The two came home.

Xiao Xuan'er has already gone to school, and only the old servant is cleaning up the miscellaneous items in the yard.

There were still some clothes hanging in the yard.

Among them is a satin bellyband with green onion onion, which is quite conspicuous under the morning sun. It is obvious that it is Meng Yanqing's.

Chen Mu glanced at the beautiful woman beside him.

Well, the scale is not small.

One hand is definitely not fully controlled.

The latter was worried and did not realize that his close clothes were seen by other men.

Entering the living room, Meng Yanqing brewed a cup of hot tea and served it to Chen Mu.

On weekdays, Chen Mu often visits Zhang Awei's house, and there is nothing to be afraid of when he is alone.

After all, everyone is acquaintance.

Both of Chen Mu's length and Meng Yanqing's depth and depth are very familiar with each other.

"Have Captain Chen met that girl?"

Meng Yanqing sat upright on the other side of the wooden table, still worried between her eyebrows.

Chen Mu put the transcript on the table and shook his head: "I haven't seen it before, but the girl in Ju Chunlou is not ugly, of course she is far inferior to aunt."

Meng Yanqing's jade face turned red and she said to herself:

"I'm all old and ugly, how could I compare to those young girls?"

Chen Mu said seriously: "Auntie is too modest. Who in Qingyu County knows that Auntie, you are one of the best beauty?

How could those girls in Ju Chunlou be able to compare with you? Even the famous Xue Caiqing has to lose three points of charm in front of her aunt.

Pretty as peaches in spring, pure as chrysanthemums in autumn, this sentence is most appropriate for aunts."

Listening to Chen Mu's praise, Meng Yanqing's cheeks were flushed like a fever.

My body felt hot for no reason.

The magnificent chest was pounding like a deer raking.

He glanced at him with a grudge, and Meng Yanqing deliberately raised his pretty face: "No wonder Captain Chen married such a beautiful fairy daughter-in-law. His little mouth was like a smear of honey. It is estimated that few girls in the family can resist it."

Is there any honey on my little mouth? Wouldn't you know if you try it?

Chen Mu smiled and said, "I have always been very honest and don't know any sweet words or anything. In my eyes, my aunt is Xi Shi."

"Xi Shi? Who is Xi Shi?" Meng Yanqing was curious and opened her beautiful eyes.

Chen Mu said: "It is a rumored beauty in our hometown, absolutely fairy level. There is also a saying in the local area that says 'The lover's eyes are like Xi Shi."

I see.

Meng Yanqing pointed his head.

But then, she tasted something wrong.

"Xi Shi comes from the lover's eyes..."

Meng Yanqing murmured whisperingly.

Gradually, the woman's beautiful eyes were wide open, and the rich shame and anger were intertwined, as if it was about to gush out.

"Aunt, I'm going to handle official duties, so you can do it yourself, don't pay attention to me."

Chen Mu opened the transcript and started reading.

The frown look makes people unable to disturb you.

Meng Yanqing, who was about to angrily scold the other party, said, and his snowy face was constantly changing.

After staring straight for a long time, he finally chose to remain silent in a low voice.

Maybe the other party did it unintentionally.

Meng Yanqing thought to herself.

After sitting on the chair for a while, Meng Yanqing picked up the embroidery on the table and started working.

The atmosphere inside the house was quiet.

Chen Mu, who was carefully reading the transcript, sighed gently and glanced at the beautiful woman.

Seeing that the other party was pinching the needle tightly, stitching it on the fabric, and stitching it hard, as if venting some resentment, Chen Mu couldn't help but feel numb.

Ma Dan actually teased her and crossed the line.

Sure enough, when a man thinks with his lower body, he loses his brain.

Pay attention in the future.

Chen Mu reviewed himself, focused on the transcripts in front of him, and began to read them carefully.

Time passes by minute by minute.

The room was quiet, except for the occasional sound of Chen Mu turning the pages, only the slight breathing of the two of them was left.

Meng Yanqing was a little tired and moved her sore neck.

Looking sideways, the man opposite him was working at the desk.

His expression was extremely serious.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he turned the charcoal pen in his hand with fancy techniques, and circles were dazzling.

The light outside the door slowly turned, and several scattered shadows broke through the gap.

The figure of Chen Mu is a bit hazy.

In a trance, the man was like a frozen painting.

Meng Yanqing looked at him in a daze and forgot to continue the embroidery in his hand until his white fingertips were accidentally stinged by the needle tip.

I quickly put my jade fingers between my lips.

A hint of redness floated on her cheeks as smooth as jade.

She lowered her head to embroider for a while, and couldn't help but look at it. Inexplicably, the beautiful woman felt a little strange.

It's like they're a couple.

Men work and women work in housework, and this situation is inexplicably harmonious.

It’s just that fantasy is fantasy. Although Meng Yanqing complained about her marriage, she also retained her expectations as a girl.

But reality is like a chain, reminding her that she has lost her emotional freedom.

Just think about it.

"It's old."

Meng Yanqing stroked her cheek and smiled self-deprecatingly.

...

Chen Mu finally finished reading all the transcripts.

It took more than an hour.

Abandoning those completely useless information, Chen Mu specially selected some transcripts that were helpful to the case and recorded them.

"It turns out to be similar to what I expected, and it's hard to predict."

Chen Mu murmured to himself.

I stretched and prepared to get up and move, but as soon as I stood up, the pain in my waist came exponentially.

The pain in Chen Mu could only hold the table with one hand and hit the lumbar spine with the other hand.

"Are you okay?"

Meng Yanqing put down the embroidery and looked at him with concern.

Chen Mu waved his hand, slowed down for a while before straightening up, and smiled bitterly: "It's okay, it's an old problem."

"Your body is too weak." Meng Yanqing said.

Chen Mu: “…”

Why do people always say that I am weak?

After sorting out the useful transcripts, Chen Mu looked at them and frowned: "What's this Awei doing? Will it take so long to redeem himself?"

"Or...we'll go and have a look?"

Meng Yanqing was a little worried.

Chen Mu sat back on the chair with a smile: "No need, I guess there are many rules over there, so there will be no trouble, wait a little longer."

"Um."
To be continued...