Chapter 423

There was someone leading the way, but after a short period, he stopped and said in a voice, "Miss Shelly, at least you can be here."

Han Mu Zi looked at the road ahead, then nodded.

"Good."

But after waiting, Han Mu Zi's eyes became gloomy.

Did he do it on purpose? Let people take her here to go, does not want her to recall this journey? Han Muzi had been here for a while before, although not so long, but This is the place where she used to live, and also her daily activity area.

Think of here, Han Mu purple hang in the hands of both sides, can't help but clench into a fist, clench teeth.

Night Mo Xuan, he is clear is intentional!!

Han Mu Zi took a deep breath, tried to calm down in his heart, and then walked forward.

And at this moment, night ink Xuan looking at step by step forward of Han Mu purple, and then swing the hands of the red wine glass, thin lips slowly evoke.

It seems that this woman is very familiar with everything here.

Soon, Han Muzi came to the door, then she raised her hand and knocked on the door.

The man's deep voice came from inside.

"Come in."

Han Mu Zi pushed the door open without any waves in her eyes and went in. At a glance, she saw the man sitting on the sofa drinking red wine leisurely. It was probably because of the holiday, so Yemo Xuan only wore a thin shirt, with only a few buttons at random, and a pair of simple black trousers.

The sunlight from the sea came in through the French windows and lit up the whole house.

The whole room just had a good morning's sunshine.

Han Muzi's eyes flashed with surprise.

It has to be said that night ink Xuan's facial features and temperament are really not picky.

Soon, she regained her original mood and opened her bag.

"Mr. night."

"Have you had breakfast?"

Night Mo Xuan interrupts her words, the vision falls on the table in front of him: "eat a little first?"

I'm kidding. She's not here for dinner.

Han Mu Zi smiles, opens his bag and takes out his tape measure. "Mr. night, I have other things to do later, so let's make a quick decision."

The meaning of this sentence is to hope that yemoxuan can stand up, but yemoxuan doesn't move at all.

"Mr. night?" Han Mu Zi frowned and yelled again.

Night ink Xuan hook up lips: "quick battle quick decision?"? Is Miss Shelly in such a hurry to go on a date

“…… No, "he said

"I'll sit down and have breakfast with you."

Han Muzi: "Mr. night."

"Why?" The night Mo Xuan evil evil spirit's eyes fall directly on her face: "have no time to have breakfast?"? Or I'll accompany you to do what you want to do? "

Let him go to school to find Xiaomi Dou, she would agree if she was crazy.

In the end, Han Mu Zi had to compromise and take back the tape measure, then sat down opposite the night ink Xuan.

Breakfast was well prepared, as if she knew she was coming.

But Han Muzi had already had breakfast at home, but she knew that what ye Moxuan wanted to do would be done, so she didn't bother to argue. She took a sandwich and bit it.

I just hope that after this breakfast, we can make a quick decision and then go back.

Originally, she spent less time with Xiaomi Dou. She was stirred up by Yemo Xuan, and she didn't feel any more.

Han Mu Zi is thinking about things, while eating a sandwich, while the opposite night ink Xuan's eyes are glued on her face, and her eyes can't move at all.

She really, she's become too much.

Now she is calmer, calmer and more beautiful than before.

As if, reborn.

Such Han Muzi for him, is undoubtedly amazing.

However, it is also a headache for him.

Han Mu Zi is thinking about things, suddenly feel a hot line of sight fell on her, she paused, and then raised her head, just hit into the night ink Xuan black fundus.

Eye collision, night ink Xuan no half embarrassed, but more directly looking at her.

The eyes were so bland and hot that they were frightening.

Han Mu Zi felt a burst of thump in her heart, and suddenly she didn't want to eat.

Then she put down her sandwich and said in a deep voice, "I'm full, Mr. night. Can we start now?"

"Anytime." Night ink Xuan a pair of you please appearance.

But he still sat there lazily, motionless.

Did she have to go by herself?

Han Muzi stood up with a frown on her face and took out the tape measure again. She went there by herself. Anyway, after taking his body data, she left directly.She stepped forward and asked, "Mr. night, would you please stand up?"

"Stand up?" Night ink Xuan pick eyebrows.

Han Mu Zi smile: "one minute."

When she had finished, she waited patiently.

The next second, night ink Xuan put down the cup, straight and tight legs finally stood up, originally Han Muzi is a distance from him, but night ink Xuan stood up as if on purpose, moved a lot of distance to her side, almost close to her.

The night ink Xuan of long hand long foot stands in front of Han Mu Zi, all belong to his masculine breath so unreservedly pressed down, cover her inside.

This kind of breath Despite so many years, Han Muzi was still slightly surprised.

Her pupils shrunk, and as she was about to step back to keep her distance from him, one hand held her slender waist.

Han Mu Zi raised her eyes in amazement: "what are you doing?"

Yemoxuan's eyes are as deep as the sea, and it seems that there is suction on her face. His voice is low, like the sound of a cello pulling slowly.

"Standing so far away, how to measure?"

Say this words of time, night Mo Xuan or lean over to say in her ear.

I don't know if it's her illusion. Han Muzi always thinks that night Moxuan is blowing air into her ears.

This kind of action is undoubtedly stimulating for Han Muzi, and then she hears her heart beating, but in addition, she has a strong sense of humiliation.

A married man always treats her in such a light way.

Han Mu Zi closed her eyes and said in a cold voice, "let me go."

The breath on her body is almost instantly cold down, night Mo Xuan has not yet understood how to return a responsibility, Han Mu Zi has already taken out a soft ruler to tie up in his arm, and then the body moved to the other side.

At this time, there is a short distance from him.

Han Muzi measured his size with a cold face.

Originally, these things can be done without her, but Han Muzi knows that if ye Moxuan comes for herself, even if she calls those designers over, I'm afraid they won't suffer less humiliation than themselves.

She took the list herself, so she had to bear it.

"Do you hate me now?"