Chapter 195

This misunderstanding is really big. It can't be bigger.

Tang and song struggled to grasp his hand, then coughed violently twice, and the whole person stared at him silently: "do you want your brain hole to be so big! Don't say first, I only like gentle and kind-hearted people. Do you think I dare to start the person you like? I'm not impatient!"

If he dares to do so, he promises that he will not care about brotherhood.

He'll make him disappear every minute.

This man can definitely do such a thing.

Thin shallow didn't intend to really do it. He moved his hand joints a little: "what do you mean the person I like?"

Tang and song rubbed their necks and smiled: "come on, I admire the low Eq. don't see it. You think we are all blind. You make it clear that you like her."

"No."

He denied it coldly.

Tang Song, er, looked at him hesitantly: "no, don't tell me, your two EQ are on the same level."

Or the one who failed.

Thin and shallow glanced at him, revealing a few cold filaments in her eyes: "she is still young and can't fall in love early."

“……”

Tang and song quietly looked at him for a long time. Finally, they raised a thumb.

You can do it.

That's great.

This is especially used to block others. I didn't expect to use it on myself.

Thin and shallow, his hands in his pockets, and he walked back with a calm face.

Tang and song followed him, still unable to resist curiosity: "do you really have no idea about her?"

Bo Qian didn't answer.

Tang and song touched their chin and joked: "just pretend."

Thin shallow squint: "do you have an opinion?"

"No, your uncle is happy." Tang and song watched him walk into the store. They said a simple hello, and then Bo Qian sat down in the old place.

The two men were more than ten meters apart.

Ambiguous and clear, interesting.

……

Mu Shinian was busy for more than two hours. When it was dark, he repaired several cars.

She calculated the repair cost, wrote it on a piece of paper, and then pasted it on a notepad on the wall.

She cleaned up the shop. When she was about to leave, she suddenly stopped and looked suspiciously at the lounge.

The door was half open and the light inside was weak.

Who's in there?

She seems to remember that the Tang and Song dynasties have left.

Mu Shinian took a light step and walked slowly. He pressed his fingers on the door, gently opened the door, stood at the door and looked inside. There was a familiar person lying on the bed and clothes.

He didn't take off his shoes. He seemed to be tired. He leaned against the bed and the quilt covered only a little part of his abdomen. He seemed to sleep very uneasy, frowning and moving uneasily occasionally.

Is this a nightmare?

Mu Shinian has also seen many people have nightmares.

But no one has ever been as miserable and ferocious as him.

Mu Sinian crept over and touched his hot forehead with his fingers. He was waking up first. Suddenly, his wrist hurt and was grabbed by someone. With a force, she pulled her fiercely before she reacted. The next second, a tall figure leaned over and pressed her under her.

Mu Shinian's back is cold.

She looked at the man's red eyes, red as blood.

He was desperately repressing something, his breath was very short, and his eyes looking at her were strange.

Mu Shinian's hands and feet are cold.

She opened her mouth and was about to speak