"Really?" Mu Qingyang cautiously tested.

"Hmm. Mu Ziding nodded, and there was a return to the soft and waxy appearance of the past.

"But the way you looked just now startled me, and I thought ......" Just halfway through the words, she suddenly felt like she remembered something.

"Why?" said Mu Ziding, a smile on his lips.

"I just found out that you're actually quite like a person. I don't know why, someone burst out in Mu Qingyang's mind.

"Who?" though he was not interested, he continued as she said.

"Sherron. Without the slightest hesitation, a name that had not been mentioned for a long time slowly came out of Mu Qingyang's mouth.

"Uncle Huang?

After all, in his impression, he and Mu Sheron would not be the same kind of people at all.

Saying that he is like an imperial uncle, how is this possible?!

"It's just a feeling, I can't say what it's like, but that look ......" Speaking of this, Mu Qingyang subconsciously raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Ziding's eyes.

The coldness in his eyes just now was like a curtain at some point.

"How can I be like Uncle Huang. He grinned, still in the same soft voice as before.

"Come, drink it. Before Mu Qingyang could say anything, he had already reached out and handed a cup of boiled tea to Mu Qingyang.

"Oh. In response, Mu Qingyang, who did not hesitate at all, immediately took the water cup in his hand.

"What's the smell?" a smell rushed into my nostrils, and it didn't smell like the smell of herbal tea before.

"If you don't drink it anymore, it's cold. The curtain urged loudly, but the voice was a little smaller.

"It's not better to be cold on this hot day, but how long have you been standing outside the door? The teacup I took was really not hot in my hand.

"Just for a moment. As he spoke, he stared intently in Mu Qingyang's direction.

"Don't drink!!"

With a loud roar of the curtain.

"Smack!"

Just when Mu Qingyang's teacup was brought to his mouth, and just as he was about to enter his throat, Mu Ziding actually raised his hand and knocked over the teacup forward.

The water droplets splashed, Mu Qingyang was stunned, and looked at the strange behavior of Mu Ziding in front of him with a surprised face.

"You ......"

"Since it's already cold, don't drink it, I'll cook it again later...... You wait. Before Mu Qingyang's words could be spoken, Mu Ziding said incoherently.

"Are you uncomfortable there? Or don't cook it. Looking at the reddish curtain in front of him, for some reason, he always gives people a different feeling today, which he can't say but can clearly feel.

"No, you wait for me, I'll be back soon. After quickly finishing a sentence, Mu Ziding had already cleaned up the debris on the ground, and before Mu Qingyang could react, the person had already walked out of the door and disappeared from her sight.

"......" Mu Qingyang was stunned, staring blankly at the figure that had disappeared, and then looked at the mess on the ground, thinking back to the scene just now.

Actually, it's good if the tea is cooled and hot, but why is his reaction so big, what happened to him today?!

……

"Ah......h

Gently rubbing the tip of his nose, it seems that the trip to the night city has been fruitless for a few days.

"If you get typhoid fever this summer, it's really nerve-wracking. At this moment, the sound of the wind stream came from Mu Xuelun's ears.