"Did you pass the audition?" Mu Qingji held Qin Nianqing's buttocks and lowered his head to touch his forehead. His eyes were as dark as a deep pool, and they were particularly dazzling under the lights. "Are you hungry? Do you want a midnight snack?"

Qin Nianqing hung on Mu Qingji like an octopus, rubbing against his shoulder again and again, and then she acted coquettishly towards him contentedly, "Brother, I suddenly want to eat cold noodles. Do you still have cold noodles for sale at this time?"

Mu Qingji sat on the sofa and listened to Qin Nianqing's words. He didn't say anything, but calmly took out his mobile phone and made a call. The other party answered almost immediately. He said concisely, "Go buy some cold noodles and send them up. Add more cucumber shreds and make it slightly spicy."

"Okay, Master Mu, it will be delivered in ten minutes."

After hearing Mu Qingji's instructions, the person on the other end asked someone to search for nearby cold noodle shops. Mu Qingji nodded and hung up the phone.

Qin Nianqing looked at Mu Qingji who was accusing him of "abusing his power" and couldn't stop the arc of his mouth from rising, "Brother, you look just like the president in the novel "The Overbearing CEO and His Little Wife", hehehe..."

Mu Qingji rubbed Qin Nianqing's head lovingly, letting him laugh heartily in his arms. When he laughed enough, he held his cheek and asked, "Guoguo, have you ever thought about this question, if I am a domineering president, then what are you?"

"My little wife?" Qin Nianqing blurted out. Seeing Mu Qingji smiling with a smile on his face and his lips curved, he suddenly realized what he had said. His ears and cheeks turned red. "Brother, how could you trick me? I'm not."

Mu Qingji chuckled, lowered his head and kissed Qin Nianqing's lips, saying lovingly, "I am, I am yours..."

Mu Qingji paused here, leaned close to Qin Nianqing's ear and deliberately lowered his voice to say an English word. Qin Nianqing was stunned for a moment, then his face turned red, and his whole body turned red as if he had been steamed in a steamer.

"Brother, you are so annoying."

Qin Nianqing hugged Mu Qingji's neck in anger and bit his shoulder angrily. Mu Qingji didn't feel much pain, but thought the angry child was very cute, so he stroked his fur, touched his head and back, and doted on him.

Qin Nianqing's mind was full of that English word at the moment, and he couldn't get rid of it. He stopped trying to drive it away and let it occupy his mind. It took him a long time to recover.

"Guoguo, go take a shower first, then eat some cold noodles and brush your teeth," Mu Qingji patted Qin Nianqing's shoulder gently, his voice low and sexy, "I've got your pajamas out, put them on after you wash."

"Brother, I am in the advanced stage of laziness and don't want to move anymore."

Qin Nianqing clung to Mu Qingji and refused to move, like a clingy little piece of taffy. But Mu Qingji fell for his trick. After he finished speaking, she carried him directly into the bathroom. Qin Nianqing finally felt comfortable this time.

Mu Qingji's subordinates were quite efficient. The cold noodles that they said would be delivered in ten minutes were finally delivered three minutes earlier. The portion was very large, and there were so many cucumber shreds in it that Qin Nianqing drooled at the sight of it. Mu Qingji was very satisfied with this.

Mu Qingji put the cold noodles on the coffee table, turned around and transferred 5,000 yuan to the subordinate who brought the cold noodles. A serving of cold noodles was only about ten yuan. He didn't expect that he only spent a dozen yuan to buy a bowl of cold noodles and ran an errand, and got such a huge reward. He was very happy.

"Ah! Wang Erdan, you idiot, I told you not to be lazy, these all belong to me, hahahaha..."

The subordinate who received the small amount of money put his hands on his waist and walked towards the area he was in charge of with a happy face. He looked ferocious, but unexpectedly he laughed like a fool. It seems that the rule in the underworld that one cannot laugh anytime and anywhere does make sense. After all, it represents the image of every gang.

After taking a shower, Qin Nianqing saw the cold noodles he had been longing for. The joy in his heart instantly spread to his eyes. He ran to the sofa with wet hair, picked up the chopsticks and was about to open the lid and start eating.

"Guoguo, blow dry your hair first."

Mu Qingji had expected that Qin Nianqing would be unwilling to blow dry his hair properly, so he plugged in the hair dryer and placed the chair before he came out, and then called him over.

Qin Nianqing glanced at the cold noodles on the table reluctantly. Finally, under the pressure of Mu Qingji's eyes, he raised his noble butt, moved to sit in front of Mu Qingji, stared at the cold noodles intently, and asked Mu Qingji to help him blow his hair.

Qin Nianqing's eyes full of desire and his rapidly rolling Adam's apple were telling Mu Qingji that he really wanted to eat the cold noodles in front of him, and his desire was almost materializing.

Mu Qingji sighed helplessly, and quickly dried Qin Nianqing's hair. Then he turned off the hair dryer. He opened his mouth, but before he could say anything, he saw Qin Nianqing rushing to the sofa like a cannonball, opened the lid, picked up a chopstick of cucumber shreds and put them into his mouth, and sighed contentedly, "It's really delicious! Super satisfying!"

Mu Qingji found it a little funny, but helpless. He slowly put away the hair dryer and walked to Qin Nianqing. Qin Nianqing moved his butt and let him sit next to him. Mu Qingji sat down happily.

"Brother, try it quickly, it's really delicious."

"Um."

Qin Nianqing picked up a piece of cold skin and brought it to Mu Qingji's mouth, looking at him expectantly. After Mu Qingji ate it, he nodded. Qin Nianqing then continued to eat, and he enjoyed it very much.

Mu Qingji rubbed Qin Nianqing's head lovingly, sat next to him and turned on the computer. He wanted to check the news, but before he could turn it on, he heard his little ancestor say, "Brother, find a movie to go with the meal."

Mu Qingji paused for a moment while sliding the mouse, then resumed swiping, clicked the arrow to enter a video, and then found a movie, "What movies does Guoguo like?"

"It's all right. It's all right."

Qin Nianqing took another big bite of cold noodles and smacked his lips contentedly. Mu Qingji shook his head with amusement and finally showed him a tear-jerking movie.

Qin Nianqing had done many things like eating chili peppers and watching tear-jerking movies before. Mu Qingji asked him why, and he said that this gave a reason to explain why he was crying.

Mu Qingji felt amused and yet couldn't help loving him. What a cute little clever ghost.