Mysterious lover: See you tonight, President

"No

Mu Yunze's voice was very low and he sang high. Only then did he find that they had not left the screening hall.

On the big screen behind mu Yunze, the film is still going on, and there are still a lot of audiences in the venue.

He whispered in a high voice, close to his ear, "why don't you go after reading it?"

"No

Muyunze voice light, "sleepy."

Gao Ge suddenly gave a low smile.

Mu Yunze looked at her with his chin, "what are you laughing at?"

Gao Ge touched the new stubble on his chin and said in a low voice, "if you love me, you can tell me clearly. I won't laugh at you when I'm old."

The president stares at her for a few seconds. Suddenly, with a release of her hand, Gaoge loses her balance and falls down. She quickly reaches out and hugs mu Yunze's neck so that she can balance herself.

She flattened her mouth, jumped off him and murmured in a low voice, "what a shame."

The president gave her a cool glance.

Gaoge immediately took his arm with dogleg, "husband, let's go home."

Mu Yunze didn't speak, but he was in touch with her.

Gaoge looked down at the hand they held together and laughed like a child.

Although mu Yunze's face was still expressionless, when he looked carefully, he found that the corners of his lips curved and his smile was hard to hide.

When I came out of the studio, Gaoge found that it was snowing outside.

It should have just fallen, but the ground is still dry, but the snowflakes are very large, falling in clusters, singing for many years.

Suddenly I found the excitement when I was a child.

Holding mu Yunze's hand, she said in a low voice, "when I was a child, I was not sensible. I always looked forward to snow. My favorite thing was to lie in the window of the classroom and wait for my parents to pick me up. But I waited until everyone left, and I didn't wait for the people who came to pick me up. Later, I knew that whether they would pick me up or not had nothing to do with whether it would snow or not, I haven't been waiting any longer, but I like snow as always. I always think that if I walk, I will meet the person who comes to meet me

Mu Yunze stares at her, his pupils are dark, reflecting her appearance.

For the first time, he felt that this woman was a little fragile. She was not as heartless as she showed. Her heart was hidden under a sharp shell. Only when the nerves were relaxed occasionally could people see that little bit of vulnerability. However, this little bit was enough to make him feel distressed.

He pursed his lips. After a while, he said, "so you wait until Su Jinghuan?"

Singing

She is not easy to brew some feelings. The president is really a wet blanket.

"Forget it, I won't tell you, go home!"

She said, rushing into the snow, mu Yunze reached for her wrist and pulled her back.

"Shall we walk back together?"

"Ah?"

Singing a Leng, thought he heard wrong.

Muyunze said without expression, "don't forget it."

Gaoge immediately rushed over and hugged his arm, smiling and bending his eyes, "yes ~"

Muyunze uncapped the corner of his lips without any trace, and led her to go home.

Two lines of footprints left on the road were soon buried by snowflakes.

The studio is not far from the landscape of Washington, but it takes nearly an hour to walk down.

Along the way, mu Yunze was thinking about a problem.

He thought he might be a little abnormal, otherwise why would he waste an hour walking with a woman in the snow.

For a businessman like him, time is money. He can negotiate a business of tens of millions every minute. What he cares more is the value of time, rather than simply getting tired of spending time together.

He knew which was more important, but strangely, he did not regret it, instead, he enjoyed it.

It seems that after he married this woman, he became a bit abnormal. He weighed the pros and cons of a thing, not according to its existence value, but according to Mrs. Mu's preference

"It turns out that you can really go all the way to Baitou." Gaoge stares at the white flakes on his head and smiles gently.

"What?"

Mu Yunze didn't understand.

Gao Ge reached out and plucked the snowflakes on his hair. "Look, white head."

"Boring!"

Mu Yunze flicked her forehead, "go faster, the snow is too deep."

Gaoge depressed for a while, catch up and pounce on his back, muyunze seems to have been prepared, a catch her.

She put her cold little hand into his neck, and mu Yunze shivered with cold. She slapped her hip, but she didn't drive her out.

Gaoge pressed his cheek against his broad shoulder and whispered, "muyunze, do you want to try to like me?"

Next to a car galloping by, will sing words oblivion.

When the car went away, mu Yunze said, "what did you just say?"

"Nothing."

Gao Ge pressed his chin on his shoulder and said, "let's go home."

Mu Yunze weighed her on his back. Suddenly, he moved, his voice was a little harsh, "don't touch your hands!"

"Oh."

Gaoge obediently answered, put the hand on his chest up, and then put his arms around his neck, close to his ear and said, "it's hard."

Muyunze was angry and happy, "it's harder below. Do you want to touch it?"

Singing and laughing in a low voice, for a long time, I patted him on the shoulder, "go, go home."

"Jinghuan, try this."

On a white Audi, Xiao Yin dug a mouthful of cake and handed it to Su Jinghuan. "It's delicious."

Su Jinghuan twisted his eyebrows, and his head turned to a side. "Eat it yourself. I don't like sweets."

Xiao Yin flat mouth, into his mouth, eyes look out from time to time, suddenly, the roadside a shadow attracted her attention.

She fixed her eyes and suddenly exclaimed, "Jinghuan, look, is that Miss Gao and her cousin?"

Su Jinghuan moves, and he can't help but reduce his speed. He looks along the place Xiao Yin points to. Under the street lamp, a man carrying a girl is walking slowly in the snow. They are covered with a layer of silver snow, like a statue walking slowly in the snow. Behind them are a series of deep and shallow footprints.

Su Jinghuan clenched the steering wheel and pressed his lips down.

"Cousin is quite romantic," Xiao Yin said enviously. She turned her head and complained a little in her tone. "It's good that you can understand sentiment like that when."

Su Jinghuan did not speak, suddenly stepped on the accelerator, the car galloped out.

Gaoge, is that why you are so anxious to get rid of me? I won't let you get what you want. We're not finished!

"Ah Chou"

He sneezed three times in a row, kneaded his nose with a high song, and some of them couldn't open their eyes.

"Have you caught a cold?"

Mu Yunze frowned and worried.