My Little Mom is the Richest

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In the next few days, the various data of "Glory of the King" are still rising. Although it is not as terrifying as the first day's increase, it is already a very terrifying increase compared to other games. After the game announced the various data of "Glory of the King", it directly shocked the whole country. There is no doubt that this game is popular, and it is very popular!

The people who eat melons: "Damn, I can't believe my own eyes..."

Professional players: "This game is far superior to any mobile game in the world in terms of playability and novelty. It is a truly epoch-making game with exquisite graphics, character modeling and impeccable operability. Absolutely perfect, and it’s only natural to have achieved such a result.”

A well-known domestic game production company: "Congratulations to Sun Moon Games for firing the first shot to attack the game industry, and congratulations on the fire of "Glory of the King". I hope your company can lead domestic games out of the decline, go abroad, and suppress those foreign games!"

A well-known game anchor: "This game is fun. For the time being, I will not do the live broadcast of "Shengun" game, and start to do the live broadcast of "Glory of the King". Friends who like this game can come to my live broadcast room to watch it... ..."

"Support Sun Moon Group! Support "Glory of the King"!"

"Md, this game is simply poisonous! Not to mention that the graphics are so clear and exquisite, this is the first time I have seen a game with this style of play, and I was completely poisoned within a few minutes of playing!"

"mmp, I've already lost all night. Even a human machine with normal difficulty can abuse me. Why am I so weak?"

"Don't cry upstairs, stand up and masturbate, remember my words: as long as you spend enough money, you can become stronger!"

"This game is really fun! I have spent a lot of money, all heroes and skins, and bought a lot of inscriptions. I found that this inscription is the key to becoming stronger. If you earn a set, you can become stronger. few."

"The local tyrant upstairs! Please thigh!"

"Upgrading is not very easy. I have been playing since early morning and now I am only level 17. The full level is 30, right?"

"Hot chickens! I'm already ranked Silver 3! Shake!"

"Scrap! I'm already Golden Five!"

"Kneel down to the bosses upstairs..."

"Let me tell you, last night I met a very powerful player. I guess he might be an insider of Sun Moon Games, otherwise it would be impossible to be so powerful! The audience just watched him show there alone! Show I can’t even find the north! The game experience is extremely bad!”

"Upstairs +1! I met that too! Is that person's ID called He He Huo Huo? It's so terrifying that he loses his humanity! I was abused to the point of being completely shattered!"

"God tm He He Huo Huo! Can the ID have some snacks!"

"Haha, I also met that great god, and I was carried away happily, and I just need to call my 666 in the spring~"

"I met it too, it's my opponent... Let's not talk about it, it's all tears, the game experience is extremely bad!"

The melon-eating crowd talked a lot. Obviously, there were many people who were abused by Mu Qiu in the middle of the night. They all cried bitterly and told about the madness of that person, as if they had been greatly wronged.

At this time, Mu Qingcheng also jumped out and posted a Weibo.

"This game is really good. Not only am I playing it, but the talented young pianist who became popular on Weibo is also playing it. Maybe you can meet him."

After a brief sentence, there was a picture of her playing the game herself. The ID was hidden, but it clearly showed the picture of her getting the pentakill, which immediately attracted a group of salty fish in the comment area.

...

It was evening, and Mu Qiu drove to a supermarket. He was here to buy some vegetables. Of course, he didn't have cooking skills in this book, but my mother's cooking skills are quite good. In my memory, Mu Qiu The most delicious food I have ever eaten is the food made by my mother. Although every dish looks so ordinary, it is even more delicious than the special chef of a high-end hotel. Mu Qiuguang's mouth is watering just thinking about it.

Although I don't know when my mother will come back, but I bought it in advance so I can be prepared. When my little mother comes, not only can I eat the delicacies made by my little mother every day, but also living in that empty big house can be regarded as being accompanied by someone, so happy!

However, when Mu Qiu pushed the cart into the vegetable section of the supermarket, he ran into an acquaintance.

gentle.

At this moment, she was carrying a basket to pick vegetables. The clothes on her body were simple and plain, but they couldn't hide his exquisite fairy face. Her whole body revealed a lotus-like pure beauty, which attracted many boys nearby to secretly look at her from time to time. glance.

Is this grocery shopping?

Mu Qiu raised his eyebrows, and took the initiative to walk over. Just in time, Wen Wanrou put a bundle of celery into the basket, turned around and looked up, and met Mu Qiu's eyes.

"ah!"

She was startled, and subconsciously jumped back, but her feet were not steady, and she was about to fall, Mu Qiu raised her hand and pulled her into his arms. This scene seemed familiar, both Mu Qiu and Wen Wanrou thought of the scene in front of the presidential suite that night.

Wen Wanrou's pretty face was flushed, she hurriedly moved away, and said slightly surprised: "Why are you here?"

Her blushing and delicate appearance is so cute, Mu Qiu couldn't help teasing and said, "Are you usually so shy? It feels like your face is always red when you're with me."

Wen Wanrou lowered her head with a blushing face and let out a lovely purring sound.

"I'm here to buy vegetables, how about you? Don't you want to buy vegetables and go to the hospital to cook?"

Wen Wanrou nodded: "Well, they moved my mother to the intensive care unit, where there is a kitchen, and my mother said that the food in the hospital is not good, she wanted to eat my cooking, so I came to buy some food." She looked at it with a little surprise. Looking at the trolley pushed by Mu Qiu, "I didn't expect you to come to buy vegetables?"

Mu Qiu smiled and said, "I'm human too, I have to eat."

After speaking, he picked up a Chinese cabbage and looked at it.

There is nothing wrong with what he said, but with his current physique, it is no problem even if he is completely bigu.

"Then...then do you want to go to the hospital with me? I, I'll cook for you." Wen Wan softly finished these words, as if she had made a lot of determination when she spoke, serious and shy The appearance is very cute.

Mu Qiu smiled and was about to speak when he heard a different voice from behind.

"Mu Qiu?"

Mu Qiu and Wen Wanrou were both taken aback... This voice sounds familiar.

Looking back, I saw Su Feifei standing there pushing a small trolley full of various meats and vegetables, and beside her was Ding Yu who also looked surprised.

This scene... also seems familiar.

Mu Qiu looked at Wen Wanrou, then at Ding Yu, Su Feifei, mother and daughter, and said, "You...are destined."

Several people remembered the scene in the hospital last time, and it was such a coincidence, and Wen Wanrou and Su Feifei were familiar with each other after buying a car and a house with Mu Qiu last time, and the relationship was pretty good, not too embarrassing, but Ding Yu, the expression is a bit complicated.

She took the initiative to say: "Young Master, you still come out to buy vegetables on your own initiative?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the Chinese cabbage in Mu Qiu's hand, as if surprised.

Mu Qiu curled her lips, looked at Su Feifei, and then at Wen Wanrou. Suddenly, a bad taste came into play, and she was about to speak, but the system said: "Ding! The host's desire was detected, and the task was issued: send Ding Yu, Su Feifei , Wen Wanrou take it home to share dinner at home, reward 10 holy points for success, no penalty for failure." . ,,.