Chapter 801

See him leave, cold rain also no mood to drink coffee, body back in the chair, see him drive away, heart suddenly a sink down.

The digital clock on the desk also snapped to 6 p.m. at this time.

Although Li Muran has rushed to the past as soon as possible, when he arrived, Xing Rushi had been waiting downstairs for some time.

It was near the end of December, the air was cold and dry, and her hands were cool, which made him blame himself.

"If I don't come, don't wait outside. What if I catch a cold?"

When she laughed, she put her hand into his neck. It was so cold that his neck shrank. Just as he wanted to take it back, he grabbed her wrist and felt angry.

"Don't move. I'll warm you up."

Xing Rushi blushed and coughed awkwardly, but his heart was as sweet as honey, and his heart was beating.

"Well, it's OK. Let's go home."

Feeling almost warm, Li Muran took her hand out and took her to the direction of the car.

Inside, the heater was turned on in advance. After entering, it was very warm. Xing Rushi turned his head and looked at him with a curved mouth.

"Thank you, Muran."

He dropped a kiss on her forehead, as light as an angel's wings swept past.

"Don't say thank you to me. I'm willing to do all this."

She was a little embarrassed by him, biting her lower lip and burying her head. She could not help disdaining herself. She was clearly a mummy, but she was still as affected as a little girl.

Li Muran wanted to tell her what happened today, but seeing her face brimming with happiness, she put up with it.

This kind of thing is left to him to handle, she just needs to be happy.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help sighing. Xing Rushi raised his head and looked at him. He just found that there was something strange in his eyes, as if he had some thoughts.

"What's the matter with you?"

Having settled his attention, he laughed at her and shook his head. His eyes were full of tenderness. Just now the strange things swept by, as if she had misread it.

"No, what's the matter?"

Seeing that he looked as usual, no doubt as usual, she said that it was ok, but she had some doubts. Even though he covered up the past, she was very clear that she had not read wrong.

"No, just want to ask you."

Although he wanted to know what he was hiding from himself, he didn't pay attention to his attitude towards himself recently.

But what she didn't expect was that in the next few days, Li Muran often fell into a deep thought, and every time her brow was twisted into a ball.

The matter here has not been solved. Because of the impending slaughter of the imperial concubine, they were asked to send the last batch of clothes. Because they were worried that other people could not handle it well, she and Xie Mufan sent them to the palace in person.

The director saw that they were extremely enthusiastic and invited them to attend the premiere. When they came out of the clothing room, they met the cold rain that had not been seen for a long time.

I don't know why, this time compared with before, Xing Rushi felt that she looked at her eyes with a bit of hostility.

"Hello, Miss Leng."

Cold rain light swept her one eye, rare smile up, but the smile did not reach the bottom of the eye, how to see it makes people feel cold back.

At the thought of her happiness with Li Muran, she couldn't help her emotions.

Why is she clearly the most hated person of Qin Ranran, and the tortured person is her, as well as Leng's aunt, who is clearly her own mother and cares about her as much as himself.

At the thought of this, she would like to break her smile.

"Miss Xing, it's yours. It won't be yours again."

Smell speech, Xing Rushi looked at her doubtfully, some don't quite understand, how did she suddenly come up with such a sentence.

She did not mean to explain, ready to leave, has been standing behind Xie Mufan, eyes flashed a dark awn, imprison her hands, and then looked at Xing Rushi.

"Shishi, go out first. I have something to talk to miss Leng."

Because of the relationship between punishment and poetry, he paid more attention to Li Muran than ever before, and he also knew that Leng Qingyu and he had a cooperative relationship.

Just from the two people get along, Li Muran regarded her as the object of cooperation, but she may not be so simple.

Just that sentence, is with a strong smell of gunpowder.

No matter what she is, he will never give up if she wants to destroy the happiness of poetry.

Xing Rushi always felt that there was a sense of tension between them. He was just about to say something, but he saw Xie Mufan's eyes looking at himself quietly, so he nodded and went out.

After seeing her go far away, Xie Mufan disgusted to throw her hand to one side, a pair of blue eyes staring at her.

"Cold rain, you'd better not expect what you shouldn't get, or I won't let you live."She gave a faint smile and her eyelashes trembled, as if she had heard a joke and chuckled three times.

Xie Mufan's eyes are full of possessiveness when he looks at Xing Rushi. They can achieve better results by joining hands, but it seems that he will not agree.

There was a dim light in his eyes. He still couldn't help testing him. After all, people are greedy for what they want.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous of you to say that to me? What's the difference between your behavior and mine? It's not good to take what you need. "

He didn't speak much, but gave her a warning look and strode out.

Indeed, from another point of view, her words are very tempting, but if let her do something painful for the sake of being with poetry, he can't bear it either.

As long as she is happy, even if the person she likes is not herself, what does it matter?

A few steps out, just saw Xing Rushi standing at the door, talking to Li Muran on the phone, the smile on his face could not hide, in the cold weather, let his heart also rose a bit of heating.

See her hang up the phone, he just slowly walked past, "go, poetry, time is not early."

She said yes, and glanced at him, a little worried about what had just happened.

"You and miss Leng..."

"I'm ok with her. Be careful of her."