Chapter 110 Who's Phone

When Yu Yifeng sent a message to Mu Qing, he originally planned to be as serious as usual, but when he thought about how Mu Qing was lying quietly in the bed with the woven bracelet on his wrist this morning, his thoughts came to an end. Feel turned a corner.

Rong Ying in the passenger seat fastened his seat belt and looked up, and saw his grandson looking at his phone with a smile, and smiled clearly: "What about sending a message to Xiao Mu?"

"Well, I made a joke with him." Yu Yifeng put down his phone and helped Rong Ying check his seat belt. Seeing that there was no problem, he started the car, "I hope he won't be scared when he wakes up."

"You can be joking, it seems that you have made good progress this time." Rong Ying commented on him.

"It's not bad, it depends on how you define it." Yu Yifeng sighed, "If you compare it with the time when you chased him years ago, it's really good; but if you just look at the relationship between us, it's not really good. There's been a lot of progress."

Rong Ying didn't ask more, just nodded: "This kind of thing can't be rushed. As long as there is a good trend, taking it slowly is also a way."

After getting off the airport expressway, the snow got heavier and heavier. Yu Yifeng slowed down and kept a distance from the car in front, so he couldn't be distracted and chat.

After returning to the downstairs of the community where he rented, and taking Rong Ying's things home, he began to continue the topic on the road: "I thought you would ask us in detail about the situation, and then help me support trick."

"I'm just here to see my old friends, but I don't plan to worry about that." Rong Ying walked into the living room and looked around, frowning her delicate brows, "Why do you look like a business hotel? None?"

"I live by myself, so I don't pay much attention." Yu Yifeng put Rong Ying's suitcase into the guest room, and said as he walked to the kitchen, "And it's so nice to keep it clean and easy to clean."

Rong Ying held his forehead: "Then if Xiao Mu comes to your side in the future, what will you do?"

Yu Yifeng took out the black tea he bought for Rong Ying in a hurry two days ago, and said casually: "He is such a person who pays attention to the quality of life and sees me here, so he will definitely sympathize with me, maybe one will sympathize with me. He agreed to everything I said, and I earned it with blood."

Rong Ying heard a complicated expression on her face: "You have even thought about this, and you still lack your grandmother's help?"

Yu Yifeng smiled: "Let's brainstorm ideas."

Rong Ying shook his head: "Forget it, you two are at your own pace, I have said a lot before, and now if I really want to give you a trick, just be sure of Xiao Mu's smartness. It looks like I got involved, which is a disservice."

"Okay." Yu Yifeng shook his head regretfully, and put the brewed black tea in front of Rong Ying, "Grandma, take a break, and I'll drive you to the place to meet your friends later."

"I don't need you, my friend will drive to pick me up later." Rong Ying glanced at his grandson, and said to him gracefully, "You'd better save your energy and go to Xiao Mu to get closer."

Yu Yifeng nodded and asked again, "That night—"

"You don't have to worry about it either." Rong Ying rolled his eyes at him, "I'm seventy, not seven, so you don't need to look at me like a child. Today is Christmas, if you don't behave well with others, you're still chattering here. What? Go go go!"

Yu Yifeng originally planned to chat with Rong Ying for a while, but was urged by Rong Ying, so he had to go downstairs to Mu Qing.

After Mu Qing received Yu Yifeng's message, he was completely drowsy, and there was no response when he sent another message to ask. Although Rong Ying is unlikely to come directly to his side no matter what angle he thinks about, considering Yu Yifeng's completely unconventional style, he still gets up and makes the messy home simple. Packed up a bit.

He had just packed up when there was a knock on the door outside.

Mu Qing took a deep breath and walked over to open the door with some trepidation. When he saw that there was only Yu Yifeng outside the door, he finally breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately responded: "You did it on purpose, is not it?"

Yu Yifeng's face was full of innocence: "What is it on purpose?"

Seeing that his face was obviously pretending to be on his face, Mu Qing sneered and took a step back to close the door. Yu Yifeng was shocked and quickly admitted his mistake: "I'm sorry, I'm just on a whim, I don't... ."

Before he could finish his words, he suddenly noticed the relaxed smile on Mu Qing's face, and he was dumbfounded: "You—you deliberately—"

Mu Qing pulled back a bit, and when he learned that Rong Ying didn't come, he felt a little relaxed, so he didn't bother with him any more: "Come in."

Yu Yifeng didn't give up, but when he entered the door, he embraced Mu Qing's waist and kissed him fiercely: "Are you kidding me?"

Mu Qing stretched out his hand and pushed Yu Yifeng away a little, and admitted it with a smile: "Yes, I've played a trick on you. What are you going to do?"

When Mu Qing spoke, there was a little smile in his eyes, with a sly look that was very different from the gentle and elegant Yu Yifeng was used to before.

But his current appearance made Yu Yifeng even more unable to take his eyes off him, so he had to surrender unconditionally: "I... make you breakfast?"

Mu Qing laughed out loud at his answer, pushed him away and walked to the bedroom: "Then do it, I'll rest for a while, just don't blow up my kitchen."

Yu Yifeng watched him go to the bedroom, but when Mu Qing stretched out his hand to open the door, he was sharp-eyed and found that he did not have the wristwatch or bracelet he wore on his wrist.

The bedroom door was closed, blocking the view.

Yu Yifeng stood there for a while, but in the end did not follow up in the bedroom to question.

It was me who put on the watch and bracelet for Mu Qing while he was asleep, and I hoped to restore the old one with him quickly. what.

Even though there is only a wall between the two now, there is still a long way to go.

Yu Yifeng sighed and walked to the kitchen, but before the others entered the kitchen, the phone suddenly rang.

The caller is from an unfamiliar number.

Yu Yifeng looked at the call notification, and suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart. He glanced at the closed bedroom door, hesitated for a moment between answering and not answering, and finally slid to the answer button.

"Hello, may I ask who you are?"

When Yu Yifeng answered the call, he kept his voice as gentle and polite as possible, but the tone of the female voice coming from the opposite side was colder than the snowy winter outside the window: "Yu Yifeng?"

this sound...

In front of Yu Yifeng's eyes, a figure that he had only seen by chance downstairs in Mu Qing suddenly appeared. At that time, he still didn't understand why she looked over with disgust on her face, but combined with the words from his grandmother and his own speculation, the identity of the woman was already revealed - that was Mu Qing's mother.

And now, the mother, who looked at him very unpleasant for the first time, called him.

Although she didn't know why she called herself, Yu Yifeng's attitude instantly corrected: "Hello, I am."

Tao Shuang naturally heard the change in his tone and hummed, "You are quick to respond."

"Naturally I don't dare to neglect your call." Yu Yifeng's nerves were tense, and his tone was respectful and polite, "Is there anything you are looking for me for?"

Tao Shuang glanced at Gong Shichen, who was standing in front of him with a slumped head, and said lightly, "Tell Mu Qing to answer the phone."