Chief husband, strong love!

Su Yan is like a puppet. His coat has been put back.

She tilted her head. "Isn't it?"

"No." Mu Beishen buttoned her up again. "I want to sleep. You don't need so much trouble."

"That's funny. You don't need me to move or want to sleep. What's the point of doing this." Su Yan asked softly, "Mu Beishen, do you just want to make me happy? But that's very simple. Don't come to me again in the future."

"I can't promise you this." Mu Beichen picked up the two scripts and said, "let's go."

*

Su Yan didn't even open his mouth when he sat in the car.

When I went out just now, the servant didn't know she wouldn't come back. They all smiled and were very happy.

Thought he took her out to relax.

Because they have been stuck at home for many days, it's not normal.

"Is there anything you want to eat?"

Su Yan looked out of the window and was absent-minded when he heard the voice next to him, "whatever."

Mu Beishen asked the driver to drive to a Japanese material store she used to like, and sent a message to the assistant to locate the son.

When the car stopped under the restaurant, Mu Bei sank, hurried to open the door and looked at her. "Do you want to take something to cover your face?"

Su Yan covered his face in a trance, "what's the matter with my face?"

He looked at her suddenly nervous and laughed, "don't you get off if you don't look good?"

"What's the matter with my face?" She was trying to find the mirror when he pulled her hand back.

"Your face is fine. I mean, do you want to block your face? Aren't you easy to recognize?"

Su Yan laughed, "do you think I'm a well-known star? No one knows me when I go to the supermarket to buy instant noodles. Occasionally, I come to chat up and think I want to sign, but it turns out I want wechat."

Mu Bei frowned. "Why are you going to buy instant noodles?"

“……”

Su Yan didn't want to answer this easy question and urged, "get off the bus quickly. I'm hungry."

He opened the door and just held her hand.

Mu Beishen has a big step, while Su Yan's foot injury hurts a little because it's not completely cured. He walks a little slower.

She forgot to let him go for a moment. She just looked at the front steps and shouted, "slow down."

When they got up the steps, they entered the door of the restaurant, and several reporters who had been squatting nearby secretly photographed what had just happened.

After taking an enlarged look, someone said, "this woman looks familiar."

"Isn't this a new artist who has been in the magazine recently? His name is Su Yan."

"It should be the newcomer advocated by SX film and television now."

"Good guy, Mu Beishen is really not lonely..."

"Yes, it's OK to go out to dinner with female stars. It's bad to be absent from the press conference. Play the reporter like a monkey!"

*

It's not the first time they came to this store, but it's been a long time since the last one.

When Su Yan came in, he didn't know where it was because the store was renovated later.

Until I saw the cook.

This level of daily food store has no menu and is one-on-one with top chefs.

The gentle Japanese chef smiled at them. Su Yan suddenly felt a little familiar.

"Hi!" Su Yan smiled when she saw a familiar face and asked in Japanese she hadn't said for a long time, "you're still here. Didn't you say back to Japan before?"

She knew the cook several years ago, even before she knew Mu Beichen.

But she brought him too.

Or force him to come.