yuchuan seemed to realize something, and when his eyes fell on the "Jasmine Flower" again, he faintly condensed.
"And this painting of jasmine was made by him for Ms. Sheng Lin." Mu Qian continued, "At that time, Ms. Sheng Lin was pregnant with me and living alone in Huai City. She unexpectedly reunited with my father. They grew up together and were very affectionate.
The nature is also extraordinary. My father painted this painting and gave it to her, because in his heart, Ms. Sheng Lin is 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 before saving me, and I have been thinking about how to repay you. After thinking about it, I gave you this "Jasmine Flower".
I think you won’t refuse, right?”
Lu Yuchuan's eyes stayed on the painting for a long time, and there seemed to be a sense of affection in the silence.
"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.
Mu Qian didn't seem to understand the meaning of his words. She twitched the corner of her mouth slightly and said, "Since you accepted it, then we are in peace. Farewell."
After saying this, Mu Qian turned around and left.
"I'm very happy that you gave this painting to me," Lu Yuchuan said, "but just because I accepted it, it doesn't mean that we are in good company."
"Then what else do you want?" Mu Qian suddenly turned her 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 not be alive anymore. Qianqian, if I save you once, if you return this painting to me, then you
What about the time you saved me? What should I give you back?"
"No need." Mu Qian said, "Saving you is just a matter of convenience. If it were any stranger, I would save it, because this matter is not important to me, so I can't afford a word of thanks."
"It doesn't matter to you, so what does it mean to me?" Lu Yuchuan said, "After all, it is a life-saving grace."
"Okay." Mu Qian suddenly nodded and said, "Then let me make a request. If you do it, it will be regarded as repaying my life-saving grace. Don't appear in front of me again in the future, okay?"
After saying this, Mu Qian turned around and left.
"Qianqian!"
Lu Yuchuan stood up immediately, as if trying to persuade her to stay, but Mu Qian had already walked downstairs, and Lu Yuchuan could only follow her.
Mu Qian went downstairs without looking back, and was about to go straight out when he suddenly heard a somewhat difficult voice coming from behind: "Qian Qian..."
Mu Qian suddenly turned around and saw Lu Yuchuan in the middle of the stairs, leaning on the handrail, his face pale and pressing his heart, but his eyes still fell on her, and he tried to walk down.
Seeing this, Mu Qian paused suddenly, then turned back to him, stretched out her hand to support him, "How are you?"
Lu Yuchuan took her hand and held it tightly.
"You-" Mu Qian realized that his discomfort this time seemed to be half-truth, and she suddenly became angry.
"Qian Qian." Lu Yuchuan still held her tightly, and after a moment, he said, "Dad did a lot of wrong things in the past. If you forgive him, he will change in the future, okay?"
Hearing these words, Mu Qian seemed to be stunned, but then shook her head and said firmly: "You can't change it."
"For you and Yuanyuan, dad can change." Lu Yuchuan said, "I will do what I say."
Mu Qian sneered and said, "Just say it, just do it, let's see if I believe it or not."
After saying this, Mu Qian finally withdrew his hand, turned around and left.
Lu Yuchuan was left sitting alone on the stairs, looking at her leaving figure, closing his eyes, exhaling slightly, and when he opened his eyes again, there was a smile on his lips.
After all, she has him as her father in her heart.
In this case, his father should indeed do something.
…
That night, Mu Qian waited for Huo Jinxi until almost 12 o'clock before Huo Jinxi finally returned home.
At this point, it was already past the latest bedtime that Huo Jinxi had set for her, so Huo Jinxi opened the door and walked into the room. When she saw Mu Qian still lying on the bed watching a movie, her face instantly darkened.
.
"What time is it?" Huo Jinxi asked in a cool tone.
Mu Qian curled her lips and said, "Yeah, what time is it? You should ask yourself, you just came back at this hour, where have you been fooling around?"
Huo Jinxi glanced at her, took off his coat and said, "Go to bed quickly. I don't want to see you with your eyes open when I come out from the shower."
Mu Qian rolled her eyes, "I think you hope I never open my eyes!"
"Try talking nonsense again?" Huo Jinxi said lightly.
Mu Qian immediately fell back on the bed with a thud, 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, he saw Mu Qian half lying and half sitting on the bed again. This time, she not only opened her eyes, but also lifted the quilt, revealing two
Long slender white legs.
Huo Jinxi's eyes dimmed for a moment, then he walked forward and pulled the quilt over her without saying a word.
He closed it and Mu Qian opened it again.
Mu Qian opened it and he closed it again.
This action was repeated several times, and Huo Jinxi finally raised his eyes to look at her, "What are you doing?"
Mu Qian pursed her lips in grievance, "I'm in a bad mood, so I want you to accompany me."
"I'm with you every night."
"Not enough." Mu Qian stretched out her hand to hug him, raised her legs and rubbed against him, "I want to comfort you."
Huo Jinxi didn't dare to touch her, but after being harassed by Mu Qian, she pushed him down on the bed.
"Hehe." Mu Qian lay on top of him and lowered her head to look at him, "Let's give it a try..."
"No." When Huo Jinxi spoke again, his voice was already a bit hoarse.
Mu Qian heard clearly, "You obviously want it too!"
"No." Huo Jinxi still refused sternly.
"Then I'll do it myself." Mu Qian snorted and decisively reached for the belt of his bathrobe.