Chapter 263 I admit defeat

   "I'm going to cook." Su Qiluo knew that he was right, and didn't argue with her, so he simply went to the kitchen to cook.

   Mu Qingyun watched him leave and got up from the bed with his arms up.

   simply put on some clothes, washed and went to the hall.

   Sitting on the sofa, she turned on the TV. She looked at the kitchen, where Su Qiluo was busy in her apron, and the smoke was rising from the cooking.

   She looked at it for a while, then suddenly stood up, walked behind Su Qiluo, raised her arms gently and hugged her, "We'll leave when enough plants are spawned."

   "Leave?" Su Qiluo was cooking while holding the spatula. He didn't have time to turn his head and asked softly.

"Yeah." She nodded against his back with a serious look on her face, "Find a rural house, bring our chinchillas there, raise another dog, a group of rabbits, and we don't care about anything else. ."

   "Okay." Su Qiluo hooked his lips.

The    dish was just finished cooking, he put down the spatula, reached out and put his hand on hers, turned around and kissed it.

   "It was fine for me to take you to that place before, but you have to come back, or wouldn't we be living the kind of life you said now?"

  Su Qiluo touched her head, "The meal is ready, where do you want to eat?"

   "In the living room, watch TV while eating." She lowered her eyes to hide the melancholy in her eyes, turned around and walked to the living room, "I just found a costume drama, and it looks like ours."

   Hearing this, Su Qiluo smiled without saying a word, packed the food and put it in the living room.

   The two of them ate while watching.

  An ancient costume drama, Su Qiluo gets bored the more he watches it. In the current era, these tactics are useless at all.

   But Mu Qingyun got better and better, she could even give some pointers to the trickery inside.

"nice?"

  Su Qiluo turned to look at her and found that her eyes were almost glued to the TV, so she couldn't help laughing and asking.

   "It's okay, in general, the protagonist is very lucky, the villain's IQ is high and sometimes low, and some tricks are really eye-catching, but more are unrealistic."

   Mu Qingyun seriously talked about the advantages and disadvantages of this TV series, one by one, Su Qiluo wanted to laugh.

   "So serious?"

   "Everything must be taken seriously." She replied, and put another mouthful of food into her mouth.

  After eating, the two stayed at home for a long time.

   This time, Su Qiluo learned the lesson from yesterday and drove to the registration office at 5 o'clock in the afternoon.

   All the way was unobstructed, and the two of them arrived around 5:30.

  Like Mu Qingyun yesterday, the two had nowhere to go, so they went straight to the coffee shop, ordered two cups of coffee, and waited for nine o'clock.

   "By the way, I haven't asked you yet, why does it have to be at nine o'clock in the evening?" Su Qiluo took a sip of coffee and asked suspiciously.

   "Make a lucky number, 99, long." Mu Qingyun looked at the pattern on the coffee, raised her hand to support her chin, and looked at him with interest.

  Su Qiluo was stunned when she heard this.

   After a long time of reaction, he twitched the corners of his mouth, showing a smile, "Superstition."

   "I'm an ancient person, so superstition is the right thing to do." She smiled, picked up the coffee, didn't drink it, just stared at it for a while.

   Although this thing is bitter and fragrant, it is still much worse than tea.

   "What you said makes sense," Su Qiluo raised her eyebrows with a smile in her eyes, "But superstition is not advisable, you must believe in science."

   "Science?" She tilted her head and put down the coffee.

   "Since you believe in science so much, then tell me why I can travel here, and why do vampires have the ability to predict?"

  Su Qiluo took another sip of coffee, "Vampires have existed since ancient times, just like the evolution of our human beings, we can all evolve, why can't they have the ability to predict?

   As for the time-travel, isn't it all the formations that Su Zhou came up with? "

   Mu Qingyun squinted slightly and pretended to sigh helplessly, "You can't prove science, on the contrary, you can't deny superstition."

   "Why not?" Su Qiluo shook the coffee cup in his hand, "What is superstition, it is belief in some ethereal things, but predictions and formations are not ethereal things."

   "Then why do you think that nine o'clock long is a superstition?" She raised her eyes lazily. In fact, she had already lost this debate, but she would not admit defeat.

   Even if it is sophistry, she must win.

   "The vampire's prophecy and the formation are all based on evidence, but there is no basis for the point of nine o'clock long. Or, can you give me an example?" Su Qiluo was also enthusiastic and began to discuss this issue with her.

   In this regard, Mu Qingyun smiled and shrugged indifferently, "There are too many examples. If you ask me to give examples, I will not be able to finish them for three days and three nights."

   "Oh?" Su Qiluo didn't expect such an answer.

"Look, the number of people who got the certificate at nine o'clock is countless, and in our place, everyone who gets married must have the birth date of both parties, and choose a good day and festival." Mu Qingyun hooked her lips and said with a small smile: " Almost most of them are long-lasting, right?"

   As soon as these words came out, Su Qiluo instantly understood.

   Dare to love this is something that can’t be argued, so I started to sophistry.

   put the coffee cup in his hand on the table, he looked at her, suddenly lowered his head and smiled: "You're right, it's my fault."

   Compromise when it’s time to compromise. Sometimes, it doesn’t make sense to fight for a result.

   "Admit defeat?" Mu Qingyun raised her eyebrows in surprise, but she didn't expect him to admit his mistake so quickly.

   "Well, I admit defeat." Su Qiluo nodded and looked in front of her, on the unmoved coffee, "You don't like coffee?"

   "I prefer tea." She turned her head sideways, "When we return to the seclusion field, we will cultivate some tea, and I will give you some tea."

"it is good."

  The two looked at each other with anticipation in their eyes.

  …

   In the evening, the night falls, casting a shadow on the earth.

Outside the    registration office, Linger in uniform stood outside the door, looking left and right.

   "It's half past eight."

   At the same time, Su Qiluo's voice rang from his ear.

  Mu Qingyun hooked the corner of his mouth and stood up, "Go, my destined husband, it's time for us to register."

   "Here." Su Qiluo also raised his lips, walked to her side, and followed her to the registration office.

  Linger's eyes were sharp and her mouth was quick, and she began to shout as soon as she saw them, "His Royal Highness, Admiral, this way!"

  Although nine o'clock is not too early, there are still some people walking on the road, and there are also many newcomers registered at the registration office.

   As soon as they heard Linger's words, they almost invariably turned their heads and looked at Mu Qingyun and Su Qiluo.

   Suddenly surrounded by everyone's eyes, Mu Qingyun frowned irritably, but Su Qiluo was handy, reached out to hold her hand, and walked forward with her head held high.

   (end of this chapter)