Mu Nansheng shrugged his shoulders, and answered the phone with a strange voice.

"Hey, brother."

"Why are you only answering the phone now, it's time for you to get off work."

Mu Nansheng explained, "What's wrong with the delay?"

Mu Qingmo coughed, "Take my lighter."

After listening to it, Mu Nansheng was silent: "Brother, are you poor? You need a lighter all day."

"You do not understand."

When Mu Qingmo said this, Mu Nansheng laughed angrily.

"Okay, I don't understand. Then you can't call Yilan directly, you have to let me go."

Mu Qingmo quickly stopped Mu Nansheng, "Don't, my dear sister."

Mu Nansheng twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the title, and complained dissatisfiedly, "Mu Qingmo, every time he asks me for help, this is the tone."

Mu Qingmo couldn't handle that much now, and was extremely humble.

"Sister, just help your brother this time, just this time."

Mu Nansheng shook his head, "We're going to a dinner party. I won't go to your place tonight. Come and get it yourself."

These words were exactly what He Mu Qingmo had in mind. Mu Qingmo wanted to agree immediately, but his reason told him that he should be more reserved.

Mu Nansheng heard that there was no voice over the phone, and wondered, "Brother, why don't you speak."

There was a hint of surprise in Mu Qingmo's voice: "This... this is a bit bad, and I don't want to disturb you at dinner."

Mu Nansheng rolled his eyes.

"Of course, you can just come to the room and take the lighter."

"what?"

Mu Qingmo's wishful thinking was empty, and he was a little frustrated.

Mu Nansheng naturally heard Mu Qingmo's disappointed tone.

"Brother, why are you so disappointed?"

"No."

Mu Qingmo stubbornly said, "You guys play with yours, I'll take my lighter."

"OK, I'll ask where the lighter is still."

"it is good."

Mu Qingmo felt a little nervous in his heart, and hung up the phone after speaking.

Hanging up the phone, Mu Nansheng looked up and saw Lin Yiran standing in front.

Lin still smiled: "It's over? Let's go, Song Yue can't wait."

"Still, is my brother's lighter still with you?"

Lin was still stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he rummaged in his bag.

"found it."

Lin still looked happy, "Look, this is it."

Mu Nansheng was a little confused: "still, why do you carry this lighter with you?"

Hearing Mu Nansheng's question, Lin still twitched the corners of his mouth.

In fact, Lin still doesn't know why he takes it with him.

Every time I changed the bag, Lin still habitually put the lighter in the mezzanine.

This seemed to give Lin still an inexplicable sense of security.

It was as if Mu Qingmo was really by his side.

"It's nothing, I just want to give it back to Brother Qingmo."

"So this is ah."

Mu Nansheng simply didn't take the lighter that Lin still handed over, and told Lin still what Mu Qingmo was going to come over tonight.

When he heard that Mu Qingmo was coming, Lin still felt subconsciously delighted.

Another chance to meet him again, Lin still had a vague expectation in his heart.

After saying that, Lin still put the lighter back in the bag and smiled: "Then let's go to dinner first and then send the location to Brother Qingmo."

Mu Nansheng nodded: "Okay."

Song Yue ran over at some point.

"Sister Nansheng~"

Song Yue shouted sweetly, wrapping her arms tightly around Mu Nansheng's arm.

Mu Nansheng raised his eyebrows: "Can I interpret your current behavior as asking me for something?"

Song Yue shyly smiled, "Sure enough, Sister Nan Sheng is still smart."

"Tell me, which one do you want to eat?"

Song Yue smiled and gave Mu Nansheng a thumbs up.

"Sister Nan Sheng knows me best."

Song Yue seemed to be ready for a long time. She took out her mobile phone from behind, and the interface presented just happened to be a Korean barbecue restaurant.

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