It was already noon when Chu Qingge returned to Yonghe Hall.
Someone actually prepared a table of dishes and was waiting for her.
"You knew I would definitely come back for dinner?" Qingge walked in and looked at Mu Bai who was cleaning up the bedroom.
"What if I don't come back?"
"When the food is done, I can eat it myself and it won't be wasted."
Mu Bai put something on the low table.
Qingge walked over quickly: "Generator!"
"Generator..." Mu Bai murmured, and suddenly smiled: "Where do these weird names come from?"
"You don't need to worry about it!" Qing Ge had been in a bad mood all morning, but now she finally felt better: "Is the dissociator still not working?"
"There is still a little something missing, but I believe it will be done soon."
With his words, Qingge felt relieved.
She took the generator in her hand and studied it carefully: "It seems to be somewhat different from the one given to me when I was in the Imperial City of Chu State last time."
"I have improved your winding method, and the failure rate this time should be greatly reduced."
Mu Bai looked at her eyebrows. There was always a hint of exhaustion between these delicate and beautiful eyebrows.
He said softly: "Are you tired?"
"Not tired." It's not like you've done anything earth-shattering, so why are you tired?
"I mean, here." He suddenly took her hand and placed it at the door of her heart.
Qingge was shocked, looked up at him, opened her mouth, wanted to say something, but for a moment she didn't know where to start.
"Children who grew up in the palace always have countless thoughts, but in fact, for many things, we just want to live a simple life."
Mu Bai let go of her hand, took the generator from her other hand, and put it aside.
He stared at her somewhat confused face, and his voice was as soft as the wind: "If you are tired, or don't want to continue to be tired, I...I can also take you away from all this."
"It's the end of the world again, wandering all over the world?" Why does this sentence seem familiar?
Are you aware that your heart is tingling again?
"Do you like your life now?"
"Don't like it." No doubt about it!
Conspiracies, intrigues, intrigues, if you are not a born Machiavellian, who can like it?
"Then, are you leaving?" Mu Bai's question seemed to be asked casually, but also seemed so sincere.
Chu Qingge was absent-minded for a moment, but after a moment, she raised her head and smiled at him: "Drop everything, can you?"
Mu Bai looked at her steadily, but there was no answer to the question.
Feng Liye might have been really bad to her, but there was one thing he said that was not wrong.
Mubai is not simple at all.
But who is simple?
"Eat, aren't you hungry? I'm starving to death!"
She picked up her chopsticks and started eating consciously.
When she put the first piece of braised pork into her mouth, her heart jolted. She raised her head and stared at him, unable to recover for a long time.
Mu Bai smiled slightly: "I learned from my master."
Qingge lowered her head and continued eating.
Just something to eat, not just a meal?
While eating, she even suddenly had the urge to tell Mu Bai, "Let's go."
In this way, you can always be with Mu Bai who tastes like your mother and eat meals that taste like your mother's.
For a girl who lost her mother at the age of five, her mother's taste is so precious.
After lunch, Mu Bai lit sandalwood in the room, listened to the music and fell into a daze, fell on the bed and fell asleep.
very tired.
Sandalwood has the effect of calming and calming the mind, and it still smells like mother.
The moment she fell asleep, she seemed to hear Mu Bai say: How about we get married?
Did she agree? I can’t even remember.
Is getting married really good?
Getting married is like being able to be with your mother forever.
But he is not the mother!
She doesn't know anything.
All I know is that for the first time in this age, I slept so soundly in the afternoon...
