The Tip of the Gangster’s Heart

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When Mu Qiusheng thought about it, he suddenly understood why the ghost suddenly said that he was hungry.

He is the only one at home, and the only food is instant noodles.

It's no wonder he's hungry...

"..." Yun Ling opened her eyes wide, "He said he was hungry???"

"Hmm... is there a problem?"

Mu Qiusheng was at a loss.

Yun Ling stopped talking.

After a few seconds,

She suddenly grabbed her hand, with a serious face,

"Mumu, can you let me see your chat records?"

Yunze never said he was hungry,

Even if he is so hungry that he faints, he won't utter the word hungry.

He will suddenly say hungry? !

Yun Ling became emotional.

Mu Qiusheng let out a bewildered oh, then turned and went into the bedroom.

When you come out again,

She handed her the phone with a soft tone,

"Actually, there are not a few words, you see."

Yunling immediately flipped through it carefully.

As he watched, his fingers trembled.

The eye sockets were red again, and the tears kept rolling.

Mu Qiusheng tilted his head with a puzzled look on his face.

two minutes later,

Yun Ling suddenly raised her head and stared at her with tears in her eyes.

There are countless excited emotions hidden in the deep eyes.

Mu Qiusheng: ...?

Yunling returned the phone to her, wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, calmed down the excitement and joy in her heart, and said softly,

"Mumu, can I ask you to do me a favor?"

Seemingly afraid that she would not agree, she added eagerly,

"It's not free, I can give you money."

"Do me a favor, 10,000 yuan, okay?"

"..." Mu Qiusheng was stunned,

"What... what's busy?"

Yunling pointed to the kitchen, choked up, "Can you... cook a bowl of wonton noodles and send it to my brother?"

"He hasn't eaten for a day, and he still doesn't talk. I'm worried about him..."

She covered her mouth, as if she wanted to cry again.

Mu Qiusheng was stunned.

"Just cook a bowl of wontons. It doesn't matter if there are no wontons, or fried rice with eggs."

She looked anxious, almost on the verge of tears.

"As long as you are willing to help, you can ask for a price. Money is not a problem."

"Are you okay, Mumu?"

"..." Mu Qiusheng looked at the slightly hidden iron door behind her.

after awhile,

She sighed, shook her head,

"It's okay, you don't have to pay."

"Anyway, I'm also his fan."

"Sister Yun, sit down for a while, I'll cook right away."

The little girl bent her sleeves, revealing two tender white arms.

After entering the kitchen,

She got to work.

Her hair is still a little wet from taking a shower,

When it was loosened, it made her face extraordinarily fair.

Yun Ling didn't sit down, but stood there watching her, wiping away tears.

Cooking a bowl of ready-made wontons is actually very fast.

Mu Qiusheng only needs to boil the water, then throw the noodles and some seasonings into it.

She is not very good at cooking, so she can barely support herself.

Now suddenly asking her to cook it for a stranger, I always have an indescribable feeling in my heart.

fifteen minutes later,

Mu Qiusheng walked out cautiously holding a big bowl of wonton noodles.

She looked at Yun Ling, and Yun Ling said softly,

"Just walk in."

"He's in the closet. If you call him, he'll hear you."

"……Wardrobe?"

Mu Qiusheng was taken aback for a moment.

"Well, my brother...has severe autism. Likes to be in the closet."

"So... wait a minute and don't be afraid of him, okay?"

"He is very good and will not attack people."