However, Han Muzi did not notice.
And even if she found out, she didn't think there was anything. When eating this kind of thing like cream, she would stick some on her mouth more or less, and then wipe it off after eating.
But after eating two mouthfuls, Han Muzi suddenly thought of something. She looked at yemoxuan: "I know you don't like sweet food, but you can't eat sweet food all the time, so all I bought today are sweets."
Ye Moxuan: "I'm not sure."
Know he doesn't like sweet also buy sweet, this woman is intentional?
But
Night Mo Xuan slightly narrowed his eyes and glanced at her.
"How do you know what I like?"
Han Mu Zi's heart is thumped. She will know that his preference is naturally known when he got along with him before. Through this time of getting along, she is certainly not so sure.
Thinking of this, Han Mu Zi said: "I guess."
With that, she was afraid that yemoxuan would doubt herself, and quickly explained: "the coffee I make for you every day is black coffee, which is very bitter. If you like sugar, you will let me make it again."
This sentence is well founded. If we make a guess based on it, it's not impossible.
His eyes passed over her buttered lips, and she didn't seem to know it at all. She was still talking there, but she didn't know what kind of visual impact the cream and pink lips had on him.
There is a red light at the intersection ahead.
When the car had just stopped at the red light, Han Moxuan didn't want to lift her head.
His thin, cold, dry lips pressed over.
Han Mu purple subconsciously stare big eyes, breathing also followed to miss half a beat.
As if after a long time, and as if before long, night ink Xuan will retreat back, but it is against her forehead, ink eyes with a lingering look.
"Who says I don't like sweet?"
Han Muzi
In front of her face, night ink Xuan licked his lips, low smile: "however, really sweet."
Han Mu Zi blinked and subconsciously licked her lips in front of him. Just now Did she have cream on her lips when she was eating bread?
This action falls into the eyes of the night ink Xuan, a nameless fire will run up, watching the red light time is about to pass, night ink Xuan squints: "don't seduce me when driving."
With that, he backed away immediately.
Han Muzi frowned and relied on her again. She just ate a cream cake. How could she seduce him?
Thinking of this, Han Muzi angrily bit the cream cake in front of him and said vaguely, "I can seduce you by eating something. How young master Yuchi likes me?"
The night Mo Xuan holds the hand of the steering wheel, a moment later sneer: "don't you want to go to the airport? Shall we change our way to the hotel? "
Han Muzi
She closed her mouth in silence, pretending that she had said nothing just now and eating in silence.
Han Muxuan thought about the sweet food she had just bought. She said, "you can't wait for a snack? I'll give you that bag later. "
Night Mo Xuan glanced at her one eye, didn't answer words.
It's about half an hour's drive from here to the airport. It seems that time goes by quickly if it's far away, but if it's near, it's more than half an hour after careful calculation.
We can do a lot of things in half an hour.
For example, now, after eating cream cake, Han Mu Zi feels sleepy because sitting in the driver's seat is too boring.
"Sleep when you're sleepy. I'll call you when it's time."
The voice of night Mo Xuan comes from the driver's seat. Han Mu Zi's eyelids are too heavy, so he nodded: "OK."
Then she leaned against her seat and quickly went to sleep.
In front is a red light intersection. After stopping at night, Moxuan saw that she was breathing steadily. After she really fell asleep, she quietly raised the temperature in the car.
After waiting for the red light, you can see that the speed of yemoxuan has slowed down obviously.
Originally, she could arrive at the airport in more than half an hour. After 20 minutes of driving, Han Muzi also slept all the way. She didn't wake up until her mobile phone vibrated in her pocket.
Open your eyes, Han Muzi found that they have arrived at the airport.
The cell phone in my pocket keeps shaking.
Han Mu Zi was stunned for a long time. She took out her mobile phone and had a look. It was song an who called her.
She was a little confused, took a look at the night ink Xuan sitting in the driver's seat, and then answered the phone.
"Aunt song."
She called out aunt song directly in front of yemoxuan, and then observed yemoxuan's expression. She was very calm and didn't seem to have any special reaction."Well." Song an answered softly in his mobile phone: "I've got off the plane, now go to the exit passage, you..." She stopped for a moment, and then said, "did you bring people here?"
Her voice is very light, if you don't listen carefully, Han Muzi still can't hear clearly.
She nodded, "well, here I am."
After agreeing, Han Mu Zi can't help sighing in her heart that song an's heart is as delicate as dust. She must be afraid that if she speaks too loud, she will let Yemo Xuan hear her, so she deliberately puts a light voice.
After hearing this, song an nodded: "OK, let's meet at the exit."
after hanging up, Han Muzi put her mobile phone back in her pocket and unfastened her seat belt.
"I'll pick her up at the exit, will you stay in the car or..."
The words haven't finished, the night Mo Xuan has untied the safety belt, opened the car door and got off.
Han Mu Zi is a Leng, also followed to get off the car.
After getting off, she is about to walk towards the exit, but she is stopped by yemoxuan.
Then, night Mo Xuan took off the coat on the body, put on her body.
Han Muzi: "no, you will be cold."
The night Mo Xuan does a good button, a face indifference way: "stand well."
Han Mu Zi's struggling action because of his words can only stop, and then staring at the night in front of her, Mo Xuan put on her coat, can't help but say: "I'm not cold."
Listen to speech, night Mo Xuan glanced at her one eye, cold tunnel: "you just wake up, here temperature is low, dare to say oneself not cold?"
"Even if I'm cold, you'll be even colder if you take off your coat."
The night Mo Xuan puts on the clothes for her, the hand unconsciously caresses to her earlobe, looking at that pair of small and exquisite earlobe, can't help but hand to gently pinch, the voice floats along the wind.
"I'm a man."
Cut.
Han Mu Zi couldn't help muttering in her heart.
It's just a man, not a robot. How can it not be cold?
But his heart Han Muzi understand, just because he just woke up, he was afraid that she would get off the cold.