Beloved of Bossy President

Mu Zijin knows the girl's stubbornness. Even if he doesn't know her for a long time, he already has some understanding of her.

If she doesn't want to say it, even if you ask her, she won't say it. If you ask her again, it will only make her feel worse.

That shallow sigh, I don't know if it really exists, as soon as the exit was blown away by the wind, he took her to the car: "I'll take you back to school."

Mingke quietly let him pull, but when she came to the car to let her in, she suddenly raised her eyebrows, shook off his hand, turned and ran forward.

None of them believed that a northern night could trample her dignity on the ground and torture her to death. Was Mu Zijin a good man? Who can tell if they are the same people? Who can guarantee that he won't bully her like Beiming night?

Mu Son Jin was startled by her fierce reaction, wait for her to shake off oneself, he just knew later reaction to come over.

Seeing her rushing forward, she seemed to be rushing to the opposite intersection. In order to escape from him, she didn't even see the passing vehicles coming quickly.

He was startled by the scene in front of him and ran after her quickly. When the sharp sound of the car brake sounded, he pulled her back and trapped her in his arms.

The driver was also frightened, stopped the car to curse, Mu Zijin driver has come down from the car, don't know and the driver said what appeasement words, Mu Zijin ignored.

Name can also don't know oneself is how to return a responsibility, the person is in a trance, drive Mu Son Jin to pull back to the side of the road, when looking up unexpectedly saw a few minutes anxious in his eyes.

"Want to die, don't you?" He calm face, words a bit angry up: "if you want to die early, find a place where no one, don't die in front of me, I don't want to feel guilty for a lifetime."

Name can move lips, half ring just said a few words: "I don't want to die."

The voice is dumb, it seems that the voice has been broken before this.

Mu Zijin's heart is blocked, listening to her voice, looking at her now this pair of lonely expression, it's not difficult to imagine how she suffered before, just don't know exactly what's going on.

"If you don't want to get in the car, just tell me. There's no need for that." He sighed and was no longer angry. He took her hand and walked to the street ahead. As he walked, he asked, "have you had dinner? Are you hungry? "

Name can subconsciously touched his stomach, shaking his head: "did not eat, very hungry."

She's really hungry. She's going to have a cramp in her stomach.

Mu Zijin originally wanted to take her to a nearby high-grade hotel for dinner, but when she came to the door of the hotel, she stopped and refused to go in. He changed a western restaurant not far away, but she still didn't want to go in.

In the end, Mu Zijin's patience was almost polished. Looking at her, her voice sank down: "what do you want? Tell me where you're going

"I don't want to go to places like this." Mingke met his eyes. Maybe he didn't know what he wanted to do.

She just didn't want to go to the place where rich people would go. It would remind her of the night of the northern underworld, the torture he had inflicted on her in front of the two girls, and the shame he had done for Yu Feifan.

Rich people's place doesn't suit her, not at all.

Mu Zi Jin took two deep breaths, and managed to suppress the anger in her heart. Seeing that she's lost now, it's meaningless to be angry with her again.

"And where do you want to go?" He softened his voice and asked.

Mingke looked up at him, her eyes blinked slightly, and her eyes were still a bit hazy. After a while, she said, "I want to eat big food."

This is probably the first time that Mu Zijin came to this kind of place since he was born. There are so many people who are messy and noisy, and even the tables and chairs seem greasy. I'm afraid that if I sit down, I'll dirty his plain white casual clothes.

Mingke sits down and looks up at him. Seeing that he has several points, he remembers that this man once told her that he was born with a golden key. When he came out, he enjoyed all his glory and wealth and never suffered any injustice.

Although she didn't think there was anything wrong with him when eating here, she could tell by looking at his famous brand casual clothes that people really shouldn't come to such a place to eat. She didn't know whether the clothes would be soiled.

In fact, she didn't want to come with him, but he didn't want to let her go.

Mu Zijin finally sat down beside her, slender finger gently scratched China on the table, only to find that although the table is really a little dirty, but not as terrible as he imagined, just used for a long time, it seems to have a layer of greasy, rather than really greasy.

"How often do you come to this place to eat?" He looked at the girl sitting next to him. Her uneasiness and confusion finally disappeared, and the whole person didn't look as dead as before.

Mingke raised his head to meet his eyes and nodded: "this kind of food stall is cheap. If you go to a high-end restaurant, we can eat in this kind of food stall for a month or more."

"Just like it." Mu Zijin took the meal card from the clerk who came to greet them and gave it to Mingke. It's just a piece of paper meal card, which is totally different from the delicate menu they usually use.Mingke looked at the price on the plate, then looked at him: "do you want to eat, too?"

"Eat with you." He said.

Mingke looked at him seriously again. After a long time, he looked at him sideways, and finally found a little light: "is it your treat?"

Mu Son Jin tiny Zheng Zheng, immediately nod: "treat, what do you want to eat to order casually."

In fact, the price on the plate was something he had never seen before, most of which were more than ten or twenty yuan. He didn't know that he would have such a cheap meal one day.

But people have already sat down, and it's not bad to try it. In case the dishes coming up later are really hard to see, just don't eat them.

Mingke finally breathed a sigh. Looking at the assistant standing on one side, his thin lips opened slightly: "please help me to have a stir fried snails, a fermented bean curd macaroni, a pepper and salt spareribs, and a small portion of preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

"Anything else?" Asked the shop assistant.

She shook her head. "That's enough. Let's start with these."

After waiting for the clerk to leave, Mu Zijin slightly frowned, drooping eyes looking at her: "is that all?"

Can't you add up to 100 yuan?

Mingke glanced at him, and his eyes were dim. At this time, some of them disappeared: "you don't have to eat. I can't eat it alone. In addition, you should have had dinner at this time. At most, you can only eat with me. It's also a waste to order too much."

Mu Son Jin no longer talks, just looking at her, 100 yuan less than a meal, good magical feeling.