Mu Shao's favorite: sweet wife, you have to be good!

Chapter 115

But while attracting the attention of many people, in the corner, a man with a video camera pressed the shutter button towards the two sitting in the lavender convertible Malasatine.

Gucheng is a celebrity, and a celebrity without any scandals.

But today he was actually driving a convertible car, taking a woman without any name to play on West Street.

If this matter is reported, it will become a hit...

The man who was taking pictures with the camera looked at the group of photos with satisfaction, then turned around and hid himself in the crowd.

In the Malasate convertible, Xu Muci was watched by the surrounding crowd, and he felt uncomfortable when he was glanced at by those people's eyes.

She endured it for a long time, and finally said at a fork in the road: "Mr. Gucheng, can we take another road, there are too many people on this road."

"Why do you want to change?" Gucheng asked in confusion, a little puzzled.

He has been surrounded by everyone's eyes all year round, so he didn't feel any discomfort at all.I was a little confused why Xu Muci had to change his path.

"There are too many people on this road. I don't want to be surrounded by people like the orangutans in the zoo." Xu Muci said bravely.She felt that she should die and not come to the blind date. She thought it was an ordinary strange man. In that case, she said that she didn't want to have a date and the matter would be resolved.He didn't expect that this blind date was actually known to him, and he still had such a big background.Even if she wanted to refuse, Gucheng might not let it go.

Gucheng didn't know the little Jiujiu in Xu Muci's heart, just seeing her complexion, his brows furrowed fiercely.

Almost without thinking, Gucheng directly turned the steering wheel and drove towards another sparsely populated road.

Xu Muci felt a little relieved when he saw that Gucheng had changed his way.

Finally, I don't have to be surrounded by people with that kind of eyes.

10 minutes from that road, and she felt longer than a century.

"Thank you." He politely thanked Gucheng, sat in the passenger seat, continued to remain silent, and turned his head to look at the scenery outside the window.

Today's wind direction is not too strong, the convertible car is driving quickly, and Xu Muci didn't feel the wind hitting his face.

After driving for about ten minutes, Malasatti stopped at the door of a private house.

Xu Muci looked at Gucheng in confusion.

From Xu Muci's perspective, one can see Gucheng's almost perfect profile.

It is said that mixed-race children are good-looking and born angels, and this is indeed true.

But there is a man who is more perfect than an angel.

Mu Yijue...

When Xu Muci thought of this name, he shivered violently.

I don't know why recently, the figure of that cold man always pops up in my mind inexplicably.

Gucheng brought Xu Muci to a famous house. This famous house is very ordinary, just like ordinary people's homes.

Pushing open the vermilion door made of black iron, the house was quiet.

When Xu Muci walked a few steps forward, he found that this place turned out to be a small restaurant.

The first floor is empty, but the second floor is crowded with people.

All around the table was full of people, a sea of ​​people.The smell of beer, cigarettes and barbecue is mixed together, which is a bit choking.

Xu Muci's willow eyebrows tufted slightly, why did Gucheng bring him to this place?
Turning to look at the tall man standing beside him, Xu Muci's eyes flashed with confusion, and he asked, "Mr. Gucheng, do we want to eat here?"

(End of this chapter)