Chapter 786

Then Han Muzi kept thinking about yetingchen.

George said to text him and let him come.

She wanted to see him, but she thought... Would he get tired of himself if he kept using George to call him out?

Thinking of this, Han Muzi said, "well, why don't you send him a text message? That's it today. It's urgent."

"Ha?" George was stunned, holding his mobile phone. "Why? Isn't this kind of thing the sooner the better?"

"No." Han Muzi shook her head: "I'm afraid he's incompetent."

She suddenly broke into his life. If she always appeared in front of him frequently, he might subconsciously exclude her before he was used to himself.

Don't take risks.

"But... I've already sent it."

“……”

*

Yetingchen sat on the sofa on the balcony, holding a cup of coffee in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.

During the holiday, he wore a gray long sleeved sweater and a simple and generous pair of trousers. His face was even more beautiful when he was bathed in the sun. If this scene was photographed organically, netizens would think it was a photo taken by a male star on the Internet.

The picture in his cell phone still stays on the interface of talking to George.

The photo was not enlarged, but you can also see the delicate and beautiful outline of the woman. It was clear that she was just wearing a simple White Chiffon shirt. She didn't even look at her hair carefully. She just tied a bunch of leather tendons behind her head, but still made him unable to move his eyes.

Her facial features are not particularly amazing. They are not particularly perfect when separated, but when combined, they look and feel comfortable, which seems to have the same fatal attraction to him.

Night Tingchen took back his eyes, put down the coffee cup in the other hand, and then pinched his temple.

He knew well that George did it on purpose.

Deliberately invite someone to lunch, deliberately send her photos to yourself, deliberately... Want to lead him forward.

But even if George did it on purpose, what about her?

Will she go when others call? Don't you know a little reserved?

When she woke up in the secretary room that day, she suddenly hugged herself tightly and was not reserved at all. At that time, yetingchen felt that she recognized the wrong person and that she was not the object she wanted to hug at all.

I just woke up from my dream and recognized the wrong person in my confusion, so I held him.

The more you think about it, the more upset ye Tingchen is.

After a while, he raised a sneer on his lips and got up and walked out.

*

"So, you just sat down and sent him a message soon?" Han Muzi looked at George and asked. She thought... Not so fast. She thought she had time to tell George.

George nodded coherently, and then he said, "but... Don't worry, little sister-in-law. He shouldn't come."

Listen to the speech, Han Muzi can't laugh or cry. "Are you comforting me or hitting me?"

"Ah, sister-in-law, I didn't mean to hit you, I just said..."

"What did he say? Did he make sense to you?"

I have to say, Han Muzi is still very curious. What is the attitude of yetingchen towards himself after amnesia?

What is George's impression of himself?

George didn't dare to tell Han Muzi that Wei Chi directly sent him a rolling word. He could only euphemistically say, "he may be busy and hasn't returned the information. I guess he didn't see it."

i see.

Han Muzi lowered her eyes and couldn't tell what she felt in her heart.

Naturally, she wanted to see yetingchen very much, but she was afraid that for yetingchen now, they met too often, which would make him resist.

Oh.

Han Muzi sighed in her heart and didn't speak again.

George could see her disappointment, so he had to quickly change the topic: "the things in this shop are very good, sister-in-law, you'll try later."

"Thank you."

The food served in this shop was very fast. Han Muzi and George sat for about ten minutes and the food came up.

Han Muzi had ordered a face, but she had no taste. But George was different. He had a good appetite and ordered a pot of fat. When he came up, he was still smoking and perfume. What's more, the delicious soup was bubbling with bubbles.

George's eyes lit up when he saw it.

"This is a good thing, sister-in-law. You must try later."

Han Muzi felt something wrong when she smelled the smell. Xiumei frowned. She felt that the strong smell seemed to make her a little uncomfortable.

She subconsciously put her hand over her nose.

But this is a box after all. In addition, she is particularly sensitive to the smell. The smell soon spread in the box. Han Muzi couldn't stand it more and more, and her face became a little ugly.

"Sister-in-law, the fat cattle of his family are doing well. Try it quickly."

George stood up and tried to serve her food.

The strong smell made her stomach roll all the time. She couldn't help but rush out of the box with her mouth covered.

"Sister-in-law? Sister-in-law, what's the matter with you?" George hurried out. Han Muzi had to say vaguely, "I'll go to the bathroom."

Then he disappeared in front of George.

George: "

He touched his head and looked back at the box.

Strange, it tastes so good... But my sister-in-law doesn't seem to like it very much?? I'm going to vomit.

Well, he'd better find someone to withdraw this dish before his sister-in-law comes back.

Han Muzi felt like vomiting very strongly, but she was not familiar with it. It took her a long time to find the bathroom. She turned upside down in her stomach. Just when she couldn't help it, Han Muzi finally saw the bathroom.

Then she rushed in and vomited on the washing table for a long time.

With this vomit, she even shed tears. Her stomach rolled so hard that even cold sweat came out.

I don't know how long it lasted. Han Muzi felt more comfortable.

She turned on the faucet to wash the dirt in the washbasin. While washing her hands, she finally held water to wash her face, but a paper towel was handed to her.

Han Muzi was stunned and reached for the paper towel.

"Look at you, it doesn't seem suitable to wash cold water face at this time." a light male voice sounded on the left. Han Muzi looked at each other after taking the paper towel.

At a glance, Han Muzi was stunned in situ.

The man with a pair of fox eyes and a big smile on his lips is not duanmuze she had seen before?

In fact, it hasn't been long since we met last time. They used to sit and talk face to face. Han Muzi naturally remembers him.

After duanmuze saw her face clearly, he couldn't help narrowing his eyes and picking his eyebrows.

"Is that you?"

Night Tingchen announced the object of marriage, Han Muzi.

At first duanmuze looked at her with some surprise. He seemed surprised to see her here, but soon he seemed to think of something and then relieved.