After rebirth, I collapse every day

Is it because of a genetic mutation?Mu Qing sat on the sofa and thought wildly.

Suddenly a big hand was stretched out and gently attached to her head, Mu Qing looked at Feng Shiyi suspiciously.

"Don't worry, I won't dislike you, and I will cook for you for a lifetime."

Hearing this, Mu Qing threw herself into Feng Shiyi's arms, holding Feng Shiyi tightly.

A man who doesn't exercise all year round doesn't have a trace of fat around his waist. Mu Qing gently squeezed Feng Shiyi's waist.

"What do you want to do?"

Feng Shiyi grabbed Mu Qing's hand playing with fire, and a trace of evil flashed in his eyes.

Mu Qing, who was caught, showed no regrets, and stuck out her tongue mischievously.

"It's nothing, just teasing you."

Seeing this, Feng Shiyi suddenly felt a little helpless, lowered his head and gently bit Mu Qing's small earlobe.

"You're playing with fire, you know?"

Mu Qing blushed immediately, and stretched out her hand to push Feng Shiyi dissatisfied.

Seeing the interaction between the two in the kitchen, a gleam of relief flashed in Feng Yunying's eyes.

What are siblings?What is dishonesty?Anyway, she just wants her daughter to be happy.

No matter what kind of gossip there will be, as long as two people are together is the greatest happiness.

Putting away her thoughts, Feng Yunying continued with her men's actions, and quickly prepared dinner.

"There is not so much time, simple four dishes and one soup, try to see if it tastes good."

Looking at the simple home-cooked dishes on the table, Mu Qing suddenly felt a little sour in her nose.

When Su's father and Su's mother were around, it was such a simple home-cooked dish, but it tasted like home.

Mu Qing picked up a piece of yam and put it in her mouth, chewing carefully on the dish that tasted like her mother.

"good to eat."

Feng Yunying immediately breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Mu Qing would find it unpalatable, so she hurriedly served Mu Qing a meal.

"It's as good as it tastes. If you like it, eat more. I'll make it for you every day after you want to eat it."

"Ah."

Nodding quickly, Mu Qing bowed her head and began to eat.

"Eat slowly, if it's not enough, there's more here."

Feng Yunying kept picking up vegetables for Mu Qing, and Mu Qing would eat them all.

At the end of the meal, Feng Shiyi was a little worried whether Mu Qing's stomach would burst.

After all the dishes on the table were eaten, Mu Qing put down the bowls and chopsticks in her hands.

Feng Yunying drove Mu Qing and Feng Shiyi back to the bedroom, and then she cleaned up the dishes on the table by herself.

Just as Mu Qing was about to lie down on the bed, Feng Shiyi pulled her into her arms. Just as she was about to ask, she felt Feng Shiyi's hand on her stomach.

The gentle way made Mu Qing feel very comfortable, and Mu Qing rested her head on Feng Shiyi's chest.

"Why do you say you eat so much? It's not like you won't be able to eat it next time."

Feng Shiyi couldn't help blaming Mu Qing a little bit, most likely because he felt sorry for Mu Qing for supporting himself like this.

"Isn't it because this is the first time my mother cooks for me? Besides, since my mother passed away, I haven't eaten a meal that tastes like my mother..."

Hearing this, Feng Shiyi sighed helplessly, and his subordinates continued to massage and rub Mu Qing.

"Why do you think you are so stupid?"

"Because stupid people have stupid blessings."

The two looked out of the window at the same time, and neither of them spoke.

In the early morning of the next day, Mu Qing kept searching through the closet, knowing that she should have bought a dress that day.

I thought Feng Shiyi would help her get ready, but Feng Shiyi went out early.

There are still three hours before the start of the preliminaries, so it must be too late for her to do some styling.

Unable to find a satisfactory dress, Mu Qing couldn't help running around anxiously.

Ding dong.

The doorbell rang suddenly, and Mu Qing put down the clothes in her hand and went to open the door.

Standing outside the door was Feng Shiyi who had gone out in the morning, and the person standing behind Feng Shiyi was the one who designed her styling last time.

"Stupid? It seems that you can't do anything without me."

Feng Shiyi smiled and stretched out his hand to flick Mu Qing's forehead, and led Mu Qing to sit on the sofa.

"You saw these two people last time, and they will also design your looks in the future."

The purple-haired man reached out to Mu Qing to say hello.

"We meet again, my name is Jenny, and this paralyzed face is Jack."

"Jenejack? Are you brothers?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Mu Qing's eyes, these two people were not alike at all.

Jenny snapped his fingers: "Congratulations, you got the answer right. As a reward, put it on yourself."

Looking at the dress Jenny handed over, Mu Qing glanced at Feng Shiyi, then took the dress and went back to the bedroom to change.

Jack made a temporary dressing table and waited to design Mu Qing's style.

Putting on her dress, Mu Qing sat quietly in front of the makeshift dressing table, letting Jack make up her.

After putting on her makeup, Mu Qing glanced at her watch. There were still 10 minutes before the start of the preliminary round.

Seeing Mu Qing's appearance after dressing up, Feng Shiyi's eyes flashed with astonishment.

Then he drove Mu Qing to the competition venue.

"Are you nervous?"

"I've been preparing for this moment for so long, how can I not be nervous?"

Mu Qing was so nervous that her palms started to sweat, but she didn't have the slightest intention to back down.

This time is a sensational competition in S City, and of course the Gu family will also attend.

So Feng Shiyi just sent Mu Qing to the competition venue, and then Mu Qing had to deal with everything after that.

In front of the magnificent ancient Roman hotel, reporters were already surrounded, waiting anxiously in front of the red carpet.

A stretched Lincoln suddenly stopped at a section of the red carpet, and the reporter rushed up.

Seeing President Song who just got off the car, the reporter frantically started to take pictures.

Ever since Mu Qing announced his comeback, no one cared about Song's medical equipment. He wanted to interview him, but he couldn't stop the president of Song's.

"President Song, what do you think of Mu Qing's claim that you stole?"

"Mr. Song, I heard that no one cares about Song's medical equipment. What's your opinion on this matter?"

"Mr. Song, can you answer our question?"

With bodyguards leading the way, President Song proudly walked towards the interior of the venue.

Just when the reporter thought they would return in vain, a customized silver-gray Bugatti Veyron stopped at one end of the red carpet again.

When they saw this car, they knew who the protagonist in the car was. The reporter gave up on President Song and turned around to surround this high-end car.

Feng Shiyi helped Mu Qing open the car door very gentlemanly, and stretched out his hand towards Mu Qing.

Mu Qing in the car gracefully handed out her green jade hand, and slowly walked out of the car.

The flashing lights stopped suddenly, and even the President of the Song Corporation stopped, and everyone looked at Mu Qing bewilderedly.

The lotus-colored dress set off Mu Qing's curvy figure, and the suit jacket draped over it gave Mu Qing the illusion of being vulnerable.

The silver-white high-heeled shoes made Mu Qing look unusually tall, her slightly curly long hair was all coiled up, and a few strands of broken hair between her forehead added to her playfulness.

The temple bangs and curly hair should be incompatible, but on Mu Qing's body they are extremely harmonious and beautiful.

The peach blossom eyes are captivating, but the eyes are extremely clear.