Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 259 Are you caring about me?
Xia Weiran was confused, she didn't provoke him, why did he lose his temper out of nowhere?
Xia Weiran was a little depressed by Xu Muhan's appearance, wiped her hands with a towel, and followed her out of the lobby.

Xu Muhan was leaning on his sports car to smoke, the night was as cold as water, taking advantage of his brows and eyes, it was extraordinarily cool.

Xia Weiran walked over unsteadily, tilted her head and asked, "What's the matter with you? Could it be that I made you angry again?"

Xu Muhan squeezed out the cigarette butt, and slowly raised his head: "Do you know how much you drank?"

"Two bottles?" Xia Weiran tilted her head and thought for a while, her footsteps were still a little unsteady, she shook her head, and she said again; "No, three bottles, I drank three bottles! Xiao Tang, he tricked me !"

Xu Muhan stepped up to her side, stretched out his hand to straighten her body, then took a step back, looked down at her condescendingly, with an indescribably serious expression: "It's ten o'clock in the evening, you and the three men had a drink together. Three bottles of beer, I can't even walk steadily, Xia Weiran, is this what you usually do?"

"No way!" Xia Weiran frowned and retorted. She felt that she had been misunderstood by him, so she groaned and explained: "Isn't it rare for me to eat crayfish with you? It's also resolved, and she's in a good mood, so I'll play with her once."

Xu Muhan stared at Xia Weiran silently for more than ten seconds. Her cheeks were slightly red, and the night wind blew by, mixed with the bath fragrance on her hair and the faint smell of alcohol, slowly drifting away. Come on, very drunk.

Xu Muhan withdrew his gaze coldly, said, "It's up to you—" and opened the car door, wanting to leave directly.

"Xu Muhan——" Xia Weilan stopped him from behind. When she was sober, she would not reveal anything even if she was killed. The confusion hidden in her heart was just asked out by her.

"Are you caring about me?"

Xu Muhan's footsteps paused slightly.

Xia Weilan pursed her lips, took a step forward, and continued, "Like yesterday afternoon, when that thug shot at me, you didn't have any time to think about it, so you rushed forward without hesitation. At that time, if I struggled for a second, or if your footsteps deviated by a fraction, that bullet would hit you."

"Haven't you thought about the consequences?"

"Or, what you did was all based on instinct?"

Xia Weiran's voice, with her confusion and analysis, carefully and thoughtfully blew past Xu Muhan's ear with the breeze.

Emotionally, he is a very cold and cold person.

It was like this to Xichen before, and it was even more so after Xichen left.

He never thought about the discomfort and meaning of rushing up to protect Xia Weiran yesterday afternoon.

But at this moment, after hearing Xia Weiran's 'instinct', Xu Muhan's cold pupils tightened suddenly.

That's right, at that critical juncture, he didn't have the slightest chance to think about it. Could it be that everything he did was due to instinct?Want to protect her instincts?

Seeing that Xu Muhan remained silent for a long time, Xia Weiran shook her body, her eyes were slightly drunk and blurred, and when she continued to speak, it was more like talking to herself.

(End of this chapter)