Chapter 908

"You drank a lot of wine."

This is probably the first thing they said after they met again.

Thin shallow subconsciously panicked: "it was all poured by the grandson of the Tang and Song Dynasties!"

By implication, he's pretty innocent.

When Mu read, the lips pursed tighter.

If it were not for his acquiescence, how could the Tang and Song Dynasties fill him with wine.

Bo Qian probably knew that mu Shinian was unhappy. After he showed some tangles in the dark, he pretended to speak calmly: "I'll go to the switch."

He said so, but there was no trace of loosening his hand.

Mu Shinian frowned and stared at the clenched hands seriously.

"They didn't come for you?"

"No, there's a deal. There's a trace. Now I'm anxious to run out, so I came up with such a move." Thin shallow said: "has sent someone to solve."

Also, this is his territory. He can't be beaten so obediently.

Mu Shinian didn't ask anything. He followed him to the switch. Bo Qian carried a tool in his hand and repaired the switch in two or three times. With a slip, the electricity recovered again.

Mu Shinian stayed in the dark for a long time and didn't adapt to the sudden light. She blinked and saw a man carrying a wooden stick and attacking this way.

Mu Shinian's face changed. Before the other party took the shot, he quickly pulled thin to the side, and then kicked the person to the ground the next second.

"Ah!"

Someone screamed and fell to the ground. It's hard to get up again.

His face sank and dragged the man back: "your injury."

"It's all right. It's healed long ago."

Mu Shinian doesn't care much.

For a moment, the two men began to be speechless again.

Just now, in the dark, the two people had nothing to say. At this meeting, the light resumed, and they didn't know what to say.

The two people looked at each other face to face until the thin mobile phone rang.

Thin shallow looked at mu Shinian, opened the answer, and heard his voice from inside: "young master, it has been handled, and there is nothing missing."

"OK."

Thin shallow explained two more words and hung up the phone.

Then it seemed even more embarrassing.

Mu Shinian looked at him with his big eyes open. There seemed to be a silent momentum between his eyebrows.

Bo Qian has seen countless people, but only in front of her, there is less that kind of momentum and momentum.

It seems that no matter how powerful he is, he is always subconsciously inferior to her.

Mu Shinian did not open his eyes and calmly opened his mouth in a strange silence: "I'll go back first."

Thin shallow shook his fist, and the voice was a little hoarse and asked, "who brought you?"

"My little elder martial sister."

Mu Shinian finished and returned directly the same way.

Thin shallow stared at her background.

I haven't seen you for a few days. I seem to be thinner.

Doesn't she always eat well? Three meals a day and supper.

Or is it that the pressure of study is too great, so it leads to gradual weight loss?

One problem after another came out. Bo Qian couldn't calm down at all. His brain was spinning like a top and couldn't stop.

Thin shallow frowned and watched her gradually go away. He couldn't help catching up and blocking her way.

Mu Shinian looked at him with a puzzled face.

Thin shallow tried to put on an expressionless look and said in a cold tone: "I'll send you there."

Mu Shinian was obviously wrong: "I can walk by myself. I know the way."