Chapter 1371: Potential Rival

With a sound of "Pa--", Long Muchen's fingertips pressed the hidden button on his back.

Qian Duoduo took a deep breath, and her voice became a little unsteady: "You only gave birth to a basket.. Your son was born by the catty~~"

On this side, before the exclamation "Ah~" fell, there was a muffled sound of "Mmm—" on the other side.

Long Muchen successfully captured the city!

This night, the man was unprecedentedly brave and unusual. Tell her with actions, whether you are talking about catties, baskets or big trucks, this king definitely has experience, and I will accompany you to the end!

However, when Qian Duoduo was dying of exhaustion, and her whole body was limp on the bed, Long Muchen, taking advantage of her breathlessness and confusion, approached her ear, coaxing softly: " Darling, we can't wear those skirts, I'll throw them away in a while, but don't worry, I'll ask He Bo to find a designer in the morning and make a few suits for you, guaranteed to be noble Elegant, cool and refreshing, okay?"

Qian Duoduo was terribly sleepy, no matter what Long Muchen said, she hummed, turned over, and fell asleep.

However, seeing the little thing knocking his eyelids and falling asleep, he began to worry.

Picked up her cell phone, found the call log, and finally pulled out a phone number!

110? !

This phone number must be the 'idol' that Qian Duoduo asked him to send money to in the mall?

Long Muchen thought about whether he should act first, dial 110, and threaten the man on the other side!

But after thinking about it for a while, I still decided not to startle the snake, and know myself and the enemy before I can win every battle.

After lightly putting down the phone, Long Muchen reached out and hugged Qian Duoduo's waist, turned her over, and asked cautiously: "Dear Duo, tell me, your idol Xiao Ying, who is he? Who, what's his name, I'll treat him and coffee tomorrow, okay?"

"Are you talking about Sakuragi Flower Road? You can't find him~"

Qian Duoduo muttered something sleepy, turned over, clung to Long Muchen's lap like an octopus, and began to whimper again.

This time, Long Muchen finally felt a sense of crisis.

Isn't that Yingmuhuadao the big head portrait of the man that Duo'er squatted on the ground and drew in the imperial palace?

After three full years, she still couldn't forget him?

Long Muchen really wanted to hold Qian Duoduo's arm to find out the truth about this matter, but he was so tired after seeing the little thing, he couldn't bear to torment her anymore.

So, he could only hold back his breath, paced out of the bedroom, ran into the living room alone, and drank mulled wine.

Opening the refrigerator, I randomly found a few bottled beers, took a sip, and started to complain.

This foreign malt wine is brewed like horse urine, what's so good about it?

I don't know what kind of strong taste Qian Duoduo is, so why should I drag him to eat fried chicken and beer?

"Master, it's so late, you haven't rested yet? Why are you drinking alone here?"

He Bo has been the housekeeper of the Long family for more than 20 years, he respects Long Muchen like a master, and loves Long Muchen like a child.

Seeing that his brows were furrowed, he seemed to have something on his mind, so he couldn't help asking one more question.

"Uncle He, let me ask you something~ Well, do you know who Yingmu Huadao is?"

Long Muchen tried his best to pretend to have a calm and breezy chatting attitude, but the palm of his hand kneaded the can a little out of shape, revealing his nervousness.

(PS: My dears, it’s the last two days. If you have a monthly pass in your hand, don’t hide it, it’s about to expire!)