The old lady's condition stabilized a lot, and finally transferred from the operating room to the intensive care unit.

There can only be one family member to visit. Gu Enron has been in before, so the one who goes in now is mu Laozi.

The old man basically took up all the time to go in. Others stayed here, and there was no old lady.

The doctor advised everyone to go home and have a rest. Most of the people left after saying hello to the old housekeeper.

Mu Zhanbei stares at the door of the intensive care unit. He doesn't know how long he has been standing, and he turns around to leave.

Li Ye walks up to Gu Enron and whispers, "young lady, go back first."

Gu Enron met the old lady today and knew that it was useless to stay at this time.

Seeing mu Zhanbei's rigid back, she nodded to keep up with him.

Li Ye drives for them, but he is speechless all the way.

After dinner and bath, Gu Enron sat at his desk and opened his notebook.

She has a lot of scripts to write, but she can't write a word in her notebook tonight.

I can't understand the meaning of what the old lady said to her.

The maid knocked on the door and said the young master asked her to come.

Gu Enron arranges his clothes, then goes out of the room and knocks on the door of muzhan north.

He's still working.

Originally in a foreign survey project, I suddenly received the news that the old lady was seriously ill and rushed back immediately.

When he was abroad, it was already evening.

After more than ten hours by plane, I came back here because of the time difference. Now, it's just the evening.

In other words, Mu has not had a rest for nearly 30 hours.

But he doesn't look tired now, but his eyes are a little dark.

"I'm very grateful to you."

"Sit down."

Gu Enron is a little nervous. It seems that every time he gets along with mu Dashao, he is always under great pressure.

In fact, most of the time, Mu would not take the initiative to put pressure on her.

But even if he doesn't speak, he has a sense of dignity. When he is with him, he can't relax.

Gu Enron took a look around him, immediately went to the chair and sat down, at least ten steps away from him.

"You like to sit so far and talk to people?" Mu Zhanbei stares at her with thick eyebrows.

"That," Gu Enron knew that this distance was a disaster for chatting.

However, she didn't feel that she could talk with mu Dashao.

"You talk, I can hear you." She tried to squeeze out a smile.

Mu Zhanbei stares at the distance between them, and suddenly remembers what Jiangnan said that day.

Your identity, as well as your age, make her feel that she and you are people of two worlds.

People of two worlds Now looking at the distance between the two people, it seems that the moment has become true.

Mu Zhanbei put down the mouse and turned the chair to face her.

Fold your long legs and hold the cup in your hand.

"So late, you still drink coffee, don't want to go to bed?"

Gu Enron said this regret, Mu big little things, where round to get their own talkative?

Just looking at his obvious habit of harming his body, I can't help meddling.

Mu Zhanbei looked at the cup in his hand, and his eyes sank for a moment. Then he put the cup on the desk.

His hands on his legs, slender fingers like white jade, meticulous and perfect.

Overlap those two long legs of golden ratio, perfect sex appeal ground is in a mess.

Gu An'an coughed softly, drew back his eyes, and subconsciously moved his chair behind him.

Although the moving distance is very limited, even subtle, almost imperceptible.

But the move that she wants to widen the distance with herself, still entered his eye easily.

"Do you have to treat me with such a distant attitude?"

Two people who have completely blended with each other become strangers when they leave the bed?

"Mu, I don't understand you."

Gu Enron is still smiling, but the smile is a bit far fetched. At first glance, he knows that he is dealing with it.

The color of Mu Zhan's northern eyes is more and more deep. There are many feelings hidden in her deep eyes that she can't understand. It seems that there is no emotion at all.

Anyway, he couldn't see through her, so Gu Enron decided not to think deeply.

She asked seriously, "Mu Dashao, what can I do for you?"

Therefore, nothing can not find her, he and her, is still such a strange and distant existence.

In front of him, her unrestrained and free in the crowd of little broken children became formal and unnatural.

"Do you think I'm much older than you?"

The man suddenly asked, let Gu Enron Leng for a long time.

How to answer this question? The point is, why did he ask that?Seeing her uncertain expression, mu Zhanbei felt even more depressed.

When talking to him, do you have to consider how to answer?

If you have to think about every sentence you say, what's the meaning of the answer?

But it's all for the sake of coping with him!

"I'm asking you something!" He suddenly accentuated his tone.

Gu Enron was startled and said: "it's not a lot. It's less than ten years old. Ha ha."

But back to my heart, she was nine years old!

I didn't care about this before. After he mentioned it, I suddenly felt that the age gap between the two people was really big.

One generation gap in three years, nine years, three generation gaps.

Gee! Is mu Da Shao so old? Why didn't you find out before?

Her eyes flashed away, which made mu Zhanbei feel uncomfortable.

She really thinks he is old!

Twenty seven year old man, it is high spirited at the time, was too old!

Mu Zhanbei almost wanted to catch this girl and beat her ass hard.

Didn't she know that at his age, no matter 18 or 80, women were crazy about him?

Does she only like those 20 or so little children?

That Mu Tianyou is only in her early twenties. When she is with Mu Tianyou, she can laugh so happily

"Like to eat big stalls, go to low-end KTV to sing?" He thought about something. "What else do you like?"

Gu Enron met his eyes. It seemed that he was chatting with her and interrogating her.

Clearly feel that he did not give him the meaning of pressure, but, is a little pressure.

What else do you like?

"And like A lot of things. "

"For example?"

"For example..." For a while and a half, I can't say what I like best.

Her interests are too wide and she doesn't like anything in particular.

In fact, it depends on who you are with. If you are like-minded, even if you just have a meal, you will be very happy.

So how can I say that I like it?

"It's something young people like anyway. I don't have any special hobbies."

This answer, like an interview, is still a little coping.

Gu Enron's lips slightly pulled, and the machine forced him to smile: "Mu Da Shao, is there anything else?"

Things young people like

Mu Zhanbei stares at the position where she sits. It's really far away from her.

So the first step is to shorten the distance first?

He poked his fingertips and suddenly announced, "from today on, move in with me."