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Mo Ruqing smiles around her elegant silk shawl and talks to her in a most intimate tone, while the servant next to her also goes forward to take her bag away and put it on the sofa.

Several people walk to the dining room, can see her side face faintly.

Mo Ruqing seemed to think of something. She ordered the servant to call Lan Xi down. However, she suddenly saw the slender figure on the second floor. She was still in school uniform. Her small face was as calm as water, confused and estranged.

Eyebrow heart tiny Cu, Mo Ruqing took back the vision.

"Let her down." The tone is gentle, Mo Ruqing lightly ordered a sentence.

Mrs. Zhang walked into the living room. Her face was slightly embarrassed, and she was smiling with a hint of seduction: "Miss, Miss Yan has arrived. Come down quickly."

Even though he looked back, he was shocked.

She has heard that the old man of the Mu family has a daughter who is about to take the college entrance examination. She didn't pay much attention to it before. But after meeting mu Yanchen last time, she couldn't help asking more about it. Her beautiful face flushed slightly, and even she had to admit how attractive this man was to her. Her admiration was beyond control But when she really saw that figure walking down from the upstairs, a little shock spread in her eyes, until she widened, her face became very pale!

Nearby Mo Ruqing's voice rang out: "is not let you change clothes to come down again?"

Her voice was soft, but she could still hear the reproach.

Long eyelashes trembled for a while, Lan Xi didn't look at her, but she raised her head and swept her eyes to Yan Mu ran. She asked softly, "my school uniform is not good-looking?"

Yan Mu ran nearly suffocated, and his face was white.

The girl in front of her was sixteen or seventeen years old. She knew that in theory, the girl was mu Yanchen's half sister, but her memory could not be wrong. That night, mu Yanchen left the field coldly and ran to the gate of No.1 Middle School in City C, waiting for the girl who gave people a soft and warm feeling.

His hand ran over her neck.

His lips whispered in her ear. They had a thrilling intimacy in the dark.

Mou Guang was forced to tremble for a while. Yan Mu ran nodded with a smile: "good looking, just wear it like this, auntie. Don't mind too much at home. I'm sorry."

Mo Ruqing listened to her, her eyes softened, subconsciously aware of her elegant atmosphere.

"Yan Chen didn't say when he would come back?" She asked the servant.

"I contacted the young master, and he said he would immediately..."

Before the servant's words had been finished, a clear and firm footstep came slowly along the way into the living room. However, it was slow, but still vaguely could be seen from the tightness of his thin lips that something was in his mind.

His deep eyes are bright and dark. Mu Yanchen comes in. There seems to be a cheerful and tense atmosphere around him. His face is blue with cold, but his eyes soften when he sees the figure in front of the restaurant.

Apart from a distance of more than ten meters, there is no way to touch it. However, mu Yanchen knows that this kind of absurd scene is a stimulus to her.

Thick eyelashes droop, coldly cover, give the handbag to the servant next to.

"Oh, I was just saying you were here. You didn't come back at this point on weekdays. Why, you were afraid that I would eat a meal and eat Mu ran together?" Mo Ruqing laughed happily.

Mu Yanchen is silent.

Yan Mu ran began to be nervous, and his hands were full of sweat!

Of course, she knows that all this is beyond his expectation and plan. She has also clearly experienced his indifference! What will she gain from this time's self assertion? Or should she put aside her face and tell him that she couldn't help it? A fake play can't be true But he didn't say, why can't fake play really be done?!!

"Don't you eat?" He went straight in, in a low, calm voice, "not going yet?"

Seeing that he is still old-fashioned and has a girlfriend, Mo Ruqing frowned slightly, patted the back of her hand and gently comforted him: "this is what he looks like. It's good to get used to it. You've been together for so long. Should you understand me better than me?"

Yan Mu ran smile indifferent, in the heart again by the scene in front of the shock.

She saw -- mu Yanchen's tall and straight figure passed by that thin figure. Her cold eyes drooped down and became soft. She wanted to lead him in, but Lanxi took a small step back, left him, and went in rubbing the servant's body.

When you sit down, the table becomes lively.

Mo Ruqing pulls Yan Muran's hand and asks questions, while asking, he confirms to Mu Yanchen.

"That's all I know? Ah, or did a girl take the initiative to talk to you She was in high spirits.

Mu Yanchen did not say a word, quietly playing with a teacup in his hand, neither drinking nor talking.

Yan Mu ran was embarrassed to death, and his face turned red: "Auntie..."

"Have you ever been to Yan Chen's apartment in C City? It is said that it is a new development of real estate, the design is very clever, I have no time to go out to have a look at all day at home, you can go to Mu ran! " Mo Ruqing suggested.“…… Apartments? " Yan Mu ran was a little curious.

"Yes, Yan Chen always lives outside alone. He says he is close to the company."

Lanxi held a ball and wanted to put it in her bowl, but it fell off on the way. She frowned and felt that her right hand didn't listen to me. Her muscles and bones became sour and could not play a role. However, her left hand could not use chopsticks.

Mu Yanchen, who had been silent for a long time, finally had something to do. He turned his head and quietly ordered a word from the servant.

After a while, the servant brought some spoons.

Water eyes staring at the spoon for a while, Lan Xi only felt dazzling, took it up and gently put it in Yan Mu Ran's dishes, saw the other party cast a grateful look at her, smiling, beautiful and moving.

But the next moment Yan Mu ran took the spoon to drink the soup, but suddenly murmured and frowned painfully. Then the spoon fell into the soup, the bowl fell down, and the soup water in the soup flowed out instantly.

There was a sudden exclamation.

Yan Mu ran picked up a paper towel and gently covered his lips. He could not speak. Mo Ruqing looked very frightened. He grabbed her and said, "what's the matter?"

Shaking his head, Yan Mu ran said with a smile: "it's OK. There seems to be a gap on the spoon. I didn't see it. I pricked it."

She really didn't lie. There was a gap in the spoon.

Mo Ruqing felt a stab in her heart and subconsciously looked in the direction of Lanxi. It was not that she was suspicious. Lan Xi had just given the spoon to Mu ran. It was quite obvious that something was going on, but I didn't know why she did it.

Lan Xi was staring at her, and her face was pale.

She opened her mouth and just wanted to tell them that she didn't see a gap on the spoon at that time, but she was interrupted by Mo Ruqing, pressing a trace of discontent in her heart, and gently told the servant: "give Mu ran another bowl of soup, and get a good spoon."

The servant just wants to go, Lan Xi then rises, water Mou takes a silk pale hoarse voice way: "I come."

In the middle of the soup pot, she leaned over to get it. Yu Guangli was full of Mu Yanchen's figures, but she tried to ignore it. After the soup pot was filled, she gave it to Yan Muran, but the more nervous she was, the more mistakes she made.

Mo Ruqing is chatting with Yan Muran, talking about muyanchen's youth, and is full of smiles.

Yan Mu ran bit his lips, and his eyes were filled with a trace of hard to hide desire. Looking at mu Yanchen opposite, he was slightly red and smiling: "is it I should have known him earlier... "

Mingming soup has been brought to the front of her, but Lanxi looks down to see her eyes burst out of the kind of undiscovered love for mu Yanchen. Suddenly, a sharp pain comes from her right wrist. She doesn't pay attention to herself. She murmurs and trembles in her hands for two times and falls down!!

This time came the scream of Yan Mu ran!

“……” The soup was hot, and the oily spots were floating on it. A large part of Yan Mulan's coat and legs were collapsed. He stood up in pain, his hands trembled, and his hands were not covered. If he didn't touch it, it would hurt more.

Mo Ruqing was suddenly scared, impatient, raised his eyes and reprimanded: "what do you want to do?"

All night She had a bad temper all night! Now, she is still her brother's girlfriend!

Mo Ruqing only thought that this kind of scene can let her converge, but did not expect her to be so bold!!

Lan Xi was scared to step back, the sharp pain of wrist dissipated, she could not explain what had just happened! She opened the chair and whispered "I'm sorry". She wanted to go over and wipe her clothes. After that, she found that there was no paper towel. She went back to the table to get the paper towel. However, the moment when she took out the paper towel, she accidentally bumped into mu Yanchen's eyes --

for a moment, the profound complexity flashed through his cold clear eyes. He gazed at her, only a deep look, and then moved away lightly.

That complex extremely complex look in the eyes, let Lan River heart mercilessly stab!

The fingers trembled slightly.

In such a large restaurant, she suddenly felt a sense of sadness running up her back. She really didn't want to admit it. But the light in Mu Yanchen's eyes clearly told her his doubts, speculations, and even distrust!!

The restaurant was in a mess. It seemed that everyone stood up and asked about Yan Mulan's situation. She said it didn't matter if she held up the pain, but she looked puzzled but relaxed. She wanted to go to the bathroom to deal with it.

"You don't go by yourself, you can't find a position," Mo Ruqing said coldly, raising her eyes and commanding, "Yan Chen, you can take her."

Mu Yanchen's calm face became colder and colder.

Mo Ruqing frowned and said, "do you want me to take it with you? I remember this is your girlfriend. It's the girl I met with your father in the restaurant, not anyone else. Mu ran, you and Yan Chen usually do this... "

"All right." Mu Yanchen's deep eyes show a trace of coldness and quietly interrupts Mo Ruqing's conjecture. In such a tight and pale embarrassment, it's hard for him to really meet Mu Mingsheng's puzzled eyes, and he can't pull the man who is in pain at the top of his heart to protect him in his arms. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, the great guilt can't interfere with his love for her.

Sneer, in the bottom of my heart slowly blooming, full of heartache satire.

Pull open the chair that stands in the way beside, he droops eyes to rise, the air field is calm like water: "I go."