What's his matter?

When he was about to raise his head, he found that the hand pressing the back of her head made no effort to let her move.

She's out of breath!

"The colder I am......"

"Don't move, there are reporters." His low voice sounded slowly.

The other arm, also around her waist, hugged her more closely with Liu Liu.

Such a picture, no matter who looks like it, is a sweet family of three.

Nian Xiaomu is a little stiff.

Half a sound, just nervous ask, "reporter left?"

Not waiting for his answer, her little head glanced aside and found that a few young people were holding cameras not far away.

It looks like a group of friends coming out to play and taking pictures of each other.

Not for them

Yu Yuehan also noticed her sight, coughed twice, released her and opened her lips lightly.

"I'm wrong."

His cold face, no extra expression, hanging on the side of the hand, but silent grip into a fist.

The palm is a little hot.

With his observation, not even the true and false journalists can not be separated.

But the moment he saw her look down at the rose, his hand suddenly reached out unconsciously and hugged her.

It's not until you get back to your senses that you realize what you've done.

"It doesn't matter. You're also protecting Liu." Xiaomu takes a step back and looks down at Xiaoliu in her arms.

Liu Liu is still young. Yu Yuehan doesn't want her to be exposed in front of the media. She can understand.

What's more, they are not a family of three. If they were photographed by reporters, they still don't know how to report.

He was right to be more careful.

"Year small Mu sipped lips," let's go back quickly

After that hug, when they were waiting for their assistant to come, the air was very quiet.

Until Xiaomu's cell phone rang suddenly.

She still had roses in her arms. It was inconvenient to answer the phone with one hand. She accidentally clicked the PA key.

Chen Zixin's voice clearly came from the other end of the phone.

"Director Nian, I think I saw you in the cinema..." A word has not finished, the phone did not know why to break.

Nian Xiaomu: "..."

She was surprised and prepared to look back. The assistant's car just drove towards them and stopped steadily on the side of the road.

The door is open.

Did not wait for the year small Mu to return to God, more cold already indifferent lips, "get on the bus."

"Chen always seems to be here. By the way, when he asked me out, he said that the movie tickets had been bought. Is this the cinema?" "Year small Mu is pulling more and more cold coat sleeve to ask a way.

The colder my eyes flashed a faint light, the colder I replied, "you remember wrong, not here."

"But Mr. Chen said he saw me. He should be near us..." Year small Mu said, looked around, did not wait for her to find Chen Zixin, more cold figure in front of her.

The handsome face is covered with a layer of haze.

The black eyes are like ink, and the quiet lips are opened.

"It's time for Liu Liu to go home and rest."

“……”

Yeah, they've been out all day.

Children are no more tired than adults after playing all day.

And it shouldn't be so clever. Xiao Chen should be the wrong person.

Young Mu hesitated for only a second, and went straight to get on the bus.

Yu Yuehan then sat next to her. As soon as he got in the car, he told his assistant to drive.

As soon as the car left, Chen Zixin rushed out of the crowd, shaking his cell phone which had no power at the critical moment with a face of chagrin!