Chapter 937: He Might Be Nervous
Widow.
In the KTV on the third floor of the night show.
Brilliant lighting will create a beautiful private room.
In the corner of the sofa, Shen Wannian held a glass full of beer, listened to the original song played in the surround stereo, and glanced at Mu Zihan, who had already released herself beside her from time to time, with a faint smile on the corner of her mouth.
On the main seat beside him, Mu Zihan and two popular little flowers with heads and faces were shaking the dice.
The so-called "money can make the devil grind", this sentence is not false at all.
These two girls used to be the objects of Shen Wannian's envy.
They have proud figures, good looks, and even families with heads and faces.
Now in order to make Mu Zihan happy, it can be described as full of tricks.
After playing for a while, I don't know what the two girls said that made Major General Mu unhappy, through the roar of the stereo.
Shen Dunian heard a snap, and immediately, it was Mu Zihan's domineering roar: "Get out!"
Shen Dunian, who didn't know why, turned his head faintly, and poured the wine in his hand into his mouth, while admiring the back of the girl running away and the broken glass ballast.
The temper is really good, and I dare not compliment.
Mu Zihan received Shen Dunian's eyes, got up and turned down the volume, sat down beside her instantly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Since you want to come out to play, what's the point of being alone, why don't I help you call the two young masters and let them play acrobatics to relieve your boredom?"
Shen Dunian stretched out his hand and pushed Mu Zihan who came over to the side, poured the wine to himself, and said with a smile: "I don't dare to be interested in Major General Mu's special fetish, I looked very good at the two girls just now, why did you drive them away?"
Mu Zihan's eyes were full of disdain, and he sneered: "I said that they said bad things about you, I don't want to listen to you believe it or not?"
A trace of cunning flashed in the depths of Shen Dunian's eyes, and then he hooked his lips: "Mu Zihan, I found you very interesting, have you been to the hospital to check, are you sure that there is no schizophrenia, insanity, any hidden mental diseases?"
Mu Zihan stretched out his long arm and took a glass of wine, lazily leaned back on the seat, touched Shen Wannian's wine glass, and mocked: "What qualifications do you have to say about me? You don't dislike me so much, why do you put it upside down and let me drink with you, aren't you afraid that I will put something in the wine to make you unforgettable?" ”
Shen Dunian poured the wine in his hand into his mouth and said lightly, "Will you?"
Mu Zihan thought that Shen Dunian would say such scathing words, but when he heard her ask, he was stunned.
Will he?
He hadn't even thought about this problem, he had always wanted to crush Shen Dunian, a little fox covered in fried hair, and ravage him.
He didn't like her very much from the first time he saw her, and when Bai Shuliang wanted to put her to death, he was even looking forward to it, looking forward to Shen Dunian's crying and begging for mercy.
But he waited for so long, and what he was waiting for was one after another who folded in her hands, and couldn't shake her for half a minute.
He pressed forward step by step, not missing any opportunity to make her miserable, but he never imagined that one day they would be able to sit in such a place and drink and talk, and ...... There was no discomfort.
He suddenly couldn't see himself clearly, and he couldn't see Shen Dunian clearly.
When Shen Dunian asked this sentence, he was a little panicked, his Mu Zihan's character was not like this at all!
His biggest enemy is Jun Yiqing, and his biggest hope is Shen Dunian.
He can't really have split personality, right?
Why is Shen Dunian right in front of him now.
But he couldn't hate her, hate her, want to kill her, see her suffer, watch her cry, see her embarrassed.
The irritability and inexplicability that he had never felt before made him unacceptable for a while, and he straightened up from the sofa suddenly, Mu Zihan didn't even say a word, turned around and walked towards the door.
Shen Dunian frowned slightly behind his back, is he sick? Which personality did come out this time.
Immediately, Mu Zihan opened the door, but he was stunned when he saw the person standing outside the door.
Is this cargo transferring his private plane again?