Chapter 9: Miss Mu, You've Wronged Me
When Mu Huanhuan laughs, there are two shallow pear vortices at the corners of his mouth, which will appear more friendly, but when he doesn't smile, it will give people a feeling of indifference and hard contact.
Even if this is indeed the case.
The eyes she stared at Luo Jiao before, and her terrifying aura was full of aura, which made Luo Jiao feel afraid in her heart, and she didn't dare to say a word again.
After such a fuss, Mu Huanhuan was in no mood at all.
She felt that she had made a wrong choice today, was it necessary to take care of each other's faces as a scoundrel like Shi Huan?
She turned to Shang Jiang Mo's deep eyes, curled her lips and smiled lightly: "Brother Mo, I'll go back first." ”
Jiang Mo put one hand in his pocket, "I'll send you?"
Mu Huanhuan shook her head, "No, I drove by myself." ”
Jiang Mo was not reluctant, but said: "Drive slowly, give me a message when it's time." ”
Mu Huanhuan didn't even look at Shi Huan, then turned around and walked out of the box.
It's just that as soon as she walked with her front foot, Shi Huan followed with her back foot.
Shi Huan grabbed her slender wrist and pulled it back, and Mu Huanhuan slammed into his arms.
Her face hurt and before she could react to what was happening, a low, clear voice came from above her head.
"Is this the sincerity of begging someone to do something?" Shi Huan's tone was playful and mocking.
Mu Huanhuan raised his head, and his gaze fell calmly on Shi Huan's face.
Soaring thick eyebrows, straight nose bridge, thin lips, and this handsome and overly dazzling face.
She twisted her eyebrows and spoke, "I thought that even if Shi Ershao didn't believe his words, he was not a man who would be rude to women!"
Shi Huan was stunned, and said without any guilt: "Pinched you?"
His grip on her wrist loosened a little, but instead of letting go, he stroked it with his fingertips.
Mu Huanhuan pursed her lips, "Let go!"
Shi Huan didn't let go, but pulled her to the safe passage, but he couldn't break free with no light or heavy force, and pushed her against the wall.
The safe passage was pitch black, and the posture of the two was very ambiguous and dangerous, he squeezed one leg between her legs strongly, clasped her wrist with one hand, and hugged her waist with the other.
"Angry?"
His voice was hoarse and deep, with a demagogic magic.
Mu Huanhuan doesn't like such a posture that is too close, but the strength of men and women is so disparity, she has no room to resist at all, so she doesn't bother to spend that effort.
She frowned, and said lightly: "Shi Ershao, you found the reporter that day, right?"
Although she Mu Huanhuan is the daughter of Mu Zhenlin, the chairman of Muya Group, she is not famous enough to let the paparazzi follow her, not to mention that if she does not have the support of some people behind her back, who would dare to send out such news and offend Muya Group.
Shi Huan gently rubbed Mu Huanhuan's neck with the tip of his nose, and opened his mouth to bring out a warm breath: "Miss Mu, you have wronged me!"
That night, there happened to be a third-tier star at Emgrand to accompany the investors to dinner, and those paparazzi squatted on the little star, but they just happened to bump into him and Mu Huanhuan in the same car.
Coupled with the cancellation of Mu Huanhuan and Gu Xihan's wedding that day, how could these paparazzi not be interested.
At best, he counted the plan, and the next day he asked people to mention the media.
"Even if you didn't find the reporter, can you get rid of the relationship with the rest of the matter?" Mu Huanhuan said sarcastically, "Shi Ershao, you have done so much hard work, and you want to marry me like this?"
Shi Huan chuckled and didn't deny her words, took her earlobe in his mouth, and gently bit it with his teeth, "Then are you willing to marry now?"