After work, Han Muzi went downstairs and saw the cold night waiting downstairs. She sighed heavily when she remembered what he said when he sent her back at noon.
It seems that ye Linhan is really going to pursue her seriously.
How can she refuse him to let him die?
After thinking about it, Han Muzi pretended not to see him and went straight to the parking lot with the car key.
Turn around to just walk a few steps, behind then someone chased up, the night cold blocks her way.
"Don't you agree that I'll take you home? Pick up millet beans by the way. "
"I'm afraid Han is wrong. We didn't agree." Han Mu refused.
Night Lin cold obviously Leng for a while, but quickly restore smile: "Mu purple, you don't have pressure, I just want to pay a little effort."
"I don't have pressure, but I have my own car." Han Mu Zi waved his car key to him, "I have to drive home."
Cold night, eyes moved.
"Do I have the honor to take your car and pick up millet beans with you?"
Han Muzi
What's the matter with being tired?
"If I had read it correctly just now, you should have driven here, right? You take my car. What about your car? So Mr. Han should drive his own car back today. "
Walking, Han Mu Zi's step suddenly a meal, Leng in situ, staring at the front.
The night cold noticed, then followed her eyes to look forward.
The underground parking lot is not particularly bright. A tall and slender figure leans against a car. Half of his handsome face is hidden in the shadow, and his deep eyes look unpredictable.
This is not the night that she drove away. Who is Moxuan?
Han Mu purple lips moved, a word can't say, just subconsciously looked at the cold night walking beside her.
Last time they met in the supermarket, the atmosphere was domineering enough. Today we meet again in the parking lot.
More tired.
Han Mu Zi closed her eyes and began to have a headache.
Around came a gentle smile, cold night voice is still gentle: "you don't want me on your car, is it because of Mo Xuan?"
Han Muzi: "of course..."
No.
She didn't know that yemoxuan would be here. When she saw him at noon, his eyes were obviously green. She thought he should go back to rest, but she didn't expect to see him here.
This guy Haven't you had a rest till now?
Just thinking about it, the man leaning on her car moved, his eyes glanced at her casually, and then raised his hand to hook her finger.
"Come here."
Han Muzi
How could he calm down in such a short time and let her go with his eyes and tone?
Like nothing happened?
Han Muzi stood in the same place and did not move.
Probably is to see she hasn't moved all the time, night Mo Xuan lost patience, stood straight body, walked straight legs to come toward her.
When Han Mu came by, he didn't know whether he and his eyes always came out Murderous!
Murderous?
Han Muzi bites her lips subconsciously. In the blink of an eye, Mo Xuan has come to her. He completely ignores the cold night standing beside her. It seems that he doesn't see this person at all. After holding Han Muzi's hand, he plans to turn around and leave.
His strength is very big, Han Muzi is led forward by him, however just walked two steps, another arm uploaded a pull.
She looked back and saw the cold night holding her arm.
"Mo Xuan, even if you want to find her, you have to pay attention to first come, then come?"
Night cold face still with a smile, but the fundus has let people feel warm, he so coldly looking at night Moxuan.
"Hiss."
Night Mo Xuan sneered a, even all lazy lift Mou to see him.
"First come, second served? I'll be waiting for her here at noon. Why don't you compare with me? "
"Oh?" The night Lin cold slightly a smile, light ground opens a way: "that is really quite coincident, I at noon with Mu purple appointment, at that time we go out of time how didn't see you, difficult don't become Mo Xuan in I with her lunch before appointment of her?"
This words let Han Mu purple some shocked stare big eyes, can't believe ground looking at night cold.
I didn't expect that he would say this kind of words to compete with each other.
I do not know why, Han Muzi always feel that the cold night character is slowly changing.
His words obviously stimulate night Mo Xuan.
Night Mo Xuan squints dangerously and looks at Han Mu Zi. Han Mu Zi's face is not red, and he stands there breathlessly, as if he didn't receive his eyes.
For a long time, the night Mo Xuan sneered, and finally raised his eyes to see the cold night."It seems that you are itchy today."
Words fall, he loosens to hold Han Mu Zi's hand, then wave fist toward night cold to smash.
Bang, like a boulder hit into the bottom of Han Mu Zi's heart, she was startled, even did not react to see the night ink Xuan's fist hit the night cold chin.
Soon, Han Mu Zi saw the night cold, mouth more than a fresh red blood.
Her lips moved, want to go up front, wrist but a tight, by night Mo Xuan pulled behind.
Tall figure block in front of her, Han Mu Zi completely can't see the cold expression and eyes of the night.
Ye Linhan raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips. At the moment when he lifted his eyes, his eyes became overcast. He stared at ye Moxuan for a long time and said with a smile, "what do you do so impulsively? Mo Xuan, you can't beat someone just because I've made an appointment with Mu Zi before you? "
The night Mo Xuan looks at the man with smile in front of him, and feels that he is more and more dignified.
"The woman who asked me about yemoxuan, have you asked my opinion?"
Words fall, it is a punch to hit him again.
Han Muzi, who is pulled to the back of yemoxuan, hears a bang. She is so scared that she looks forward and finds that yelinhan has been beaten back two steps. The blood on her lips is a little more, and her chin is blue.
However, the cold night seemed to have no idea of the pain. When I looked up, I looked straight into her eyes and gave her a comforting smile.
Han Mu Zi immediately felt that her heart seemed to be tightly grasped by her hands. She bit her lower lip and looked at the cold night.
This man, won't he fight back?
When he was beaten like this, he didn't even fight back?
"Do you know what I hate most about you?" Compared with the cold at night, the face of Yemo Xuan was very ugly, and his eyes were a little red. He pulled up the collar of Yelin and lowered his voice.
"That's what you look like."
Bang!
The cold night retreated a few steps, and finally fell to the ground.
Han Mu's blood color on the purple face fades completely, before the night Mo Xuan wants to fight again, he rushes into the storm circle and blocks in front of the cold night.
"No more fighting!"