Chapter 680

"Kesu Can aunt Xiaoyan really catch up with her uncle? "

This words say, doubt she can't succeed of ingredient is very big, small Yan looking at millet bean, can't help but stretch out a hand to rub his soft cheek.

"What are you talking about? Auntie Xiaoyan, isn't it in your strong assists? As long as you are willing to help, aunt Xiaoyan is sure to catch up with your uncle. "

Millet beans blink dark eyes, so clear that you can see any emotion clearly.

"Well, we're going to your uncle's company. Remember to help aunt Xiaoyan."

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on the other side

after yemoxuan heard that Han Muzi had arranged for Xiaomi Dou, the car didn't turn around, but drove directly to Haijiang villa.

After returning home, she only came to Haijiang villa once.

At that time, she and yemoxuan had not been reunited. When she came to the villa, she took the design list.

I didn't expect Time goes by so fast.

The sea breeze at night is cool. Han Muzi sits on the board, with his pajamas on. Looking at the sea in the moonlight, he feels calm.

Calm night and sea can calm people's mood, but if the waves roll up, it is also very turbulent.

The sea breeze blows, Han Mu Zi some cold, subconsciously hugged the arms, the body shrinks into a ball.

But the chill did not ease. Sure enough, the wind by the sea was stronger and colder than that in the city. Just when Han Muzi couldn't support herself and wanted to get up and go back to the house, a tall figure sat down beside her, and then a warm coat was draped over her.

Han Mu's purple side eyes, washed night Mo Xuan sat on her side, his skin was hot water steamed a little red, thin lips still tightly pursed, broken hair still dripping water.

Seeing this scene, Han Muzi couldn't help frowning.

"Why don't you even wipe your hair?"

With such a strong sea breeze, does he think his body is made of iron?

Night ink Xuan looked at her, eyes in the night appear lacquer bright, light tone: "no matter, I'm in good health, it's you Sitting here at night, I don't know how to put on more clothes. "

Han Mu purple smell speech shrunk shoulder, "if I cold words will oneself enter a room."

"But you just took a bath, or..." She says to want to get up, but night Mo Xuan grabs her wrist and pulls Han Mu Zi into his arms.

"Well."

This action is a bit violent. Han Muzi plunges into his arms, and her soft cheek bumps into his hard chest, which makes her cry.

He had just finished taking a bath, and he still had the smell after taking a bath, and his arms were very warm. Han Muzi's chill was dispelled by the embrace.

"What's the matter?" Han Muzi noticed that something was wrong with him and asked.

The night Mo Xuan lowers his head and buries his head in her neck. The water drops on his broken hair drop on Han Mu Zi's neck without warning. The cool feeling makes her body shiver subconsciously. When she wants to push him away, she hears a dull apology.

"I'm sorry."

Han Muzi was stunned and thought he had heard wrong.

He just Are you saying sorry to yourself?

A very dull sound came from the neck. His thin lips were still close to the skin on her neck, so it was not very true. So Han Mu Zi relied on the tone to distinguish.

"You are Do you want to apologize to me? " She asked, always feeling a little incredible.

The big hand of night Mo Xuan delimits to her waist, hold her thin waist, the voice is low dumb a few minutes.

"Well, are you apologizing and forgiving me?"

Han Mu Zi thought, "because of these days?"

The night Mo Xuan didn't directly answer her yes or no, just hugged her for a few minutes. Han Mu Zi felt that he had something to say, so he didn't ask him again. He held her quietly, listening to his strong and powerful heartbeat, waiting for him to say.

In the quiet night, there was only the sound of the wind pushing the waves against the beach, and the sound of their breathing.

With his arms, Han Muzi feels that he is not cold. He lies in his arms. When he is about to fall asleep, night ink Xuan opens thin lips lightly.

"In the future, I will give you all my trust."

It's not easy for two people to get to the present.

If you don't build up the trust between two people, the relationship may collapse.

"All Trust? "

Does she trust yemoxuan? They don't spend much time together. If they can give each other more trust, they won't get to this point.

Like five years ago

"Well, even if you know something later, you can't doubt me any more." Han Mu Zi thought about it, and simply agreed with him directly.

Night Mo Xuan low smile nodded.

"I will give you all my trust in the future. Even if I die, I will not doubt you any more. But... "He said: "you should stay away from the cold at night. What I told you at the airport is true."

"I understand." Han Mu Zi nodded, "I will keep a distance from him."

After knowing the identity of Ye Linhan and the past of Ye Moxuan, Han Muzi thinks that if the two brothers have no hatred, it's really too fake.

Yemoxuan's performance has always been normal, but it's cold at night

Has been a gentleman's appearance, although he never said before his night ink Xuan any bad words.

But what he did, he always wanted to separate her from yemoxuan.

The idea is really clear.

Han Muzi closes her eyes and makes a decision secretly. She doesn't want to be the victim between the two brothers, and she doesn't want the night ink Xuan to be embarrassed by herself.

If you want to fight, let the two brothers fight openly enough.

"Why do you suddenly become so good?" The night Xuan loosened her chin to ask.

Han Mu Zi blushed, biting his lower lip and staring at him.

The night Mo Xuan Mou light is dim and unclear, thin lips evoke a touch of indifferent radian: "because I've been in the cold for three days, so let you find that you still care about me very much, so?"

Before he finished, he was interrupted by Han Muzi.

"Don't talk about it any more. I came to you on my own initiative. You are very proud, aren't you?"

The man leaned over, his forehead against hers, and the laughter was hoarse.

"What can I be proud of? Who came to me, said less than a few words and backed out? If I didn't hold you, you would have run away. "

Han Muzi: "who made you hot and cold..."

"Not in the future..." Night ink Xuan hands hold her cheek, black eyes in the night paint bright incomparable, he will own face close, warm breath spit in Han Mu purple face, thin lip gently move.

"I'll give you all my enthusiasm in the future."

His eyes are too hot, and such a close distance makes Han Muzi a little irresistible. She blinks her eyes. When she wants to retreat, the hot kiss falls down.