My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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I don’t know if the Mu family has forced Mu Qing to make a blind date recently. Mu Wensheng has now given up on him. It is estimated that even his marriage will not be controlled.

Is Muqing still in touch with that coquette? Will he marry her?

Zhao Anan's stomach question, but no one helped her answer at all, she was breathless.

Zheng Jing hid beside him, seeing Zhao Anan walking back and forth repeatedly on the path leading to the Muqing apartment, and she was very worried for her.

This girl is really stubborn. Why didn't you agree to marry Mu Qing? Judging from this situation, it is clear that I like Mu Qing's likes, and I just wandered downstairs, but I refused to go up.

Isn't she quite neat in doing things? With a big personality, like a boy, when did she become such a mother-in-law?

After waiting for more than half an hour, seeing Zhao An'an finally went upstairs, Zheng Jing was finally relieved.

After tossing like this, he couldn't help but step forward to carry Zhao An'an directly to Mu Qing's house!

Zhao Anan entered the apartment and pressed the elevator button on the 11th floor. As the elevator rose slowly, her heartbeat suddenly accelerated and she jumped up.

Out of the elevator, Zhao Anan stood in front of the Muqing door, and then quietly put her ear on the anti-theft door. After listening for a while, she heard no movement, she gritted her teeth, took out the key, and used the most of her life Unlock the door gently with a gentle unlocking action.

With a "click", the door opened.

Zhao Anan had been to Muqing here many times, and he never felt like opening the door so loudly like today.

She gently pushed open the door as usual, only opened a small gap, and then kept looking in.

After watching it for a while, there was no figure of Mu Qing in it.

Zhao Anan was a little bit more courageous, she put the key back in her backpack, gently pushed the door open, and crept into it.

Is Mu Qing really not at home?

There is an indescribable disappointment in Zhao Anan's heart.

She pushed open the door of Muqing's bedroom unwillingly, and a sleeping figure on the bed came into her eyes. The disappointment in her heart was immediately replaced by surprise, and a smile on her lips unconsciously.

He seemed tired, and the sound of the door just opened was a little loud, and he didn't wake him up.

Zhao Anan walked gently to the bed, sat down gently, and looked almost greedily at the man he thought about day and night, at his handsome sleeping face, with unspeakable happiness and satisfaction in his heart.

It turned out that she was so easily satisfied?

In the past, Mu Qing was dangling around her all day. She was still annoying him. Now she can't see him. Grandma severely prevents her from disturbing Mu Qing again. Instead, she feels happy even looking at him?

Zhao Anan would like to slap herself, she is really useless! Sometimes it’s not good to cherish it. When you want to lose it, you don’t have to look shamelessly.

However, she felt that she was shameless, at least she could see Mu Qing!

It's more than ten o'clock now, why is he still sleeping?

are you sick?

Zhao Anan raised his hand in distress and gently touched Muqing's forehead.

Not hot, there should be no illness.

Did you stay up late yesterday?

Otherwise, he would have gotten up early, and he certainly would not have slept so much until ten o'clock.

Zhao Anan just sat by the bed, watching Mu Qing quietly.

The bright sunlight shined through the clean glass windows and flooded the entire bedroom.

The decoration style of the bedroom is completely according to Zhao Anan's preferences, some luxurious and some warm.

The beautiful and expensive crystal chandelier on the ceiling was taken by Zhao Anan so that Zhao Zhao had brought it back from Europe. He was robbed by Mu Qing and installed it in his bedroom.

This kind of chandelier is actually not suitable for being installed in the bedroom, but is suitable for being installed in the spacious living room, but Mu Qing is reluctant to install it in the living room. He said that he usually stays in the bedroom for the longest time. In the bedroom, even if she is not beside him, he can feel a little comfort.

On the bedside cabinet, there are two little bears hugging each other. This was eleven years ago, when they were in love, Mu Qing bought it for her. She only liked it for two days, and she was too naive. Discarded. Mu Qing picked it up, washed it, and then kept it on the head of the bed, saying, this is the two of us, and we will not lose it in the future.

On the white curtains, there are all kinds of pigs that she draws from ugly to unbearable, Mu Qing did not wash them off after washing it several times, and later ignored it, he said, these little pigs look more and more like You still don't wash it.

There are traces of her everywhere, memories of her and him everywhere, beautiful and addictive.

Mu Qing was still asleep, and did not know that there was a woman who entered the room and stared at herself blatantly.

Zhao Anan had always felt that the best person in the world was his cold and cool cousin, and his body was perfect, especially a face, handsome and unreasonable.

But now, she feels that Mu Qing is the most handsome.

Jing Yichen is too indifferent and sensible, not as friendly as her Muqing.

The sun shone on his handsome face and plated him with a nice halo, which made him gentle and handsome. Zhao Anan, who wanted to kiss him, wanted to kiss him.

Soft and beautiful face, straight nose bridge, heroic eyebrows, ruddy thin lips, even ears are very beautiful.

Zhao Anan smirked unconsciously.

Mu Qing is so handsome, medical skills are so good, and people are so smart, why would you like her?

It’s normal for her to like Mu Qing. Mu Qing likes her a little bit difficult, right?

If Mu Qing could sleep like this, she wouldn’t wake up, she could always watch him here.

Seeing Mu Qing sleeping like a child, Zhao An'an was reluctant to leave.

She lowered her head and pecked gently on the wooden lips. After a long time of fighting, she still stood up and walked out of the bedroom three times.

There was a slight closing sound in the bedroom. Mu Qing, who was asleep, suddenly opened his eyes. He stretched his hand to caress his lips. The dark brown eyes were full of cheerful smiles.

Zhao Anan walked into the living room ignorantly, and suddenly remembered that a set of clothes was still in his backpack.

She took off her backpack, quickly took out the clothes wrapped in a gift box, put it on the table in the living room, then took a pen from the bag, pulled a tissue in the tissue box on the table, and wrote on it Got up.

As soon as I wrote the last period, I heard a lazy voice behind me.

"It's different to be a principal, and I will write a love letter! But, are you sure you want to write with a tissue?"

Zhao Anan was startled, turned sharply, and then fell into a familiar and warm embrace.