"What?" Because Song Anran was a bit mysterious today, Song Zhaoran couldn't help but lower his voice with her, as if he was playing a game like an agent. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

And Song Anran, who was still basking in the sun on the street, reached out and touched his sweat at random, lamenting that some of them really couldn't get rid of such habits.

The little girl was still quite flustered, and her palms were also breaking out in a cold sweat, but now after all, she was still talking to a more familiar person, and her heart was still a little relaxed.

"I have something important to tell you, don't turn on hands-free. Song Anran thought about it, and chose to say it directly.

The important thing?

Song Zhaoran was slightly stunned, and then he realized that Song Anran's tone of speech was really serious, so he nodded unconsciously, and really turned off the speakerphone, "Okay, let's talk about anything important." ”

Song Anran still felt a little uneasy, and glanced behind him suspiciously, before he spoke, "Brother, you go to your classmate's house to sit for a while, don't come back." "I guess Song Zhaoran won't believe it if he says what the hell says, it's better to drag people directly.

Belch?

Why.

Song Zhaoran was stunned for a moment, but still asked, "What's the matter, did you do something that I can't see?" After saying this, he seemed to feel that this was not good, and then added, "But don't worry, I won't say it." ”

What the heck.

Song Anran found that his brother was thinking too much again, if it was changed to before, he would definitely explain it, but now Song Anran actually thinks that it is actually very good to be misunderstood by others, so as not to talk so much nonsense.

"Don't go home. Song Anran, who was a little uneasy, reminded him again, although it seemed that his face was still cute, but he was sweating in his heart.

At this time, Mu Qingming still followed Song Anran's side.

However, Song Anran was too focused on the phone, and he couldn't feel the refreshment of Mu Qingming's sleeves for a moment.

"Got it. Although the voice over there was faint, it still had a bit of a spoiling taste, as if there was really nothing to do with Song Anran.

Hung up.

Song Anran began to wander aimlessly, like a kitten living on the street.

Mu Qingming felt that this scene was very novel, especially Song Anran's pitiful eyes, which were clearly the same as the dog he raised thousands of years ago.

Song Anran felt that if he continued to wander around like this, it didn't seem to be a way, so after thinking about it, he slowly unlocked his phone and looked at it on Taobao.

Mu Qingming's eyes were a little curious, and the breeze blew the corners of his clothes slightly, adding a little bit of the taste of fairy wind bones.

Damn it.

If it weren't for not being seen by others, Mu Qingming felt that he would not be treated as a ghost by Song Anran!

A little curious about what Song Anran was doing, Mu Qingming hesitated for a moment and followed.

Now it was in a small resting pavilion, Mu Qingming recognized at a glance that this was a specially built place for people to rest in the community, Song Anran found a clean place to sit down at random, and then his eyes fell directly on the screen of a mobile phone, and he didn't raise it all the time.

Alas.

Regarding being ignored by others again, Mu Qingming said that he still refused in his heart, and just wanted to do something, he saw Song Anran's sometimes frowning and sometimes soothing.

It's actually pretty cute.

The Immortal Venerable, who had a bit of bad taste, slowly floated to Song Anran's side and sat down, his eyes flashed slightly, and he suddenly saw the things in Song Anran's mobile phone screen.

At first, his indifferent gaze became resentful, and Mu Qingming didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Garlic skewers, exorcist charms, peachwood swords, what the hell are these?

Mu Qingming felt that if he didn't hurry up and explain, Song Anran estimated that he would have to directly invite a Taoist priest back!

After brewing the strength of the shot, Mu Qingming raised his hand slightly, and the mobile phone that was originally held by Song Anran in his hand floated over, which happened to be the direction that Mu Qingming shrank into.

"Huh?" Secretly sighing how his mana worked so well at this time, Mu Qingming tried to hold the phone, and began to type after unlocking it skillfully.

Song Anran was taken aback.

Did the ghost come with him again?

The fox looked around suspiciously, and the little girl found that no one around was a good place to commit a crime, and she was already thinking in her heart whether to take back the phone and run away, or just walk away?

Before he had time to think clearly, Song Anran saw the mobile phone return in his direction again at a speed visible to the naked eye, and he was slightly stunned for a while.

took back the phone in a daze, Song Anran felt that the ghost should not be angry yet, and it should not eat her now, just now he breathed a sigh of relief, and saw a line of words on the mobile phone screen, which was obviously typed by the ghost just now.

Has the ghost really become so high-tech now?

Song Anran shook his head, trying to retract his thoughts, and then slowly read carefully, "Okay, little girl, I'm not a demon or a monster, just an immortal who accidentally fell into the mortal world, you don't have to be afraid." ”

In fact, even Mu Qingming himself didn't know why his tone had become so gentle.

It's like something involuntary.

Accidentally fell into the mortal world of immortals.

I'm still an angel with folded wings!

Song Anran couldn't help but scold a few words in his heart, and then he said with a suspicious face, "If you are an immortal, why do you follow me secretly like that?" Because he didn't know where Mu Qingming was, Song Anran's words were also said to the air, and it seemed that there was still a bit of cuteness in it.

Sneaky?

Mu Qingming couldn't help but tug at the corners of his mouth, he had always been above board, but Song Anran couldn't see him anymore.

As everyone knows, now in Song Anran's opinion, he is already a ghost who loves to lie.

Song Anran blinked a little uneasily, comforting himself: It's okay, in fact, most of the ghosts in the novel don't eat people, they only kill people....

Song Anran couldn't help but connect the most terrifying clips he had ever seen in his life.

Of course, Mu Qingming saw Song Anran's little look of being a little scared, and after thinking about it, he still came to Song Anran's side.

Although he couldn't detect Mu Qingming's existence, Song Anran could still feel it, for example, now, Song Anran clearly felt that there was something more around him, and then that thing blew on him.

……

Su Xing also saw the plot of this pair, and he was also a little speechless.

Subsequently, Yun Jin also opened a video by the way, which was a video recorded by a little girl.

In the video, all the strange phenomena are recorded.

"I'm going, it's kind of scary. Su Xing couldn't help but shake his head.

"Hmm. Yun Jin bowed slightly, did not speak, and then, in the next second, continued to speak, "There is another one, it was sent by a girl named Song Siyuan." ”

Yun Jin bowed slightly, and opened the one-hop message again.

Dawn.

Song Siyuan twisted her sore body, full of traces of last night, the man who was supposed to be lying next to her had long since disappeared, leaving only a faint clear smell, making her feel that the other party had really come.

"Oh, you want to climb back to the queen's position?"

"But why should I help you?"

"Thanksgiving, I'm sorry, the most useless thing in this world is gratitude. ”

"Or... Thinking about sleeping together?"

Even after a night, Song Siyuan couldn't forget Mu Zhongjue's mocking words, but on the contrary, the man's tone of voice was light and light, as if there was no need to tell him to take anything to heart.

Since she was a child, what Song Siyuan hated most was Mu Zhongjue's tone of speech, as well as his cool and indifferent eyes, as if he had pinched everything.

However, this time, Mu Zhongjue did see through her little bit of unyielding temperament, and firmly held her in the palm of his hand, unable to escape.

After all, she still lost.

Song Siyuan moved again, she couldn't exert her strength up and down, and there were kiss marks on her neck, which looked very ambiguous, she gritted her teeth, and finally chose to get up from the bed, scooped up the messy clothes on the ground, and prepared to put them on.

Obviously, a few days ago, she was still a movie queen in the entertainment industry, with countless fans, but at that moment there was nothing.

is not only the position of the actress, but also the fiancé she has always identified, who was also snatched away by another woman.

Song Siyuan admits that she has never been so humiliated, but in order to climb back to her original position, the only person she can rely on is Mu Zhongjue, no matter how disgusted she is, she has to endure it.

Wait, she Song Siyuan will be back soon!

Just when Song Siyuan was still secretly thinking about something, the bathroom door creaked open, and then what fell into her eyes was the tall figure of the man.

Song Siyuan's body couldn't help shaking, didn't he leave?

However, before Song Siyuan could think about it, Mu Zhongjue's slender figure leaned next to her, accompanied by a man's unique smell, probably because he was still taking a bath just now, he was still wrapped in a bathrobe, and his short ink-colored hair was still stained with water droplets, which was slightly messy.

Song Siyuan could even feel Mu Zhongjue's indifferent gaze, if it was in the past, she would definitely snort disdainfully, but now, nothing is different.

Song Siyuan paused to put on her clothes, and then continued to move her hand as if she didn't know anything, but there were some fine beads of sweat in her palms, and her speed became faster.

Mu Zhongjue, who didn't feel anything in his eyes, couldn't help but glance at Song Siyuan, and then smiled mockingly.

Who knows what he thought at the beginning, and actually suggested that this woman use sleeping with him in exchange for her future future.

He originally thought that with Song Siyuan's character of not admitting defeat to death, even if he had been silent in the circle, he would not give him a hug, but now it seems that he was wrong.

After Song Siyuan put on a pair, she dared to turn around and look directly into Mu Zhongjue's eyes, only to see the corner of the eyes of the man who had always been elegant and calm, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in her heart, "President Muda, I also accompanied you to sleep, shouldn't you talk about the rest of the matter?"

It's ironic to say.

"Hmm. Mu Zhongjue didn't say anything, just nodded lightly, "However, we will only sleep together in the future?" When he said this, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his tone was also softer than before.

These words stirred up a circle of ripples in Song Siyuan's heart.

has known Mu Zhongjue for so many years, although it has always been a mismatch, but there is one thing Song Siyuan still knows, Mu Zhongjue does not like to be small, and he has been so cold since he was a child.

It's just that Song Siyuan knows how ironic his smile is now.

But out of consideration for the meaning of Mu Zhongjue's words, Song Siyuan still lifted her eyes and looked over, although Mu Zhongjue was only wearing a bathrobe, it was still difficult to resist the unique charm of his body, and this was the first time she looked at him so seriously, "What do you mean by this?"

Isn't that enough?

Mu Zhongjue just glanced at her superficially, then took out the mobile phone beside the bed and clicked on the recording.

"Uncle I'm sorry, I drank too much with Siyuan last night, and I did that kind of thing while I was drinking...."

"Ah, is that so, when Siyuan is better, you can come to the house with her, if you don't dislike Siyuan, marry her..."

"Good. ”

In the end, the man's cool voice as usual fell into Song Siyuan's ears, which became more and more ironic.

Song Siyuan was already very weak, but now she has anger in her heart, which makes people feel even more pity, her ten fingers are clenched tightly, her nails are sunk into the flesh, she has always been afraid of pain, but she doesn't feel anything now, a pair of eyes look straight at the opposite side, the man who has always been unfazed, "You bastard." ”

Didn't you say you just slept for one night?

If she knew that the result would be like this, Song Siyuan felt that she would not have come last night.

But now that I'm asleep, there's naturally no room for turnaround.

Mu Zhongjue just glanced at her lightly, took back his mobile phone, and pointed to the cabinet next to the bed, "There are clothes inside, take a shower and change them." This is very natural, as if he is caring for his wife.

Song Siyuan originally wanted to refuse.

But in the next moment, he received Mu Zhongjue's somewhat dangerous gaze, and his body was indeed a little uncomfortable, so he finally gritted his teeth and passed.

It's just that he didn't give Mu Zhongjue a little reply.

Mu Zhongjue was not angry, but he turned his face sideways, and saw Song Siyuan close the bathroom door, so he withdrew his gaze.

In fact, even if Song Siyuan didn't come to him, he would take the initiative to help, but just last night, when he saw the little woman's still disdainful eyes, he accidentally lost control.

His words were originally teasing her, but they were taken seriously, and he should have refused, but as soon as he came into contact with Song Siyuan's fair and full body, he lost control again.

He must be enchanted!

In the past, Mu Zhongjue still felt that he must be not interested in women, so he was like that, but for the first time, he actually did not resist a woman's refusal, but enjoyed the feeling very much, he felt that he should keep Song Siyuan.

As for the future, it will be a long time coming.

When Song Siyuan came out, Mu Zhongjue was already fully dressed.

Dressed in a black suit, he was wearing a tie there unhurriedly, his movements were calm and elegant, exuding a kingly atmosphere.

If he didn't know how hateful the man in front of him was, Song Siyuan would probably be like those little girls, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.

Since Mu Zhongjue was there, Song Siyuan also deliberately made a big circle, passing by his side, the nose was full of men's unique body fragrance, she walked around, wrapped the bathrobe tightly, quickly hugged the clean pair in her arms, and ran into the bathroom.

If Song Siyuan looked closely, he could also see the slightly upturned curvature of the corners of the man's mouth, which faded away from the usual coldness.

By the time Song Siyuan came out again, Mu Zhongjue was already standing leisurely, making a gesture of invitation to the door.

"Oh Mr. Mu, the night has passed, and it shouldn't have anything to do with you later, right?" Song Siyuan smiled, and then said lightly, no one understood the nervousness in her heart better than her.

She was really scared, afraid that she would not be able to get out of this man in the future, and she secretly regretted her impulsiveness in her heart.

However, everything has already happened, and there is no room for manoeuvre.

Mu Zhongjue, who had always maintained elegance and calmness, heard this, and couldn't help but tighten his wrists, and said, "Do you think this is the end when you say it's over?" Obviously, Song's father and Song's mother have made up their minds, what else can you Song Siyuan do?

Song Siyuan couldn't help frowning, glanced at the man who was still undiminished, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Oh, let's go. Although Song Siyuan also knew that now she was just an outdated actress, and there would be no media to waste time and take pictures secretly, but when she saw Mu Zhongjue's upright appearance, she still tied a scarf and disguised herself.

Actually, it's more to cover the kiss marks on the neck.

While tying the scarf, Song Siyuan accidentally touched the wound on her hand and hissed in a low voice.

She couldn't remember clearly, it seemed that she caught it last night, and it seemed that she got it a few minutes ago, anyway, she didn't feel it at all, and it was only now that the pain became stronger.

Mu Zhongjue, who was still standing at the door, looking like he had nothing to do with himself, was also stunned, and then quickly walked to Song Siyuan's side, and grabbed her thin wrist without saying anything, and the flesh and blood were blurred.

"Did it last night?" This time his tone was not so cold, faint, but it still made Song Siyuan feel pressured.

Song Siyuan frowned slightly, struggled to let go of his hand, and retreated a few steps away, only then laughed, "Mr. Mu still cares about this?" It's really a little unbelievable.

was asked by Song Siyuan like this, Mu Zhongjue really didn't continue to ask, anyway, he was very clear in his heart, he just wanted to hear Song Siyuan's answer.

He didn't know that Song Siyuan had hated him to the point of this.

After helping Song Siyuan deal with his wounds, Mu Zhongjue came back to his senses slightly.

"Let's go, go see my uncle and aunt, and by the way, tell me about your future arrangements. Actually, he never intended to refrigerate her.

It's just that I made a joke at the time, and then accidentally slept with her out of control.

(To be continued.) )