MTL - Borrowing a Kiss-Chapter 51 A clear conscience

The author has something to say: Qiuqiu: I am the head of the family (serious face)

Liang Muqiu was hugged by Cen Nan on her lap, crying a little hypoxia, her eyelashes were wet, and her eyes that were originally warm and harmless were now more like a puppy.

Except when Cen Nan broke up with him, he has never been so embarrassed in his life.

Cen Nan coaxed him in a low voice, cupped his tear-stained face, kissed his eyes, and called him "baby".

"I'm sorry, I won't make you feel so sad in the future." Cen Nan has been apologizing today.

The regrets he has said in his life may not be as many as today. So many people wanted him to bow their heads and admit that he was wrong, but he always just gave him a cold look, a proud look , not even a single soft word.

He was willing to be soft to Liang Muqiu.

Liang Muqiu really wants his life now, and he will probably finish his will and obey.

However, Liang Muqiu snorted lightly in his arms and muttered, "Don't coax me, if you make me sad again, I will castrate you."

Cen Nan laughed dumbly, "Change it, I can give you my life, it's not a joke."

Liang Muqiu snorted again.

The two held each other for a long time.

The scented candles in the bedroom were not lit, but there was still a scent of bergamot in the air, long and long in the summer.

Liang Muqiu was playing with the button that Cen Nan just took out, the one that was stolen by Cen Nan after graduating from high school. He planned to use it as a decoration in the future and put it in the bedroom. After all, it is also a button that has crossed the ocean. It has been hidden for ten years as a testimony of love, which is still of commemorative significance.

And Cen Nan has been harassing him, kissing his lips, ears, nose tip, kissing Liang Muqiu into anger.

"Enough is enough," Liang Muqiu pushed him and said, "It's not over yet, kiss me again and my mouth is swollen."

Cen Nan can only regret to stop the sexual harassment.

But he looked at Liang Muqiu, and he didn't even realize what kind of love he was hiding in his eyes at the moment, the usually cold eyes melted like spring snow and turned into a monstrous flood.

He smiled subconsciously, as if he had a great deed and became the lucky one in the world.

"It still feels like a dream." He murmured, "Do you really forgive me?"

If it's a dream, just let him sleep for a long time.

He pursed his lips, decided not to bother with Cen Nan, touched his stomach, arched Cen Nan, and said confidently, "I'm hungry."

Cen Nan only then realized that he had made a restaurant reservation.

After he wanted to confess to Liang Muqiu,

But look at Liang Muqiu's peach-like eyes again, his shirt has been pulled off the button, and it is estimated that Liang Muqiu will not be willing to go out.

He said warmly, "Now we have two choices. One is that I made an appointment for dinner at Cirton. Although the time has passed, I can still eat it."

Liang Muqiu shook her head and resolutely refused, "It's so embarrassing for me to go out like this."

Cen Nan knew it, but he quickly kissed Liang Muqiu again, "I think you look good like this."

Liang Muqiu pushed his face away with disgust, "What about the second one?"

"The second is that your new boyfriend is not bad at cooking, so he can cook you a simple dinner."

Cen Nan was very fortunate. When he checked the room again two days ago, he filled the refrigerator. Although he didn't have time for a big meal, there was more than enough for a dinner.

He showed Liang Muqiu the ingredients in the refrigerator, "Spaghetti or curry rice?"

"Pasta."

"What more?"

Liang Muqiu picked and ordered, "salt-baked chicken wings, beef ribs, and potato salad."

Cen Nan obeyed, skillfully took a black apron from behind the door, picked up a kitchen knife, turned into a housekeeper in a second, and took time to tell Liang Muqiu, "Stay away from the pot, oily Time not to splash you."

Liang Muqiu gave a perfunctory hum, admired the silhouette of Cen Nan cooking, and felt that her new boyfriend was very handsome.

He was slightly lost.

In fact, not only Cen Nan felt like a dream, he also felt that sometimes there would be a sense of vainness that was not down-to-earth, thinking that maybe when he woke up, it was all fake, Cen Nan did not return to China at all , still in Chicago, and he was lying in his bedroom, everything was a dream.

He couldn't help but reach out and poke at Cen Nan, and pinched the muscles on his arm.

It is hot and the muscles are strong.

Cen Nan slowed down his chopping hand, looked up at Liang Muqiu, "What's wrong?"

Liang Muqiu shook her head and said nothing.

But he was idle in the kitchen, and it didn't take long for him to think of another thing, and poked Cen Nan's waist again, and began to ask his teacher for guilt.

"You haven't told me why I saw Ruan Zhuxian downstairs in your apartment, does she also live there?" Liang Muqiu was very kind when he was 20 years old and turned to Cen Nan. The fluttering Yingying and Yanyan are very tolerant. They belong to him anyway, but now he has changed his mind. Even if he knows that Cen Nan and Ruan Zhuxian are innocent, he will be jealous out of thin air, "You'd better explain it honestly."

Cen Nan simply forgot about it.

"She should help me get things," Cen Nan confessed, "I moved later, to a small villa in the north to take care of my grandma, but the apartment has not been opened for half a year. When I quit the lease, when I couldn't separate, she helped me go there once or twice."

I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence that Liang Muqiu bumped into it.

Cen Nan looked at the torn carrots on the chopping board, and his heart was actually full of depression. Sometimes life is full of misunderstandings. If he met Liang Muqiu at that time, maybe today would be another Fan scene.

But there is no if in life.

Liang Muqiu remembered something else. Hearing Cen Nan said to take care of his grandmother, he hesitated and asked, "Your grandma... Did she die of illness in the end?"

Cen Nan nodded.

"The cancer finally got worse. She was not in good health for several years, and surgery could not save her," he said. "So she was very calm when she finally left."

Liang Muqiu was a little relieved, it seemed that Grandma Cen Nan didn't get worse because of her discovery about him and Cen Nan.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Cen Nan say, "But a month before she left, one night, she suddenly asked me if I was in love with a boy."

Liang Muqiu was stunned, her face turned pale, "Then what did you say?"

Cen Nan washed his hands with soap, dried them, turned around and touched his head.

"Don't be so afraid," Cen Nan sighed and smiled helplessly, "I admitted to her, she knew it was you, but she felt a lot more relieved."

At the end of his life, he thought that his grandmother, who could not accept homosexual love at all, looked at Liang Muqiu's photo with glasses, and finally just smiled, saying that she had seen this child, and she looked very strange back then hilarious.

Then his grandmother told him about the brother who eloped, saying that he had actually passed away. Sixteen years after the elopement, the guest died in a foreign land, so she never mentioned it.

"But I always think that when he is with that person, he seems very, very happy," Grandma Cen whispered, "He is not happy at home, let him marry Fifth Miss Lin He was also so sad when he was in 2009. Maybe for him, those 16 years were more interesting than the first half of his life that followed the rules."

Cen Nan gently hugged Liang Muqiu.

After this long time, he is not as unfortunate as the uncle and grandfather whom he has never met, and he still has a long time to spend with his lover.

He whispered, "Grandma told me that in fact, she realized that I was in love with a boy a year or two after she came abroad, but she didn't want to expose it, but in the end she figured it out, It doesn't matter who you like, just have a clear conscience and don't care what other people think."

"Her only regret is that she didn't see you again, please bear with me."

Liang Muqiu was stunned.

He looked up at Cen Nan, Cen Nan smiled at him, his expression stretched, as if he was lying.

After such a long time, he didn't quite remember what Grandma Cen Nan looked like, he only remembered that she was a kind-hearted old man.

He didn't expect that in Cen Nan's house, it was the eldest old man who gave Cen Nan his understanding.

He also hugged Cen Nan, and hugged very hard.

"I will," he leaned against Cen Nan and swore as he did when he confessed at the age of eighteen, "I promised to take good care of you and make you happy."

When he separated from Cen Nan, he had nothing.

Even if he catches up to the other side of the Pacific Ocean, he doesn't know what he can give Cen Nan.

But it's different now.

He not only has a lot of love, he also has a career and financial resources that he did not have at the age of 20. Even if Cen Nan is poor and white one day, he will still want him and take care of him for a lifetime.

Cen Nan blinked his eyelashes and made a low "um".

Of course he knows that Liang Muqiu will give him happiness every day from now on.