Chapter 859 You can count on me

  Wen Churan looked at Mu Cheng through his mobile phone, and said apologetically, “Mu Cheng, I have heard about today’s affairs. For the sake of the small milk tank, I’m really bothering you...”

  Mu Cheng stroked a small head on the bed, "For the sake of a small milk pot, these are not troublesome."

  Wen Churan smiled embarrassedly.

   At this moment, Mu Cheng suddenly said seriously, "Xiaoran, we have known each other for five years, in fact, you...you don’t need to have such a relationship with me."

   Hearing this, Wen Churan was stunned for a moment, then looked up and found that Mu Cheng's face had become extremely serious.

  I just heard him say in a deep voice, "Many times, I hope you can take me as a support and can trouble me for granted without feeling sorry."

  ——I can take the trouble for granted, I don’t feel sorry.

   Even close friends can’t do this, right?

  The only thing that can be done is lovers who fall in love with each other.

   Therefore, his sentence is not explicit, but the meaning has been made very clear.

   "You're so shy!" Even the little milk can understands it, so shy, he digs his head straight into the bed.

  The atmosphere became awkward.

  In the past few years, how could Wen Churan fail to understand Mu Cheng’s feelings for him, but just pretend to be stupid, not wanting to pierce that layer of window paper.

  At this moment, she didn't know how to respond, and didn't want to respond, so she coughed slightly and wanted to change the subject.

   "Little milk pot, shouldn't you take a nap?"

  The small milk can poked his head out of the bed, and I don’t know if it was deliberately cooperated, saying, "But, I haven’t drank milk yet..."

  Wen Churan hurriedly said, "Let Mucheng Shumiao help you soak."

  The little milk tank blinked at Mu Cheng, begging for help, "Mucheng Shumi, can you help the milk tank make a glass of milk..."

   Mu Cheng smiled softly, "Of course."

   then turned around and walked over to the coffee table.

  This mother and son, you said and I said, they cooperated very tacitly, and successfully sent Mu Cheng away and resolved the embarrassment just now.

  As soon as I made milk for the small milk can, Xiaoyou Tiao knocked on the door and said, "The Presidential Palace has sent someone over to pick you up. It is said that President Adair has something to discuss with you."

   Mu Cheng frowned slightly, and he refused in a cold voice, "Let them go back!"

   "No way!" Little You Tiao was guilty, and said, "Those guards are all fierce and evil. Seeing how they look, you probably won't go back if you can't pick them up."

   screamed, and asked to be pulled away, only to see Mu Cheng walked out impatiently.

   When Xiaoyou Tiao reacted, Mu Cheng's figure had already gone.

   got on the car and arrived at the Presidential Palace. Mu Cheng was led into the study by the butler.

   "President Mucheng is here."

  In his prime, Mo was sitting at his desk and was concentrating on playing with the pen in his hand. The articulated fingers flexibly worked together with the pen, and the patterns he played were extremely beautiful, just like a wonderful performance.

   Hearing the announcement from the housekeeper, he didn't lift his head, only gave a faint hum.

impolite.

   Seeing this, Mu Cheng thought to himself, walked towards the study for himself, and then sat on the sofa.

  Until he drank the tea that the servant had loosened, the man sitting at the desk, still playing with the pen in his hand, seemed to have completely ignored him.

  Mucheng had no patience, and directly asked, "I heard that President Adair took me over, is there any important discussions?"

   Hearing this, Mo only reacted slightly when he was full.

  He raised his head, the look on Jun's face was indifferent, and his cold eyes swept past Mu Cheng's side.

  (End of this chapter)