Luxurious family does not accept the love: Mr.Mu, please respect yourself！

Lanxi didn't look up and went out.

The corridor of the teaching building is very open. It is time for class. In the left ear is English and in the right ear is the loud old man of class 6. The head teacher is lecturing. She looks up. The sky becomes very high in late summer and early autumn.

More than ten minutes later, mu Yanchen came out of the office and the ink atmosphere spread.

"Wang Jianjian" said goodbye to him with a brighter smile than before he went in.

"Gone." Mu Yanchen's low voice wiped her ears.

Before he could react, he held his hand and walked forward. Lanxi was stunned for a moment. He looked back at the teacher and looked at him again. He said, "don't I have to go back to class?"

"I asked for leave." there was a faint sound in front of him.

The car moved forward smoothly. Mu Yanchen drove calmly. His deep eyes were indifferent as usual. He had asked her where she wanted to go. She didn't say a word, so he kept silent and drove in the direction he wanted to go.

"Why don't you scold me?" she asked suddenly.

The cool little face was pale. Lanxi looked at him and asked clearly, "why don't you teach me to study well and be responsible for myself? Don't you love to take care of me?"

Mu Yanchen's eyes became colder and colder.

Holding the steering wheel and turning, he said in a cold hoarse voice, "your father should have said this many times. I don't have to say it."

"You said so. Aren't you also my elder?"

It's like a soft punch on the chest. It's not heavy, but it hurts badly. Mu Yan Chenjun's face tightened.

Lanxi's nose is sour. I don't know why a burst of grievances. His cold eyes are soft and powerless to lean back.

When she got to the place, she didn't move. Mu Yanchen stabilized his mind and got off the bus. Yu Guang glanced at her as if she didn't mean to get off the bus. His eyes sank, went to the opposite side and opened the door.

Ready to be hurt by her simple but sharp words, he leaned down and whispered, "Lanxi..."

But before she could speak, she found her face pale and sad, and the tip of her nose and eyes were red.

Suddenly, mu Yanchen turned his eyebrows and subconsciously approached. His hoarse voice softened a few degrees: "what's the matter?"

Lanxi put the back of her hand on her eyes and covered her: "39 points, my mother will be sad if she knows..."

A choking voice trembled.

She doesn't care about anything. After fooling around, she will feel very bad, very bad. She really had people and things she cared about, but in the end, one lost and the other deteriorated.

Mu Yanchen's heavy hammer fell again and hurt himself.

His cold face showed an unprecedented state of confusion. He was overwhelmed by pain. Unexpectedly, his sharp thin lips closed tightly, gently held up the back of her head, rubbed her hair, breathed on her forehead, and even his voice was uncertain: "Lanxi... Lanxi, don't cry..."

I don't know when he kissed her. His thin lips wrapped around her hair and rolled gently. In Lanxi's senses, hot tears covered everything. She didn't notice when he hugged her. She only felt a light body. He had taken her out of the car and imprisoned her in his chest like a intimate object.

He brought her to his private apartment in C City.

When she woke up, Lanxi didn't know that she had been lying on her side on the wide sofa crying for too long. Her tears soaked a small place on her pillow. Her eyes were red, and one or two tears hung in the corners of her eyes.

She looked and saw that if the back of the sofa was put down, it could support a soft and thick enough bed.

After lying down for a while, I don't remember.

For a long time, she couldn't hear anything around her. Then she got up and went down. Her little face was like a green mountain after the rain. She began to look for mu Yanchen.