The Lin Zimu in Li Weiwei's memory is arrogant, lazy and unruly, and bored with the nobility of his body.

It's like a noble gentleman, who looks at people through his nostrils, and he hasn't said much to her before.

Why did she think that the current Lin Zimu's attitude towards her was so strange!

Li Weiwei didn't want to talk to him, so she sank her face and said seriously: "Don't be joking, I won't tell you, if you refuse to help, I have to go to Xiaoxi." ”

Li Weiwei took his hand away and prepared to walk towards the hotel.

"I'm not saying I won't help, but I need an equivalent exchange, for example, if I kiss An Yixi, you must kiss me." Lin Zimu said jokingly,

"Cut, you dream!"

Li Weiwei raised her fist and warned: "You dare to kiss An Yixi and try it." ”

Lin Zimu's sparkling peach blossom eyes glanced at her fist and chuckled, "You're jealous so soon?" ”

"Eat your big head vinegar, I'm asking you to pretend, don't take the opportunity to card Xiaoxi's oil, Xiaoxi is not a casual woman, you have to play with others." Li Weiwei said.

Lin Zimu raised his eyes wistfully and nodded.

"Deal."

After Lin Zimu finished speaking, he walked towards the hotel.

Li Weiwei froze in place, looking at his lazy back.

Wait, he said deal?

What did she trade with him?

Did she agree to an equivalent exchange?

Lin Zimu suddenly stopped, turned around, squinted at Li Weiwei, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "You want to be Wangfu Cliff?" ”

Li Weiwei frowned and walked over, "You really think too much." ”

Lin Zimu ignored Li Weiwei's words and said, "Which box is it in!" I'm not looking for An Yixi, how can I pretend? ”

Li Weiwei pursed her lips, "Come with me." ”

Li Weiwei pushed open the door, and everyone's eyes were on Lin Zimu.

Li Weiwei knows that Lin Zimu doesn't look at his personality, but looks at his appearance, temperament and the kind of recklessness and nobility in his bones, which can be regarded as a dragon and phoenix among people.

Lin Zimu's gaze indifferently swept over the few people seated, and finally landed on Gu Chongming's surprised face.

He smiled faintly, walked to the seat next to An Yixi, hugged An Yixi's waist, and said softly, "I'm late, I'm sorry." ”

An Yixi tightened her brows, unfamiliar with the touch of strangers, and subconsciously looked back, looking at Li Weiwei meaningfully.

"Lin Zimu, you're enough, Xiao Xike hasn't promised you yet, I'll let you pay for bringing you in." Li Weiwei said, sitting down next to An Yixi.

Lin Zimu let go of his hand, glanced at Gu Chongming with deep eyes, lightly hooked the corners of his mouth, and looked at Fu Liyan again.

The eyes are facing each other

Fu Liyan's face was not shocked, and there was no ripple in Qingyuan's eyes, but the strength of holding the wine glass was increasing.

His reason had already told him that it was impossible for him and An Yixi, and there would definitely be a man who would love her well instead of him.

However, when this man appeared, he would look at it with a critical eye, subconsciously arguing with reason for various reasons, and convincing himself that that man was not suitable for An Yixi, but when he found out that Lin Zimu was indeed very good, he felt even more uncomfortable.

Especially when he saw the moment when he hugged An Yixi's waist as soon as he came, he had an urge to twist his hand off.

However, no matter how uncomfortable he was, there was no way but to suppress, restrain himself, keep suppressing it, and keep restraining it.