Chapter 472

After leaving the Mohist group, Jin Shixun pushed away Mu Qingqing. His mood was obviously not very good, and he was always gloomy and silent.

This is the first time that Mu Qingqing has seen Jin Shixun so serious. Even when he was just facing the difficulties of moliancheng, he did not show a dejected look.

The wind in late autumn is like a sharp knife. It's scratched on the skin one by one, and the person in pain wants to shed tears.

Jin Shixun wrapped up the collar of his coat and pushed his hands into his pocket. He couldn't help but quicken his pace. Mu Qingqing followed closely. She wanted to ask Jin Shixun something else. Many doubts were still held in her heart. Today, it is necessary to get a result.

"Stop Mu Qingqing suddenly raised her voice and gave a cold exclamation, blocking Jin Shixun.

"I have something to ask you. Do you know Bai Xiaoxi This time, Mu Qingqing didn't beat around the bush. Things have come to this point. Many words have come to the mouth. It doesn't matter to say it directly.

Jin Shixun's face was still dark, and a pair of deep eyes flashed with resentment. Mu Qingqing felt that the beam of light seemed to be aiming at himself.

"I don't know!"

If put in the usual, Jin Shixun must be clever and deliberate to shift the topic to irrelevant matters for a few circles, and may not be able to answer the question positively. But now, his attitude is very stiff, as if holding a fire in his heart, there is no place to vent.

After saying that, he bypassed Mu Qingqing and continued to move forward.

Mu Qingqing kept up with Jin Shixun's pace and quickly asked, "I saved you. Naturally, I won't pose any threat to you. The matter has reached a point where there is nothing to hide. I don't believe you don't know Bai Xiaoxi. What's your relationship? "

"Jin Shixun, I'm asking you something. I helped you somehow. Is that how you report your benefactor?"

"Jin Shixun, stop for me!"

Mu Qingqing closely followed Jin Shixun's side, and kept asking questions. One after another, like a cold arrow that kept shooting, one did not fall into Jin Shixun's heart.

"Enough!" Jin Shixun suddenly stopped, but mu Qingqing was too quick to rush to his head. The distance between the two people was pulled back to the original point. It seemed funny.

"I do know Bai Xiaoxi. What's the matter? Is there any problem?" Jin Shixun stares at Mu Qingqing with hostility. There is no trace of unnecessary emotion on his beautiful and innocent cheek. His eyes are straight against the face of the comer, flashing a cold light.

"You really know each other..." Before Mu Qingqing's words were finished, Jin Shixun suddenly gave a sneer and interrupted Mu Qingqing.

"I'm a media professional, not to mention the white creek which has been popular for a while. Even if I'm an artist of the 18th line, I know at least 50% of them. You're a boring question!"

Jin Shi mouth a hook, face with a trace of ruffian gas, spread out the palm to make a helpless expression, "you are satisfied with it!"

"And! You're not my benefactor. You didn't help me just now. It's just our deal. What you owe me should have been clear. We've been cleared up! "

With that, Jin Shixun glared at Mu Qingqing and continued to gallop in his original direction. Jin Shixun's car was parked in the parking lot of Mo's building, which he had forgotten, so he walked aimlessly at the moment. Even he did not know where he was going.

"You're avoiding the heavy ones, what are you hiding?" Mu Qingqing didn't intend to give up at all, because the boy who was seven or eight years younger than himself had already revealed his flaws. Under Mu Qingqing's pressure, his mood changed dramatically.

In this way, Mu Qingqing always followed Jin Shixun. She said a lot of words and asked many questions, but Jin Shixun even regarded her as transparent and did not answer a word.

Finally, the two men have moved from the Mo's building to another busy street. Jin Shixun is fed up with Mu Qingqing's hard and soft work, so he reaches out and plans to stop a taxi to leave.

When Mu Qingqing saw that Jin Shixun was going to leave, he was in a hurry and fell to the ground.

"Ah..."

With a cry of surprise, Jin Shixun finally turned his head, and his eyes fell on Mu Qingqing. Frown gently, a face of impatience.

"I can't get up. Give me a hand!" Mu Qingqing looks helpless. A beautiful woman like this falls on the roadside. If it is placed in a crowded place, I am afraid a large number of people are scrambling to help. Jin Shixun is also a man. Even though Mu Qingqing is more like an elder sister to him, he is still a little softhearted at this moment.

An orange taxi stopped at Jin Shixun's hand. The driver opened the passenger's window and roared in a loud voice, "brother, where are you going?"

Jin Shixun's eyes always stay on Mu Qingqing's body, and the taxi elder brother on one side keeps urging, "where are you going? Can't you walk? It's hard to stop at this time! If you don't leave, I'll be on duty. "

Mu Qingqing didn't watch Jin Shixun, but rubbed up his ankle. He just acted too hard. Although it was intentional, the sprain was not fake. At present, his ankle has been red and swollen, and even some faint pain.The door was opened and closed, and the voice really appeared in Mu Qingqing's ear. She sighed, and began to scold Jin Shixun secretly in her heart. But just as Mu Qingqing was about to raise her head and prepare to call a car to leave, her body suddenly jumped into the air.

A big boy with short chestnut brown hair carried Mu Qingqing on his back. His sight suddenly rose from 168 cm above sea level to 185 cm. His vision seemed to have widened a lot.

"You didn't leave?" Mu Qingqing was startled, and her hands suddenly wrapped around Jin Shixun's neck to avoid falling back.

"What a trouble you are!" Jin Shixun cold Sen Sen said, the words of censure clearly with a trace of soft hearted.

Mu Qingqing pursed her lips and laughed. He was sure that he did not mistake the boy. He was not a man of iron heart.

After a long walk, he saw several benches near a park. Jin Shixun put Mu Qingqing on the bench, took out his mobile phone from his pocket and threw it on Mu Qingqing.

"Call, find someone to pick you up, I'm not Lei Feng!" Jin Shixun said coldly, and he also sat beside Mu Qingqing.

Jin Shixun's forehead has begun to exude a layer of fine sweat, breathing also appears to be a bit short.

Mu Qingqing calls Chengxi and tells her location. It's just a strange thing. It's only half an hour before the meeting is over.