Chapter 47

Qin Moyang just smiled secretly, and then continued to stand at the door without saying a word.

As a result, Luo Wanning, who was about to ask the other party why he appeared here, was left with an embarrassed expression.

She walked around the room in her pajamas, wondering where the man from last night went.

After a while, she unconsciously pushed open the bathroom door.

"Eh……"

Qin Moyang, who saw this scene, stopped it in time, but it was too late.

The girl's high-pitched screams resounded throughout the floor
The man who was standing under the shower and taking a shower calmly wrapped himself in an ill-fitting nightgown, and said expressionlessly, "I'm the one being peeped on. What's your name?"

Luo Wanning fled in a hurry, her cheeks were so hot that she could fry eggs.

Early in the morning, the small apartment was full of excitement.

Song Keke ran out of the room after hearing the scream and asked her what was wrong.

Luo Wanning looked in amazement at the girl's attire in front of her, with light makeup, high ponytail, white sports suit, and a pair of brand new white shoes. She looked radiant and energetic.

If I remember correctly, there should be no luggage for her in this apartment. Where did she get this outfit?
After asking, she learned that Mu Shihan had privately invited her to camp with her last night, so she went back to her home overnight to pack her things.

During the conversation, Luo Wanning always had the illusion that her best friend had joined the enemy's camp.

Well, it wasn't her illusion.

When Mu Shihan came out of the bathroom, he returned to his well-dressed appearance.

Song Keke had Boss Mu on the left and Young Master Mu on the right, and they stepped forward with obsequious faces.

Hush and ask for warmth, meticulous.

While straightening his shirt cuffs, the man dodged to keep a distance from her.

When his eyes fell on Luo Wanning, his pupils shrank suddenly, and then he shouted at her: "Luo Wanning, who are you showing off in such a revealing dress?"

Luo Wanning was dazed for a second, and looked down at her pajamas with Crayon Shin-chan printed on them.

The conscience of heaven and earth, apart from showing the arms and ankles, where is it exposed?

Before she could refute, the other party sternly said, "Don't go change your clothes yet!"

A few minutes later, Luo Wanning suddenly woke up while changing clothes in the room——

Who is he yelling at?
Also, why did he come back to change clothes so obediently?

And in front of outsiders and her girlfriends!

She thought secretly: You said I was exposed, right?Let you see what real exposure is!
……

In the living room, Mu Shihan received a call from Su Moyao.

Song Keke, who was packing the snacks, suddenly stopped moving and pricked up his ears to listen.

Mu Shihan glanced at her, and turned on the speakerphone openly.

"Shihan, I'm ready to go, see you at the foot of Beilun Mountain?"

The soft voice made Song Keke's whole body tremble, she whispered: "Bai Lian, green tea, bah!"

However, she can't wait to see this white lotus now.

If she saw her romantic camping with someone that she was looking forward to turn into a group outing, that little expression must be colorful!

Mu Shihan finished answering the phone without any ups and downs, and a faint voice came from the door——

"Destroy Hua, you really are not soft at all!"

Qin Moyang knew what he was going to do in this situation, and was even more curious about what this love retarded would do, so he made the appointment and came here early in the morning.

Mu Shihan cast a light glance at him, "I rejected her for five years in vain, if I don't give her another shot, will it be possible for me to marry her?"

"Then will you marry her?"

Qin Moyang's gaze suddenly fell to another direction.

Mu Shihan also followed his gaze.

The girl who came out of the room was dressed in a cool dress, with ripped denim shorts and an ultra-short T-shirt. The slim short T only reached below the chest, revealing a small white waist and charming waistcoat line. She wore mid-length tubes on her feet. Socks and daddy shoes, standing there with a backpack in hand, like a high school girl who just finished school.

She combed Nezha's double-ball hair, her forehead without bangs was smooth and full, and her small face was not made up of makeup, only a touch of blush on her lips added to her complexion.

The hibiscus comes out of the clear water and is carved naturally.

With a sweet smile, the flowers paled!
(End of this chapter)

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