According to Mu Ziding's various performances, Mu Qingyang's intuition told her that he should have something to hide from him, but after carefully recalling what happened during this time, she really couldn't think of anything wrong.

Instead of guessing, it is better to take advantage of the present to ask him clearly.

"I'm not hiding it from you...... It's just that I haven't figured out what to say yet......" After a long time, Mu Ziding finally said a whole sentence.

"That's something. Listening to what he said, sure enough, what he thought was not wrong, he had something to hide from himself.

"I haven't thought about it yet......"

"Since you haven't thought about it, then you keep thinking, just, don't do anything that hurts you. Even if he wanted to know what was going on, looking at the way he wanted to speak, and the deep wound he saw when he first bandaged him, all of this made Mu Qingyang choose to remain silent and not to put more pressure on him.

"Qingyang...... I ......" tried to muster up courage again, but once again swallowed the words that were about to be spoken back into my stomach.

"Don't say it. Stretching out his hand to his lips, the corners of Mu Qingyang's mouth hooked a bright smile.

"......" glanced at her eyes, and an inexplicable light flashed in Mu Ziding's eyes.

"Ah, let's go drink sour plum soup! There's a good one around the corner, and since your herbal tea can't be reached, we might as well go somewhere." ”

"Good. Looking at the smile on her face, the corners of his mouth also widened the arc, and the mood that had been suppressed slowly released with the smile.

……

The next day, Night City.

I had already said that I would go out of the city today, but when I got up early in the morning, Xue Lun didn't see Fengjian.

Missing without explanation?!This is not like something that Fengjian can do.

Just when Mu Sheron felt that something was wrong, a gust of wind blew, and the person who was still thinking about it just now was already standing by his side as if by magic.

"Are you looking for me?" Feng Jian came to the conclusion that Mu Xuelun appeared in his room early in the morning.

"Didn't you go last night?" glancing gently in the direction of the bed, the neat futon seemed to tell him that someone hadn't slept on it last night.

"No. After a fox-like smile, Fengjian's eyes were filled with an indescribable mystery.

"However, last night was arguably the most rewarding night I've had since I came to this night city. With a quick addition, a nice spin, he was already close to Sheron's side.

"Let's go first. Subconsciously turned around, avoiding such a close wind stream, and as he spoke, Mu Xuelun had already walked towards the door.

"It seems that you won't be able to leave this night city for a while. Shrugging his shoulders, Feng Jian sat down at the table.

"You found ......" paused, turned around, and Mu Xuelun glanced in the direction of the wind stream.

"Nope. Leisurely poured a glass of water, and before he could say all his words, Fengjian responded with his mouth.

"What are you talking about?" Seeing him selling Guan Zi slowly, Mu Xuelun seemed to have lost his patience at this time.

"Although I didn't find Mu Ziding and Mu Qingyang, the person I saw last night was also a surprise for you!" Looking at Mu Xuelun, Feng Jian said with great interest, while carefully observing the expression on his face, as if he didn't want to let go of the slightest change.

"Speak up!" Propping his arms on the table, Mu Sheron began to get a little impatient.

"Hmph, it's you who begged me to be good, and your attitude is still so bad. With a slanted eye, Feng Jian said, put down the water glass in his hand, and clapped his hands gently.