Ding Shan ran over from afar, saw He Waner's hair was half wet, pointed at Wu Yumeng and asked loudly: "What are you doing? This is our class reunion, not for you to spill!"

At this time, He Wan'er's hair was almost wet, a few strands of broken hair were on his forehead, and the pale green and transparent droplets of water flowed down his forehead, and the makeup on his face had already been washed away and embarrassed.

Ding Shan regretted and was anxious, seriously checked He Wan'er's face, and asked, "Guan'er, have you been smashed?"

He Guan'er couldn't hear Ding Shan's words in his ears, his eyes turned around, and he seemed to forget that there was a fierce Wu Yumeng behind him.

Mo Chunshan's eyes were slightly cold, let go of Wu Yumeng's hand, took a step forward to block He Guan'er behind him, and then took out a handkerchief and handed it to He Wan'er, motioning her to wipe the water on her face.

He Wan'er took the handkerchief, and instantly smelled the familiar wooden smell on the handkerchief, and touched the familiar soft material of the handkerchief, and couldn't help but feel a little trance.

The third one-she couldn't help but think, wiped the water droplets on her forehead with a handkerchief, and asked Mo Chunshan: "Why are you here?"

Her head was full of all kinds of questions, so at this time, Mo Chunshan in her eyes was like a character who was hit by a spotlight on the drama stage.

He Wan'er was full of him, and the rest of the people were like the background, unable to take care of them for the time being.

Mo Chunshan's dress at this time was also very different from the styles she had usually seen.

Light blue shirt, gray tie, dark blue jacket with dark stripes and dark blue velvet hooded jacket layered, paired with trousers of the same color, black leather shoes, there are actually two tufts of plush fur on the upper.

This is a popular yuppie casual style collocation, with a style so distinctive that He Guaner, an idiot in the fashion industry, can recognize it as a second-tier sub-brand of a certain big brand.

It's not too expensive, and the price of a single few thousand coats is not more than 10,000, ordinary white-collar workers can afford it, but it's quite picky, and it belongs to the kind that will be dressed as a joke if you are not careful, but Mo Chunshan still held it.

The corners of He Wan'er's eyes twitched--wearing such a coquette, what is Mo Chunshan here for?

Mo Chunshan quietly let her see her feet from her head, and after a few seconds, he twisted off a few green leaves and golden petals on the top of her head, and asked, "Is it cold?"

As he asked, he took off his coat and draped it over his shoulders.

"Why are you here?" He Wan'er asked for the third time, dumbfounded.

Mo Chunshan smiled: "Are you a repeater?"

"Because you didn't answer me!" He Wan'er stared at him dissatisfied, "Or why should I ask three times?"

"What do you say yourself?" he suddenly narrowed his eyes, with a hint of anger in his eyes, "See for yourself how many calls I have called you, why don't you answer?"

He Wan'er hurriedly took out his mobile phone and found that it was indeed as Mo Chunshan said.

She didn't know when her phone was turned to silent, and there were more than a dozen missed calls from Mo Chunshan, the earliest one showing fifteen minutes ago.

She remembered in hindsight that it was probably a mistake when she pressed the alarm on her phone before, so she missed more than a dozen of his calls.

It's just that how did Mo Chunshan know that she was here? She obviously didn't tell Mo Chunshan the location of today's class reunion.

Before she could think clearly, Mo Chunshan had already asked, "Should you explain what you are doing now?"

"I'm going to the class reunion," He Wan'er came back to his senses and immediately replied, "Don't you know?"

She thought about it after she finished saying it - well, it is, she reported it to him, so now it makes sense.

"You only said about the class reunion, you didn't say that you came to be splashed with water and beaten," Mo Chunshan's voice was slightly cold, and he approached He Wan'er as he spoke, and then the tip of his nose moved slightly, and his voice was slightly cold, "You still drink?"

He Wan'er was stunned, hurriedly covered his mouth and took a step back, and then raised an index finger to weakly defend himself: "Just a glass, it's still a low-alcohol wine, and it won't be wrong." ”

looks like a weak heart.

Mo Chunshan listened, put his hand in his trouser pocket, glanced sideways at Wu Yumeng, and his gaze returned to He Wan'er: "It's just half a day, you are causing trouble everywhere? Can you let me save some snacks? Don't go out alone in the future." ”

His calm and breezy look and the tone of his lecture and interrogation were extremely stark.

He Wan'er was in a hurry and stomped his feet: "Mo Chunshan, you are insane! Did I provoke you? Why don't you let me go out?"

Mo Chunshan's voice counted coldly: "I drank wine, dressed sloppily, didn't answer the phone, and fought with people." You didn't do anything you promised me last night, and I dare to leave you alone in the wilderness?"

He Guan'er was forced to ask so much that her scalp was numb, and her chin was about to poke into her chest - this time it was indeed her fault, not to mention the wine, she took the initiative to slap the matter, she really didn't think about it.

Big Brother Mo is very picky about what she wears, if she goes to the banquet at night with a slap print, where will Mo Chunshan's face go?

Hasn't she experienced how miserable Mo Chunshan was to lose face? For example, in that retching incident, she came to the door with the mentality of pleading guilty and pleading, and apologized very sincerely, which made Boss Mo smile.

She decided to give in, so she lowered her head and replied, "Well, I was wrong. ”

Those who know the times are Junjie, and she can't do anything that makes Big Mo lose face. Therefore, actively admitting mistakes and seriously reflecting on it is the way to live, and talking back in public is only worthy of going to hell.

She felt that her idea was very wise, but she was suddenly startled.

Wait a minute, why is there the word "public" in the sentence in my head just now?

In public, in public, in everyone?

No, it's not just three people, it's a lot of people!

He Wan'er woke up and turned around, so the chasing light covering Mo Chunshan's body dimmed, and she noticed the surprised eyes of more than a dozen people around her.

In just half a minute, because she was surprised by Mo Chunshan's arrival, her brain was knotted for a while, forgetting that there were still onlookers, and she said something to Mo Chunshan as if no one was around.

So what did she just say? What did Mo Chunshan say again?

He Wan'er probably recalled the content of those few sentences, and was embarrassed for a while - it was too easy for people to misunderstand, and I was afraid that I would not be able to wash it away by jumping into the Yellow River.

What Mo Chunshan said, every sentence is true, but every sentence is a pit, I am afraid that everyone will misunderstand what intimate relationship they have.

And how could he be here for no reason? She only told him to come to the reunion last night, but she didn't tell him where the reunion was. How did he find here? Isn't there still the leisure to follow her?

Is this person really a pervert?

The dozen or so onlookers were also in a fog at first, but after listening to a few words, they already realized that the man who stopped Wu Yumeng from making a move just now had a lot to do with He Wan'er.