After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

Chapter 694 Misunderstanding him
"I saw that you had been in a meeting, and I thought you were going to work overtime until late, so I went to buy dinner and came back."

Song Muran got into the car, noticed Yang Jingyi's gaze, and took the initiative to explain.

"My phone ran out of battery when I went out, so I didn't send you a message."

"The car charger charges slowly, and I'm almost there when I can turn it on."

"It's a good thing you just came downstairs, otherwise we would have missed it."

He made no mention of the fact that the call he just made went unanswered.

Yang Jingyi held the phone tightly with her fingertips, feeling a little guilty.

She misunderstood him.

"Are you going home now?" Song Muran started the car and asked considerately, "Should we find a place to eat first? The road is blocked right now."

Yang Jingyi glanced at his handsome profile and replied absentmindedly: "Whatever."

Song Muran is obviously younger than her, but he is always so thoughtful and considerate.

In the relationship between the two, it seems that he is the one who takes care of her.

This made her a little uncomfortable.

After all, she has always considered herself a "sister".

"Then let's eat first." Song Muran nodded and made a decision, "Your health is important, don't get hungry and get a stomachache."

He turned the steering wheel with one hand and turned the front of the car in the opposite direction of Yunding Community.

The drive was not far, and after a few minutes we stopped at a quiet river embankment.

The sky has completely darkened, and there are street lights on the river embankment. From a distance, it looks like a long winding dragon, magnificent and quiet.

Yang Jingyi's eyes lit up.

"There is such a good place in Jiangcheng?"

Jiangcheng's urban planning has been good in recent years, and many small parks have been built in the urban area.

But Yang Jingyi always felt that something was missing.

"This area is a protected area, so it hasn't been touched much in these years." Song Muran parked the car, got out of the car, opened the trunk, and moved things outside one by one. "The scenery is still the same as when we were children."

Yang Jingyi was a little surprised: "When you were a child?"

Song Muran arranged the camping chairs, hung a lamp in the trunk, and suddenly transformed the big G into a temporary camping tent.

He dusted off his hands and turned around, looking a little aggrieved.

"do not you remember?"

Yang Jingyi's heart skipped a beat.

After the trial, which woman can bear the look from an innocent man?
What's more, I just misunderstood him.

Yang Jingyi looked away unnaturally and turned her eyes vigorously. While trying to think of the answer, she replied with a dry smile: "Remember, remember, haha, it's by the river..."

Song Muran's eyes dimmed and he approached leisurely.

When Yang Jingyi was forced to the trunk and had no way to retreat, he gently reached out and lifted her chin.

"Remember why you didn't dare to look up at me, eh? Sister."

The sound of "Sister" made Yang Jingyi's heart feel numb and her mind went blank.

The orange camping lantern was slightly swayed by the river breeze, and warm shadows moved ambiguously on their faces.

Yang Jingyi slowly raised her eyes as if she was bewitched.

Song Muran's eyes are very beautiful, with deep pupils and smooth lines. Especially the eye position is slightly downward, which makes him feel innocent like an animal when he lowers his eyes to look at people.

One can't help but feel a fondness for him.

Yang Jingyi licked her lips unconsciously. She didn't know why she felt her mouth was suddenly dry.

"Well, I don't remember."

Song Muran was amused by her sudden calmness.

"Sister is really..."

"You don't even remember such important things, yet you dare to be so confident."

Yang Jingyi shrugged nonchalantly: "I also want to remember, but I'm old, and my memory is definitely not as good as yours..."

Before she could say the word "human", she felt her eyes darken, and then she felt the wet touch of a hot kiss on her lips.

This was not the first time the two of them kissed. But the moment their lips touched, Yang Jingyi was still dizzy.

The breathing scene blended together, and the distance between the two was so close that Yang Jingyi could clearly hear the chaotic rhythm of her heartbeat.

But she wasn't sure whether it was hers or Song Muran's.

But it doesn't matter whose it is, at this moment she just wants to indulge.

Yang Jingyi put her hands on Song Muran's shoulders, raised her head and turned her passive into active.

Song Muran's breath was suffocated, and he let go of her in embarrassment.

His handsome face turned red under the light.

Yang Jingyi blinked and couldn't help but curl her lips and tease: "It was obviously you who took the initiative to kiss me, why is your face still so red?"

Sure enough, the innocent male is cute.

Song Muran's eyes deepened. He used all his strength to suppress the blood surging in his body, and replied hoarsely: "Because you committed a foul."

If he hadn't taken the initiative to retreat just now, he was afraid that he would lose control.

He didn't want to scare Yang Jingyi.

"Huh?" Yang Jingyi pointed at herself, "Did I commit a foul?"

Song Muran lowered his head and stopped answering. He just turned around and took out the packed food.

Yang Jingyi was baffled.

What did she do that was a violation?
And isn’t that what kissing is like between lovers?
Or is it that this kid doesn't like her taking the initiative?

Soon, Yang Jingyi figured it out.

She thought it was probably because Song Muran was not confident in her kissing skills, that's why she was like this.

Forget it, as a sister, she has the obligation to take care of the self-esteem of her young lover.

Thinking of this, Yang Jingyi coughed slightly, stepped forward with her hands behind her back, and said to Song Muran who was setting the dishes, "Actually, your kissing skills are quite good."

The heat that had just dissipated in Song Muran's ears surged up again.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Alice, are you sure you want to continue this topic?"

Yang Jingyi was so keen that she smelled danger in Song Muran's words, and she immediately shook her head.

"No more talking, let's eat first."

"I'm almost hungry."

The food is still hot and the temperature is just right.

Three dishes and one soup are all Yang Jingyi likes.

She has become numb to Song Muran's precise control over her own taste.

After a busy day, Charles' meeting came in a hurry, and she only ate a sandwich to satisfy her hunger at noon.

Now that I smell the aroma of the food, my stomach has begun to growl in protest.

Yang Jingyi was not very particular. She wiped her sleeves and sat down on the camping chair, then concentrated on cooking.

Even though she was very hungry, she still looked elegant when eating.

Song Muran was taking care of her, serving her soup and vegetables at the right time.

Seeing that her chopsticks had obviously slowed down, he finished the rice and the remaining dishes in the bowl in a few strokes.

"Ah, it's so good!"

After Yang Jingyi was full, she leaned back on her chair and looked at the sparkling river not far away, feeling the long-lost comfort.

Since returning to China, she has been busy spinning like a top every day.

The most relaxing time last time was when I went to Lido with Song Muran.

Speaking of which, it seemed that when she was most relaxed, she was always with Song Muran.

Thinking of this, Yang Jingyi couldn't help but glance sideways at the boy beside her.

Song Muran was packing her things when he noticed her gaze and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"

Yang Jingyi shook her head and said abruptly: "Qi Shu confessed to me today."