Chapter 41: I feel like I have a feeling
His feelings about Mu Yi were no longer so defensive. It feels like the sea, clear and beautiful, and you want to be approached without fear of possible waves.
It's going to meet in a while, Chu Cijing was a little nervous for no reason, I don't know if he was worried that he wouldn't be able to keep the secret of the unity of the two souls, or was he ......
He has always faced his heart, if he really feels it, he won't care about anything else, and it doesn't matter if the sadomasochistic relationship is deep.
In short, will get what he wants.
Yin Lin and Jing Ci were still arguing.
"What, dissatisfied?"
"I just didn't expect them to give you the common sense you deserve, are you still the young master who never sets?"
"Of course Young Master Ben is, I'm not, are you just common sense, sooner or later!"
"Then why are you still being beaten by thugs, bodyguards?
Yin Lin glared at Jing Ci and said, "I was cheated by someone, and I didn't bring bodyguards!"
"Tut-tut!"
Chu Cijing was silent, sat down cross-legged, and surveyed the surroundings with his spiritual power.
On the other hand, I paid attention to the Spiegel.
on the plane.
The girl by the window drank milk tea, felt the gaze of the young man next to her, and smiled lightly.
"Do you want to drink?"
Mu Yi's eyes moved slightly, and she lowered her eyes to look at the milk tea she brought in front of her, and there was still half of it left.
"Thank you, Jingjing. Mu Yi took it and took a sip directly, with a smile in his eyes.
It's just a touch of darkness in his eyes.
"You're welcome. Spiegel propped up his head and looked at the person in front of him leisurely, staring intently.
The young man lowered his eyes, the broken bangs were in front of his forehead, and his face was as white as jade, revealing the hazy immortal ze.
When he looked up, his dark and deep eyes were like the endless night starry sky, seemingly sharp, but in the depths there was a tenderness, clearly reflecting the beautiful girl.
She was the only one.
"Is it good?" Spiegel asked with a smile, his hand slowly stroking his hair.
When he touched the incomparably delicate silver chain, Mu Yi's eyes darkened.
Mu Yi looked at the girl steadily, and said with a smile: "It's delicious, it's just a little too much, I can't finish it, do you want to drink a little more?"
Spiegel shook his head slowly and smiled slightly.
She should follow what she thinks, but she doesn't want to do it yet.
Mu Yi smiled, lowered his eyes, and quickly raised them, looking at the silver light on the side of the girl's hair, and said with a smile: "The hair in the mirror is messed up, why don't I comb it for you?"
Hearing these words, Spiegel felt that something was not quite right, and a premonition told her that no, she couldn't agree.
"How's that? My craft is still good, don't worry about the mirror. Mu Yi smiled and took out a wooden comb out of nowhere.
The wooden comb didn't look very valuable, but Spiegel could see the fluctuations of abilities emanating from it.
once again refreshed Spiegel's perception of Mu Yi's financial power.
"No, it's good, messy and beautiful. Spiegel refused.
Mu Yi's eyes seemed a little unspeakable, he put away the wooden comb, and said with a smile: "Okay, no matter how beautiful the mirror is, it has always attracted me, and I can't extricate myself." ”
Spiegel smiled without saying a word, and pointed behind him, where Ling Kun seemed to have something to report to him.
This person has been particularly attracted to her lately, whether it is his cooking skills that he has not yet shown or the beauty of the prosperous age, all of them are rushing to her appetite.
"Wait until I get back. Mu Yi said, turned around and went to the back, only to see Ling Kun respectfully take out his mobile phone, on which was a message with a remarked number.
The mirror over there was bored, and he also took out his mobile phone, don't ask why you can use a mobile phone, the combination of aircraft produced by Mujia Base has exceeded the human level for many years.
Mu Yi unlocked, moved his long fingers, flipped through the information, and watched his eyes become deeper and deeper.
Ling Kun lowered his head beside him, not daring to say anything, he felt the gloomy momentum of the head of the family, the calm before the storm.