Poor Little Guy is the Top Guy

   Chapter 195 Responsibility and Start

   In the middle of the night, Young Master Si still came through the window.

   At that time, Mu Qingcheng hadn't fallen asleep.

   Probably because of Si Qingchen's special "care", the Mu family didn't even have the slightest sense of what happened to Mu Qingcheng at school.

   This made Mu Qingcheng deeply feel the self-evident status of the Si family in the emperor, and the true strength that was deliberately hidden.

   is definitely not something that a Mu family can compete with.

   In fact, Mu Qingcheng now even faintly feels that the reason why the Mu family can compete with the Si family may be largely due to the deliberate actions of the Si family.

   And the purpose

   maybe just don't want to "wood show in the forest".

   That's all.

   At the moment, Si Qingchen turned the window and came in smoothly and landed smoothly.

   As soon as he looked up, he saw a small one sitting on the head of the bed where a small piece of silver moonlight was mottled with light and shadow, and was hugging his knees.

   With long hair hanging down his sides, he was wearing white cotton pajamas with no makeup and lowered eyebrows.

  The eyelashes are distinct, with a small shadow, and the lips are jelly-like, alluring without knowing it.

  The man stood silently at the head of the bed, his eyes darkened.

   In the next second, he leaned over and grabbed the back of her neck domineeringly.

"Well"

   Mu Qingcheng was suddenly kissed on the lips by this man in his wild thoughts, and then, an arm passed through the bend of her leg and lifted her up into the air.

   "What are you thinking, so fascinated?"

  Si Qingchen pulled the quilt on one side, put the person on his lap, and wrapped it carefully.

   Only a small face the size of a slap appeared, looking at him wetly.

   His lips parted slightly, panting in shock.

   The cold lips couldn't help evoking a doting arc, and the generous hand gently wiped the ambiguous water stains from the corners of her lips.

   The man tilted his head slightly, looking at her in a relaxed manner.

   Waiting for her to take the initiative to speak.

   After a moment, Mu Qingcheng said with some discouragement,

   "I haven't been able to find Xia Wan, and even the second brother hasn't appeared for a long time. I'm a little worried about them."

"Yes, I know."

  Si Qingchen took the person into his arms and followed her back one by one.

   Mu Qingcheng leaned obediently, stretched out his hand to play with the buttons on his shirt, his fingertips slid across the man's muscular chest, making him gradually stiff.

   After a while, he suddenly said in a low voice,

   "Brother Chen, I"

   Mu Qingcheng was hesitant to speak, and his words revealed a deep entanglement and worry.

   Even though the two of them still didn't break each other's identities, after so many things, everything seemed to be self-evident.

  The originally clear boundaries have also become blurred and ambiguous, replaced by entangled fiery feelings and noisy desires.

   But Mu Qingcheng never found the confidence to handle all this perfectly.

  There are too many intricate relationships, not only because of the Mu family and the Si family, but also because of Wuhen and Shadow.

   There was even a group of people who had been hiding in the dark and staring at them.

   All of this made Mu Qingcheng feel a lot of pressure, because at this moment, she was no longer alone.

   "It's okay, there is me."

   And Si Qingchen, who was ten years older than her, naturally understood what she was thinking.

   Just a few words at this moment, and they directly took over the most vulnerable part of her heart.

   This is the most practical and appropriate responsibility that Si Qingchen can give Mu Qingcheng.

  ****

   A day later, Mu Qingcheng officially entered Si Qingchen's school.

  Although the meaning of learning here is not great, it unexpectedly started a series of chain reactions.

   Of course, Mu Qingcheng didn't know it at this time.

   Someone has silently made her life or death a multiple choice question.

   However, the right to choose this question is not in her hands! ! !

   (end of this chapter)