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This is the first time I've known Xiao Xiang for such a long time that I saw her in such a dilemma. She even stammered, a little What's the shy look?

She frowned and doubted that she was wrong, Xiao Xiang Are you shy? Is it because Elder brother Zichuan?

His eyes drifted towards Mu Zichuan. Unexpectedly, he was staring at himself. Mingke was so busy that he squeezed out a smile: "son What does elder brother Zichuan want to eat? I'll give you some. "

"I don't know what can be eaten in such a place. You can do as you like." Muzichuan said.

Mingke knew what he said was true, and he didn't think too much about it. The waiter asked for a cup of black tea, another order of spaghetti and a nine inch seafood pizza.

After waiting for the waiter to leave, she looked up and saw Mu Zichuan staring at her. She blinked. Finally, she couldn't help asking, "does elder brother Zichuan have something to say to me?"

Look at her to see so long, obviously is a pair of want to talk of appearance, she can also calm down, when facing him, also can speak of the affair of Mu Zi Jin generously.

"What happened to you and Zijin?" Originally, there were other people here. He shouldn't have talked to her about this problem. However, it was really rare for him to meet her. He couldn't let Xiao Xiang leave, so he had to ask.

In fact, Mingke had expected what he wanted to ask, and he had already figured out how to answer, but after he really asked, the answer would still be a little astringent.

Mu Son Jin's affair, how to say with others?

Silent a few seconds, she just laughed to smile, softly say: "I and Son Jin are friends."

Friends, just two words, have explained a lot.

Muzichuan knew that he shouldn't be involved in some things, but he still couldn't help: "are you sure this is what you want?"

"Let it be." There's nothing you want or don't want. In fact, she's the one who can't make the decision.

"But this is definitely not what the Son Jin wants." He said faintly, but he didn't want to go on. No matter what, it was all their business. He just said, "aunt Rou has been talking about you. Come to my house when you have time."

After a pause, he said: "no matter what identity, Mu family welcomes you."

"Well." Mingke nodded his head and drank a drink. He didn't want to talk about it again.

If they just break up with Mu Zijin, then as long as they can get along with each other, no matter what kind of identity, she can not feel embarrassed when facing Mu's family.

But now, what's embarrassing is that she is a woman of the northern night from beginning to end, before Zijin and after Zijin. If the admirers know about this, they don't know what kind of eyes they will use to see her.

Some people, after enjoying their sincerity, you will also care about their thoughts.

She still can't face her embarrassing status, mistress? Or toys? Anyway, you can't see the light.

Muzichuan didn't speak any more. The waiter quickly brought the food up. The three people ate in silence, and the dinner was very quiet.

Even Xiao Xiang, who talked the most at ordinary times, became very quiet tonight.

At the end of the dinner, muzichuan took the initiative to say, "where are you going? I'll take you there. "

He pointed to the parking area not far outside: "my car is there."

Mingke takes a look at Xiao Xiang. The girl's face is red and her head is slightly lowered, but it seems that she wants to say something. She sighs in her heart. She didn't expect that Xiao Xiang, who has always been the most careless about this kind of thing, would fall in love with elder brother Zichuan at first sight.

Just don't know, is the passion of a moment of impulse, or really moved the heart.

"Isn't elder brother Zichuan busy?" She asked.

"Today is Friday."

Yes, it's Friday. What should be busy should be finished. Weekend is the rest time.

But Mingke thinks of another person. The man hasn't looked for her for a long time. He didn't look for her last week, and he won't look for her this week, will he?

Now the people around him, it's time to change back to Yu Feifan, right?

She didn't know what she was thinking. If she didn't look for her, she even forgot her. Isn't that her favorite? Now that she's free, she should be happy.

Such a good thing should be celebrated.

"Xiangxiang, shall we go to the cinema?" Everyone has been busy for a long time. It's time to relax.

"Good." Xiao Xiang looked up at her, and then at Mu Zichuan. She didn't know where the courage came from. She asked, "is Mr. mu with me?"

Muzichuan was a little surprised. He just wanted to send them away. He didn't want to do anything with them.

But in the eyes of Xiao xiangzang, he was just a little stunned and nodded: "well, I haven't seen a movie for a long time. By the way, the film made by lie at the beginning of the year should be moved to the screen recently. It's time to see if it's out."

Nangong lie's new movie!

Mingke almost forgot that Nangong lie was her idol. Before, she even dreamed about him. But I don't know when she started. When she dreamed, she often dreamed about another person."I think the Son Jin also should rest, not as well ask him whether or not to want together." Muzichuan suddenly said that after seeing Mingke's astonishment, he said with a smile, "he's been very busy recently. He's been working overtime for a whole week. I'm afraid he's too busy. I'd better ask him if he wants to come out and relax."

He gazed at Mingke with a gentle smile: "coco, what do you say? Aren't you friends? "

"Good Well, ask him She bowed her head and continued to drink. She really didn't know what attitude she should take to face the matter.

However, she last time already and Mu Son Jin all said clearly, now even if meet again, also shouldn't feel uneasy just be.

It's all over, isn't it?

……

At the gate of the cinema, in the parking lot not far away, the tall figure was sitting in the back seat.

He folded his legs, pulled out of the high-end back seat of the retractable flat table, notebook quietly open.

Men's slender fingers are beating on the keyboard. Every time they touch a key, another letter will appear in the email on the screen.

His fingers beat so fast that a long explanation letter was typed by him in less than five minutes.

Hands down, eyes on the screen a scan, at a glance ten lines, do not see any mistakes, then move the middle finger, click the send key.

Hearing the sound of the man on the back seat knocking on the keyboard, Yi Tang could not help looking into the back seat from the rearview mirror.

With one hand on the door and fingertips on his forehead, Mr. Wang is resting with his eyes closed.

Although a face is still so good-looking, but as long as you look carefully, it is not difficult to see his calm face, that a tired breath.