Mu Luzhu asked her to deliver the drawing board to her?
What was she planning?
Mu Qingli looked normal, her long eyelashes trembled twice, and she stood up and took the drawing board with both hands, "Okay, Dad, I got it."
"Here is the address." Mu Junliang then stuffed a small note into Mu Qingli's hands, "The driver at home has taken your mother to the church, you can just walk over, your fourth sister lives not far from here."
No driver to take you?
Could it be that the huge Mu family only has one driver?
This matter... is a bit interesting.
Mu Qingli nodded obediently, "Okay, then I'll go first." After she finished speaking, she picked up the sun hat on the table and put it on her head, carrying the drawing board and walked out the door.
Mu Junliang looked at Mu Qingli's back, with a satisfied look in his eyes.
According to the address on the note, Mu Qingli came to a quiet road.
It was still early, and there was not even a car on the road. There were tall sycamore trees on both sides of the road, and the crisp sound of birds could be heard from time to time.
Mu Qingli was walking quietly with a drawing board on her back. She was wearing a white dress and a straw hat on her head. Her black hair was evenly spread behind her head, reaching her waist. Just from the back, the picture was as beautiful as if she was in a painting.
"This back view is amazing!" A red luxury car drove up behind her. The man in the driver's seat couldn't help but glance sideways and whistled.
"Speed up!" The man in the passenger seat had a slightly cold voice. There was not even a trace of expression on his cold face, not to mention a glance out of the window. He was holding a black puppy in his arms.
This man not only had no bad habits, but also had no interest in beautiful women. What
fun is there in such a life?
Is he going to be a monk with such a pure heart?
Song Jiu complained in his heart, and stepped on the accelerator, and the luxury car passed by the man outside the car.
But in the next second.
"Chi-"
A sharp brake sound came from the silent air, shaking the eardrum.
Song Jiu, who was sitting in the driver's seat, hit his head hard on the steering wheel, grimacing in pain, while Fu Lanshen, who was sitting in the passenger seat, was as steady as a rock. "What's wrong?"
"The car broke down." Song Jiu rubbed his head in pain, "I'll go down and take a look."
Mu Qingli also happened to come from behind, and just when she was about to walk to the side of the car, the little Baba in the Pearl House said: [Master, your chance to make money has come. ]
"What do you mean?" Mu Qingli raised her eyebrows slightly.
[Master, the car broke down, you go and help fix it, the Yin family is hungry, this is a luxury car, remember to ask for more money after it is fixed. ] "
But I don't know how to repair the car." Mu Qingli stopped and looked ahead. The front of the car was smoking. Hmm... a limited edition Maserati, she couldn't afford to pay for it if it was broken.
[It's okay, we have the omnipotent Xiao Baba here, sister Lord Yin, just go forward boldly, go forward, don't look back...] Xiao Baba patted his chest proudly, and at the end, he even sang.
"Then I'll try." Mu Qingli continued to walk forward.
Just at this moment, the door of the driver's seat was opened, and the long legs wrapped in black suit pants stepped out first. He had short yellow hair, handsome features, and extraordinary bearing. He held the phone in his hand and said angrily: "What? Two hours! What kind of service attitude is this!"
When his eyes touched Mu Qingli who was walking from behind, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and the anger on his face subsided a little.
Even if he was angry, he couldn't lose his demeanor in front of a beautiful woman.
"Sir, is there a problem with the car?" Mu Qingli walked to Song Jiu and asked softly.
Song Jiu was stunned for a moment, then hung up the phone, and blushed very rarely, "Yes... yes." He has been in the love field for many years, but it was the first time he blushed in front of such a young girl.
When he thought that this little girl actually approached him, he was excited again.
Romantic luck!
He was romantically lucky!
Mu Qingli's eyes passed Song Jiu and fixed on the smoking front of the car. She said in a light tone: "The car suddenly lost power while driving at high speed. There was no response when I stepped on the accelerator and then it stalled. The oil was just added this morning, so it shouldn't be out of oil..."
At this point, Mu Qingli put the drawing board on the ground, rolled up his sleeves, and skillfully opened the front cover. According to Xiao Baba's instructions, he quickly analyzed the main reason for the car's breakdown.
Song Jiu was stunned.
He originally thought that Mu Qingli was here to chat up, but she didn't expect that she was here to repair the car. Look at this posture, she is a master of repair.
Fu Lanshen was sitting in the driver's seat. From his angle, he could just see the girl's tall nose and cherry-like lips. A breeze blew, and a strand of naughty hair slid down to her cheek. The collision of black and white was breathtakingly beautiful.
Fu Lanshen narrowed his eyes slightly. He always felt that this scene was a little... too familiar.
Just at this moment, the fat bear in his arms moved, whimpering weakly, and scratched Fu Lanshen's clothes with its two little paws. Even with a fever, it was still so restless.
Fu Lanshen looked away from her and took out the thermometer.
40.5 degrees.
High fever.
Can't delay any longer.
What is Song Jiu still hesitating about? It's already this late, and he's still in the mood to flirt with girls?
Fu Lanshen frowned slightly, put the fat bear aside, and leaned out of the car.
When Song Jiu saw Fu Lanshen getting out of the car, he immediately stepped forward and said, "Seventh Master, wait a minute, the car is already being repaired."
Mu Qingli quickly connected a wire and shouted without raising her head, "Do you have a wrench? Hand me a wrench."
Just this light voice attracted Fu Lanshen's attention. He looked up and saw a very focused and elegant profile.
The slender and thick eyelashes cast a light shadow on her eyelids.
"Yes!" Song Jiu immediately trotted to pick up the emergency tool box from the trunk. Just as he was about to give it to Mu Qingli, he felt a black top of his head and the air around him became a little colder. Then his hand felt light, and a low voice came from above his head, "I'll do it, you go to the car to take care of your brother."
Song Jiu was stunned and let Fu Lanshen take the tools in his hand.
Take care of your brother?
What's going on with Seventh Master? Isn't he not interested in women? Isn't he going to be a monk?
Why did you take away his toolbox?
Song Jiu wanted to cry but had no tears. He had to get in the car and watched Fu Lanshen replace him and walk towards Mu Qingli step by step.
Fu Lanshen blocked the pouring sunlight, and his handsome figure cast a shadow on Mu Qingli.
Mu Qingli took the wrench, and because she was so focused on repairing the car, she didn't even notice that someone had changed beside her.
Mu Qingli handed the wrench to the man next to her, and then said, "Pliers."
After using the pliers, she gave another order.
"Plum blossom."
"Hand hammer."
"..."
Fu Lanshen had been silently cooperating with her work.
Song Jiu was stunned while sitting in the car.
This was the first time he saw Fu Lanshen so close to the opposite sex.
If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would have believed that the supreme Seventh Master of the Fu Family was actually ordered around by a little girl for more than ten minutes...
Song Jiu even regretted why he didn't take out his phone to record the magical scene.
"It's fixed. Go and start it." Mu Qingli clapped his hands with a relaxed look on his face. When he looked up and saw the man's angular and cold features, he was stunned.