Chapter 2300 Do You Really Want to Kneel on the Keyboard?

Tan Qingqing still knew.

When Tan Mu returned home, she and Mo Ziyi were waiting in the living room.

Hearing his footsteps entering, Tan Qingqing immediately stood up from the sofa, and Mo Ziyi beside her softly shouted, "Qingqing."

He also stood up and went to greet him.

At the entrance, Tan Mu's eyes changed slightly.

Looking at Qingqing walking quickly, a kind smile appeared on his eyebrows, "Qingqing, why are you back so late?"

"Dad, you also knew it was so late?"

Tan Qingqing pursed her lips, with distress written on her delicate and fair face, "Do you want to see if my mother won't go during the day? It's midnight, it's so cold, and you're still injured. What if you catch a cold again? ?”

"My health is not that bad."

Qin Mu smiled and shook his head.

Tan Qingqing didn't think so, "Anyway, you are not allowed to go to the cemetery in the middle of the night. If you really miss my mother, then ask me to go with you."

"Dad, I agree with what Qingqing said."

A few steps away, Mo Ziyi's handsome figure stood there, elegant and gentle, with a noble temperament.

As soon as he spoke, Qingqing raised her chin a little more, "Dad, you must promise me."

"Okay, I promise you, I will visit your mother during the day from now on." Tan Mu reluctantly agreed.

He looked at Mo Ziyi and said, "Ziyi, it's very late now. You and Qingqing go back and rest."

"good."

Mo Ziyi nodded with a smile, walked over and pulled Qingqing into his arms, "Dad, you should go to bed early and have breakfast at home tomorrow morning."

"I won't go over for breakfast. Just make a phone call when you leave, or press the horn at the door."

"Okay, then we'll pick you up tomorrow morning."

Mo Ziyi and Tan Qingqing walked out of the villa hand in hand and walked home.

At the same time, in the master bedroom on the second floor of the Mo family villa.

Mo Xiuchen told Wen Ran frankly and leniently how he was injured in detail.

He promised with a sincere and serious face, "Of course, I promise I won't hide anything from you in the future. Please don't be angry with me again, okay?"

"snort."

Wen Ran glared at him displeased.

Mo Xiuchen smiled apologetically, "Of course, you go to bed first. I'll go to the study and kneel on the keyboard for two hours before I come out."

After saying that, he really turned around and left.

"Mo Xiuchen."

Behind him, Wen Ran shouted angrily and funny.

Mo Xiuchen turned his head and looked at her with a smile, "Of course, do you have any other orders?"

"Do you really want to kneel on the keyboard?"

"In no mood."

"Then what are you pretending to be? Come here."

"Of course, aren't you angry?"

Mo Xiuchen returned to Wen Ran.

Wen Ran looked at his smiling features and sighed softly.

Her eyes fell on his injured arm, she pursed her lips and reached out to touch the sleeve of his pajamas.

This time, Mo Xiuchen didn't dare to move.

Instead, he said comfortingly, "Of course, the wound will heal immediately."

The sleeves of his pajamas were easily pulled up, and his wounds were exposed under the soft and warm crystal light, falling into Wen Ran's sight.

There was a layer of distress in her gentle eyes, and she lightly touched the edge of the wound with her fingers, "You still call such a long wound a small injury."

"Of course, it doesn't hurt."

"Where's Amu's injury?"

While Wen Ran felt sorry for Mo Xiuchen, she thought that Tan Mu was also injured, and her eyebrows furrowed tightly again.

"Amu's injury was not as deep as mine. However, although Amu and I were both injured, we avenged An Lin, which was worth it. After all, we have neglected to exercise in these years, and that's why Amu and I are so good. Together, Mu and Mu can't defeat a sniper."

"There are people outside the world, not to mention the one who eats that bowl of rice. It's normal that you can't beat him. Fortunately, you are only slightly injured."

Wen Ran let go of Mo Xiuchen's arm and put her arms around his waist.

She buried her face in his chest and said softly, "Xiu Chen, I'm not angry that you were hurt. I'm angry that you still hid it from me. We are both dozens of years old. Don't treat me like a child." Tell me nothing."

"Okay, I will definitely get rid of this bad habit."

Mo Xiuchen admitted his mistake very readily.

"Did you wash your hand in the shower just now?"

"No, of course, please help me wash up again."

"dont wash."

Wen Ran let go of him and stood up, "I will wash you properly tomorrow."

"Yeah, okay." Mo Xiuchen agreed with a smile, "I haven't slept with you in my arms for many days. I miss you so much. Let's go to bed now."

As soon as he finished speaking, his cell phone rang.

Wen Ran pursed her lips and chuckled, "You answer the phone first."

"It's Ah Jin."

"My brother is looking for you so late. There must be something wrong."

Mo Xiuchen smiled, pressed the answer button, and lifted the quilt to let Wen Ran get into bed.

Wen Ran sat on the bed, and he also sat on the bed, listening to Wen Jin's voice, "Xiu Chen, are you asleep?"

"Just getting ready for bed, are you home?"

"Well, Amu has also gone back...Xiu Chen, Amu asked me a question tonight. Has he mentioned channeling or other topics to you before?"

"Psychic?"

A look of deep thought flashed across Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and his voice hesitated slightly. Wen Jin didn't need to say anything further, he had already guessed Tan Mu's thoughts.

"Amu wants to find a psychic?"

"Amu said he wanted to try it."

"Since Amu has thought of this, let's give it a try. He has been unable to let go of An Lin in the past few years. If there is a way for him to meet An Lin, that would be good."

Mo Xiuchen said while thinking.

"I've only seen on TV and novels that psychics can meet the dead and the living." Wen Jin said unconvincingly on the other end of the phone.

Mo Xiuchen reached out and grabbed Wen Ran's hand, held it in his palm, and said calmly, "I heard someone say it before, whether it's true or not, since A Mu has this idea, let's give it a try. If not, , he will always think about it.”

"Okay, let's try our best to find people in this field. You can tell Ah Kai and Ah Feng later that one more person will be more helpful."

"Well, I'll tell them."

After Mo Xiuchen finished talking to Wen Jin on the phone, he saw Wen Ran frowning slightly. He stretched out his hand to smooth her forehead with a smile, "Ran Ran, are you worried about A Mu?"

Wen Ran shook his head, "Maybe I'm overthinking it. Even if Amu can't let An Lin go, he won't do anything stupid."

"If it weren't for those four old people, he might do something stupid, but now, he won't." Mo Xiuchen said with certainty.

"Xiuchen, actually, what my brother told you about psychics just now, I wanted to tell you before, but firstly, I thought it was too unrealistic, and secondly, I was afraid of disappointing A Mu."

"Of course, is it possible that you know someone who is psychic?"

Mo Xiuchen looked at Wen Ran with a smile.

"I can try to contact you." Wen Ran said uncertainly.

Mo Xiuchen put down his phone and pulled her to lie on the bed, "Don't tell A Mu until you contact someone."

Wen Ran smiled and nodded, "I know, if you contact someone, you have to confirm the authenticity first before telling A Mu."