It’s late at night.
The dead of night is the best time for in-depth communication.
Go through the window or the door?
For Qin Ran, who possessed the [Master Lock Picking] skill, this was not a choice.
But how could his calligraphy lock the door?
Qin Ran opened the door quietly, like a master of martial arts.
Even the voice-activated lights didn't alert.
Kieran slowly turned the knob like the minute hand of a clock.
"clatter"
The door opened.
There was only a crack open, just enough for a person to pass through. Qin Ran squeezed through the crack like a cat and walked quietly to the bed.
The room was pitch black.
Qin Ran squatted down and slowly got under the quilt.
Mobao slept well today.
A familiar fragrance entered Qin Ran's nostrils. It was the scent of his favorite shower gel.
The quilt is also filled with the fragrance of calligraphy.
Qin Ran gently kissed Mo Bao's forehead.
He wanted to wake up the sleeping Su Qingmo in a gentle way.
So as not to scare his calligraphy.
"Mobao" did not wake up.
But Qin Ran was so frightened by the "calligraphy" in front of him that he almost fell off the bed.
After his eyesight improved and he adjusted to the darkness, Kieran realized something was wrong.
I'm going to die!
Qin Ran's pupils trembled, his whole body tensed up, and he got out of bed even more slowly and slipped away.
The movement was lighter than before, with only the thumb exerting force, but it moved faster.
After three incredibly long minutes, Qin Ran opened the two wooden doors that were crucial to his life and death, and finally returned to his room.
“Huh~”
Qin Ran exhaled slowly, his heart rate skyrocketing!
It's so scary!
Why do unexpected situations always happen?
Qin Ran would never tell me what happened just now even if he was beaten to death.
I will never tell you in my life.
Fortunately, nothing really happened.
.......
No words were spoken that night.
Qin Ran got up early, as if he had gone to bed early last night and nothing had happened.
After waking up, Kieran really hoped that today was Monday.
That way he could go to work with Mobao and not have to face the other two women at home.
But today is Sunday, a day of rest.
Qin Ran got up and cooked porridge, prepared some side dishes, and made a plate of braised poached eggs.
It was not only him who got up early, but also Su Qingmo.
"Good morning, Mobao." Qin Ran said with a guilty smile on his face.
Su Qingmo subconsciously looked back.
"Don't call it that."
"What's your name then? You can't still call him Mr. Su, right? How about Mo Mo?"
"Forget it, just don't call me that in front of Xiaoyue."
Hearing the word "Xiao Yue", Qin Ran's body subconsciously tensed up.
"Xiaoyue, is she still not awake?"
"Not awake yet, still sleeping. Let's eat first."
"OK."
Qin Ran filled two bowls of porridge, and Su Qingmo took two pairs of chopsticks to rinse them.
There is a tacit understanding between husband and wife.
"Mobao, what are we doing today?"
"Let's wait and see, Anke and Xiaoyue haven't woken up yet."
"How about going out for a walk?"
"shop?"
"Go shopping or go for a walk somewhere. It's a bit boring to stay at home."
Su Qingmo narrowed his eyes, "Boring?"
"No, how could I be bored when I'm with you, Mobao? I'm just worried that the other two will be bored."
Su Qingmo continued eating his porridge. "Let's see what Xiaoyue thinks."
"good."
"There's something wrong with you."
Qin Ran's heart tightened, "What?"
"Do you want to get rid of them?"
"ah?!"
"Last night was really inconvenient. How about waiting until next week?"
"good."
Su Qingmo was a little surprised. This was not like Qin Ran's style.
If it were before, Kieran would have definitely bargained for tonight.
However, Su Qingmo didn't continue talking about this topic, otherwise it would seem like she really wanted it today.
After finishing the porridge, Su Qingmo said, "I'll go call them."
She didn't call them just now because she wanted to have breakfast alone with Qin Ran.
She enjoys these simple, heartwarming moments.
There were only her and Qin Ran.
......
After Su Qingmo went upstairs, Qin Ran felt relieved.
But half of it was still hanging.
An Ke definitely wouldn't want to get up and eat breakfast; she just doesn't have that habit.
Su Qingmo could shout as much as he wanted, and she could sleep as much as he wanted.
Su Muyue has the habit of getting up early, so she woke up as soon as Su Qingmo called her.
However, Su Qingmo noticed that his daughter was not in good spirits, with an abnormal blush on her face, probably because she had slept too hot and stuffy last night.
"Xiaoyue, didn't you sleep well? You went to bed too late last night. Why don't you sleep a little longer?"
Su Muyue yawned and shook her head. She couldn't fall asleep even though she wanted to.
I stood up and walked to the bathroom with bags under my eyes, staring at myself in the mirror in a daze.
Forehead, eyes, nose, lips...
Su Muyue shook her head vigorously and splashed a few handfuls of cold water on her delicate face.
The remaining blush on her face did not fade away, but became more obvious, like a red apple.
Su Muyue washed up and went downstairs. When she saw Qin Ran on the sofa, she was shocked at first, then she walked to the kitchen as if nothing had happened and served herself a bowl of porridge.
After yesterday's "I don't eat duck meat" incident, Qin Ran no longer took the initiative to help Su Muyue serve porridge.
He just nodded and smiled as a greeting.
But Su Muyue ignored it and went straight to the kitchen.
Qin Ran was not depressed because Su Muyue did not respond. Instead, the remaining half stone in his heart fell to the ground.
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