Chapter 74

"I didn't punch you, wife," Mu Qingliu felt wronged for the first time, although it was only a slight feeling of wronged, but he still proved his innocence by holding Song Yin's hand and pulling it to the lower back so that he could check it himself.

"It really wasn't a fist."

Song Yin's face instantly turned red, then green, then green to black, then black to white, just like a palette full of colors.

[Oh my god! ! ]

[Mu Qingliu is a donkey! ! ]

[Help! ]

Song Yin secretly shed a few tears while Mu Qingliu fell asleep.

[If only my parents were still alive, I could hide back at my parents' home. I have nowhere to run or hide now. I'm so pitiful~]

[Fuck, I'm a man, where's my parents' home!]

[Stop hugging my waist from behind, you donkey Mu Qingliu!!]

The little vegetative man didn't sleep all night and woke up from his dreams several times.

He looked at his moving hands and feet, and his blinking eyes. Everything was back to normal.

Including his peerless husband who was sleeping peacefully behind him.

Although life is infinitely beautiful, the inner world of children suddenly has a big problem.

Mu Qingliu also discovered it these two days.

Whether he was eating, watching TV, reviewing documents, or doing anything else.

Song Yin stared at his hands nervously.

Mu Qingliu's hand is a typical rational hand, with a narrow palm, long fingers, distinct bones, round fingertips, and translucent nails.

Mu Qingliu reluctantly put down his knife and fork and asked him, "Wife, what's wrong with my hand?"

He showed his five fingers in front of Song Yin. In the morning light, the five fingers seemed to be coated with honey oil, with a little skin luster.

Song Yin swallowed a mouthful of the mayonnaise salad in his mouth and stuttered, "You...you make a fist and show it to...me first."

If Mu Qingliu doesn't understand what his wife means, how dare he claim to be the most intelligent villain in this book.

He clasped his palms perfectly, like a lotus flower in front of his wife's nervous face.

"What's so good about this?"

Song Yin said, "I... I just want to take a look. This fist is as big as a sandbag. It hurts."

Song Yin knew exactly where it hurt.

[Damn, I really can't have this man. Help!]

[Why is he so scary all over? !]

[Look at how long his fingers are. He can cut steaks very flexibly. It's okay when I can't see. Now, every day, I just look at the stinky villain named Mu for a little more time]

[My mind is full of these dirty things! !]

[I used to be just a programmer. How could there be something more difficult than 100111001201?]

[The way the villain Mu narrowed his eyes slightly was like a pinch on my heart!]

[It's over, it's over! What was I thinking about at the dining table?

Song Yin's face was flushed, and the corners of his eyes were lightly painted with a layer of red, which added a layer of charming rosy color to his handsome face.

Mu Qingliu suddenly felt a little teased by this scene. He gently moved his thumb towards the corner of Song Yin's mouth, and the plump lips were immediately rubbed into a strange shape. After releasing his hand, even the corner of Song Yin's mouth was slightly red, not to mention the bright color of his lip beads.

Mu Qingliu asked, "Why did you suddenly mention fists? Are you afraid that I will beat you up?"

The word fist and kick was particularly vague, and if you misheard it, it meant something completely different.

Song Yin whispered, "You dare?"

Mu Qingliu moved closer to his mouth, "If you leave me alone again, I will do anything."

He rubbed his wife's lips with his own, and the two people's breaths were already closely blended.

Song Yin thought, [Listening to his tone, it is really just like what is described in the book, stubborn and strong. If I live with him, I will be bitten to death. I might as well find an excuse to run away.]

Mu Qingliu snorted and bit his mouth without even a gap.

He is teaching his wife.

He coughed a few times at the door to cover up the embarrassment.

Mu Qingliu had already heard that it was Long Yancheng's voice, and his handsome eyebrows frowned, showing great impatience.

Song Yinze was ashamed of being caught in the act, so he pushed away the nagging villain and trotted upstairs.

In fact, it was more convenient to handle things when his wife was not around.

Mu Qingliu picked up a clean napkin and touched his wet lips, as if he had just finished a big feast and said, "Next time, wait for me outside for half an hour."

Does this kind of thing actually take half an hour?

Long Yancheng walked in coolly and coldly with a briefcase in hand. After all, this was someone else's home, and it was indeed inappropriate for him to not inform before entering the door.

Long Yancheng said, "Master, let me show you the planning scheme of Phantom Company and the cooperation plan with several companies."

Mu Qingliu crossed his legs leisurely and sat motionless in the chair, "Have you forgotten that I almost divorced Xiaoyin a few days ago because of you?" It was not

a divorce, at most Song Yin almost blew up the whole Phantom building after knowing the truth.

Long Yancheng was young after all, and his face was still thin. He smiled and said, "I saw that you and your wife were already inseparable, so I came in directly."

Actually, it was not the case.

Song Yin was embarrassed and ran away just now, not because of the reconciliation.

He had never seen what Long Yancheng looked like, so he thought the coughing person was one of Mu Qingliu's men, and ran away in shame.

Mu Qingliu thought, if Song Yin just knew that the protagonist had stepped into his house, the building would have been reduced to ashes in the thunder and lightning.

Mu Qingliu asked, "You have changed your surname back to Long, why don't you change your name?"

Changing a whole set of names = changing your appearance = your wife won't get mad.

Long Yancheng sat down at the table, with a look of admitting his mistakes, and bowed his head and said, "It's all my fault for negligence. It's indeed my main problem. If I hadn't avoided suspicion and told my master's wife my real name directly, it might not have caused so much trouble."

Mu Qingliu thought, it's getting harder and harder to get rid of you.

He said to the protagonist who bowed his head, "Besides the IOU of 50 million, do you still owe me a favor?"

Long Yancheng replied yes, but he looked at Mu Qingliu with a nervous look, thinking that the other party would suggest breaking off relations.

Mu Qingliu said, "Try not to come to my house to find me in the future. If there is something urgent that needs to be dealt with, we can meet outside."

The implication is that the protagonist should avoid Song Yin.

This is not a difficult thing. After all, every time Long Yancheng comes to Mu's house, he always sees these two people kissing and hugging each other, and they are almost vomiting dog food.

"But, the master's wife is still a programmer in our company. We will still meet often in the company..."

Mu Qingliu has already thought of a countermeasure and told him not to worry. "If I don't let Xiaoyin go to work, he will definitely hate me for managing him. You can take out a group of people from your hands and let him subcontract a source project outside to work alone."

In fact, Long Yancheng thought that there was a conflict between him and Song Yin. In fact, Song Yin had no feelings for the protagonist.

Song Yin was worried that Mu Qingliu would have too much contact with the protagonist, and didn't want the two to meet.

Long Yancheng's intention was told to Song Yin through other people's mouths, which was exactly what Song Yin wanted. He quickly took a group of people out of the head office to test the source project assigned by the subcontracting company.

In this way, he wouldn't have to see Long Yancheng, and Mu Qingliu wouldn't have to see Long Yancheng all the time.

As long as justice and evil never meet again, other things will naturally follow.

Since Song Yin recovered his health, he still works half a day every day, so he can earn less money. Mu Qingliu doesn't want him to stay up late to work overtime.

However, plans can never keep up with the changes. Song Yin is actually a workaholic. The recent programming requires the cooperation of everyone. If he, as the team leader, is not there, he is likely to be criticized by the team members.

Mu Qingliu suggested moving the entire team into the Mu residence and building a small office building in the courtyard, so that his wife can realize her self-worth and go home on time for meals and sleep.

Song Yin was naturally not happy.

The place where their team rented for work was not far from the Mu residence. Sometimes when Mu Qingliu was running at night, he would sneak in and put pressure on everyone so that he could go home and sleep holding his wife's hand.

Song Yin was also convinced by his obsession with sleep. He

was only in his twenties, why did he think about sleep every day? How could he sleep?

After a busy day of work, Song Yin said goodbye to his team members and prepared to take a walk along the road before going home.

Just as he walked to the flower and bird market, someone called him. Song Yin was attracted by the lively birds in the bird cage and did not check the caller ID when answering the phone.

After the call was connected, the other party shouted solemnly, "Is it Song Yin? Who do you think I am?"

Song Yin guessed the names of several colleagues.

The other party finally laughed out loud.

"I knew you forgot me. I am Song He!"

Song He? !

The protagonist of "The Beautiful and Tragic Series: The Domineering Young Master is Long Aotian. In the bloody novel, the spoiled little flower actually ran away with 108 babies"... Song He? !

The protagonist's fire of life in Long Yancheng! The light of desire! The most important thing

is that Song He is like a butterfly. Because he gently flapped his wings, he triggered a life-and-death battle between the villain Mu Qingliu and the righteous Long Yancheng.

Song He smiled and said, "Didn't expect it? I will come back to see you tomorrow!"