Zhao Muxin was awakened by Lu Zhaoran's phone call. She opened her eyes and found that it was dark. She could not help frowning.

The man who is calling in front of the French window looks back at her, says "that's it" to Liu Zhen on the other end of the phone, and then hangs up.

Then he walked to the bed and looked down at Zhao Muxin, who had just woken up and was still a little confused: "what would you like to eat at night?"

He had a natural attitude, as if nothing had happened to them just now. In fact, she had nothing on now! Zhao Muxin sat up wrapped up in a quilt, looked at Lu Zhaoran, and immediately twisted his eyebrows: "Lu Zhaoran, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?"

He frowned, too, as if puzzled.

Zhao Muxin was angry: "I, you, this -"

"didn't I give you a chance? If you don't refute, it means that you agree to my pursuit. "

"Pursuit?"

She felt like she had seen a ghost: "when did you chase me?"

"I said it."

“……”

Zhao Muxin wrinkled his pillow and threw it at him: "get out of here!"

The pillow is avoided by him, Lu Zhaoran a hand to fasten her easily.

The next second, she was held in his arms, even with a quilt.

Her hair is in a mess. Lu Zhaoran helps her trim her hair while coaxing a child: "stop it, Xinxin."

His mouth has always been nothing good, now suddenly soft down, Zhao Muxin only feel that his tone of stem, up and down.

She thought of the past six months, suddenly felt aggrieved, blinked her eyes, and could not help crying: "you bully me, you bully me - woo, you bully me! You don't like me at all. No one likes me like you - "

the more she cries, the worse she gets. Lu Zhaoran frowns and turns her around. He raises his hand to help her wipe her tears, but Zhao Muxin pushes it away.

He had to draw a paper towel from one side and handed it to her. Zhao Muxin didn't answer it. He picked his eyebrows and said, "what's the matter with me?"

Let her make it for half a year, what else does she want?

"You, you, what did you do you don't know?"

Zhao Muxin almost was angry smile, looking at his innocent face, she really almost couldn't resist a slap in the past.

"I really don't know what I did. I know exactly what you did. Do you remember Song Jin? "

Hearing that he mentioned Song Jin, Zhao Muxin was stunned and inexplicably guilty.

She couldn't cry any more, so she looked at him with tears in her eyes.

Lu Zhaoran hissed, almost gnashing his teeth: "blind date?"

He said, pausing, then biting her on the lip: "what a talent! Why don't you just get married! "

Zhao Muxin was a little guilty. When he said this, he suddenly got angry: "what's wrong with me when I'm single? Don't you tell me that you went abroad with Xinhuan in a few days? "

"New love?"

Lu Zhaoran has always been able to catch the key points. When he heard her words, he thought about it for a moment. Suddenly, he thought of something and looked down at her with a smile: "do you think my cousin is my new lover?"

"Don Cousin

Zhao Muxin looked at him inconceivably, and immediately felt that he was wrong and angry.

She subconsciously wanted to escape, but just moved, she remembered that she was bald under the quilt.

"Miss Zhao is so powerful that she deserves to be an entertainer!"

His words are so bitter that Zhao Muxin would have been bombed in normal times.

Now, however, she can't blow it up.

How did she not expect that she made such a big Wulong.

She raised her hand to touch her lip. She was bitten by Lu Zhaoran just now, and now she still has some pain.

Zhao Muxin looked at him carefully. At this time, his stomach suddenly grunted.

She has never been embarrassed, but she is more afraid of the silent Lu Zhaoran than embarrassed.

Zhao Muxin looked at his stomach: "I'm hungry."

"Oh."

Lu Zhaoran snorted coldly and threw her back on the bed, "change clothes!"

Zhao Muxin quickly wrapped up the quilt and got out of bed from the other side. When she came to the bathroom door, she suddenly thought of something: "I have no clothes --"

the man looked at her with a look of disgust: "wardrobe."

Zhao Muxin ran to the wardrobe. When she saw the clothes in the wardrobe, she was stunned.

The two of them have been separated for seven or eight months. Before, she occasionally came here for the night. There are clothes she likes to wear in this wardrobe. Now, the clothes she likes to wear are still there, and the brand is still that brand, just changing the style.

Zhao Muxin looks at Lu Zhaoran with a complicated look, but she doesn't want to look into his cold eyes. She takes a short skirt and puts it into the bathroom.She takes it with her. Zhao Muxin seldom wears short skirts because they show her figure too much. Zhao Muxin's buttocks are very beautiful. When she wears a short skirt with buttocks, the lines are very attractive. Let alone other people's eyes, she feels hot when she sees it herself.

So in general, Zhao Muxin does not like to wear clothes that show her figure.

Although she doesn't have Ninghuan's big and long legs, Zhao Muxin has a good proportion of body. She has a thin waist and short body. She has a short skirt with a wave point covering her hips and a high waist, which makes all her legs under her chest.

But it was a thin knitted shirt. When she looked at it, she thought it was conservative and long sleeve. As a result, when she got up, she realized that the chest was round neck and the high waist shirt was close to her body. After the buttons were fastened, the chest was the chest and the waist was the waist.

Just go out, Lu Zhaoran Mou color changed: "change a set!"

In fact, she didn't think it was very good, but when she remembered that he didn't listen to his begging for mercy, she couldn't help feeling a little upset: "why? I think it's very good-looking, fashionable and cool. It's summer now. No - "

before she finished speaking, the man came to her.

Zhao Muxin subconsciously stepped back, but he held him without taking two steps.

She swallowed her saliva, feeling guilty of defeat: "I, I'll change it --"

he looked at her and personally picked out a long skirt for her in the wardrobe, "change it!"

Zhao Muxin turned her lips and went in to change her clothes again.

When he came out again, Lu Zhaoran suddenly held out his hand: "give me the clothes."

"What are you doing?"

She had some doubts, but she gave him the clothes.

He took it, threw it on the bed and said, "come back and put it on."

“……”

Zhao Muxin choked: "abnormal!"

Lu Zhaoran glanced at her and held her hand: "no matter how abnormal it is, it's also your boyfriend."

When he said this, he didn't feel half guilty, which naturally made Zhao Muxin feel embarrassed.

She looked up at him and tried to retort, but in the end she just pulled her lips.

Why is Lu Zhaoran always surprised every time?

She also plans to spend a little time with him, make him anxious, and be a pilot herself

Zhao Muxin was a little unwilling, but he felt that if he refused again this time, it would be a bit of affectation.

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