"Maybe, isn't the beauty of life just about expectation?" Han Muxuan looked straight into the distance and replied lightly. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Jiang Minjing pondered the meaning of the words, expectation is a hopeful waiting, everyone is looking forward to the future and looking forward to life, so what about me?

A prosperous life, an ideal career, and an outstanding appearance...... I have all of these, and all that is left is a beautiful and romantic ......

Thinking of this, she subconsciously glanced at the man in front of her, and then immediately withdrew her gaze, for fear that her careful thoughts would be discovered, and finally she blushed and secretly spat to herself, thinking about where this is!

After calming down a little, and waiting for the red tide on her face to recede, she said after thinking for a while: "I also think that anticipation is a beautiful thing, but in fact, there is a little difference between them. ”

"Oh?" Han Muxuan raised his eyebrows, showing strong interest.

"It depends on what people expect?" There is no pretense, Jiang Minjing said directly.

"Do you mean the difference between expecting the process and expecting the outcome?" Han Muxuan's thinking has always been very quick, and with a slight turn of thought, he already understood what she meant, and paused and said: "I can't clearly define myself, but I think most men are more results-oriented. ”

"I once read a book that wrote: In a person's long life, the so-called success and failure are only a moment, and the happiness and pain it brings are only a moment, and with us is the long process of growth, maturity and aging in life. If we only look forward to the happiness of the result, but do not enjoy the happiness of the process, then what we do should be so boring, trivial and miserable, and how dull and painful such a life process should be. ”

"I think that a person who truly feels happy should enjoy the joy of the process and not expect the result to surprise himself."

Halfway through her words, Han Muxuan had already turned around to look, frowning and staring, and for the first time, he took a serious look at it carefully.

A lock of beautiful chestnut straight hair fluttered slightly, willow eyebrows were like smoke and eyes were like water, and under the delicate nose was a delicate cherry red lips, and the cheeks were like snow and crystal like jade. The palm-sized and flawless melon seed face, although the facial features are not three-dimensional, but they are more beautiful and beautiful, and the white long skirt and the jade-like snow greasy skin complement each other, lining the complexion more beautifully. The figure is graceful and tall, gentle and graceful, and although a pair of long legs are covered by long skirts, the faintly revealed graceful curves still attract reverie.

Beauty is like jade, like a shock.

Looking up and down at the woman under the scorching sun, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.

This sudden sense of amazement has a physical reason, and it also has a deeper and more internal factor.

The big hidden in the court, hidden in the forest, small hidden in the city, many people like to pay attention to the mean, so these people choose Taoguang to hide in the city.

Han Muxuan never despised anyone, and he was not qualified to look at people like this, after all, everyone had various experiences, their own temperaments, and their own ideas, but now for the first time, he was ashamed of his appearance.

Originally, Han Muxuan saw Jiang Minjing as an artist, a vain woman with a good family background and a worry-free life but yearning for a glamorous life in the entertainment industry, thinking that she enjoyed attention and liked games, and was a superficial woman with empty beauty, Han Muxuan was most disgusted with this kind of woman, so she never chose to face it, but she didn't know that she also had such a mature mind and such a special understanding of life.

Although Jiang Minjing's words are very reasonable to analyze, Han Muxuan is noncommittal, he has always been very clear about the difference between expecting results and expecting processes, but he has never carefully proofread them, for him, as long as it is good, he treats everyone equally and pays equal attention to both the process and the result.

The topic was crooked, and Han Muxuan didn't want to correct it, anyway, it was just small talk, it didn't matter.

Han Muxuan's amazement and change in her, Jiang Minjing didn't know, because of the small ripple in her heart just now, she no longer chose to look at him, but looked down at the sea, so she didn't notice and notice the different color in Han Muxuan's eyes. found that Han Muxuan did not respond, so he looked up.

Jiang Minjing's head was raised, so that Han Muxuan found that her face was a little abnormal, and there were many fine beads of sweat on her forehead, if you look closely, her arms are full of sweat and her complexion is too ruddy, Han Muxuan frowned and said, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Jiang Minjing shook his head, then nodded stiffly, and said embarrassedly: "It's hot." ”

Han Muxuan thought about it, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Let's go, don't stand here anymore." ”

Jiang Minjing was dumbfounded, not long after he came up with all his might, he watched and chatted well, why did he suddenly want to leave, so he hurriedly explained: "It's okay, it's normal to sweat a little when it's hot." ”

Han Muxuan ignored her follow-up words, simply got off the reef neatly, and said while stretching out his hand: "Come down, I'll help you." ”

"Ahh Accidentally, Jiang Minjing's foot fell lightly, and he couldn't help but scream in pain.

"Hurt?"

Frowning and shaking his head, Jiang Minjing said that it was okay: "Oh, then where are we going?" ”

"Follow me." Han Muxuan's voice was still mellow, but his tone seemed unrefusable.

A few minutes later, the two were already in Han Muxuan's Maserati, with the air conditioner on, the seats were placed behind, and the two of them were lying down extremely comfortably.

It was in the afternoon, the scorching sun dissolved gold, and the sea breeze was not hot at all, but then the wind slowly stopped, so the heat wave hit again, Han Muxuan looked at Jiang Minjing's state, afraid that she would suffer from heat stroke, so he hurriedly took her to the car to blow the air conditioner.

After a little uproar, Han Muxuan took out a bottle of coffee-colored drink packaged in transparent glass from the Xiaoice cabinet in the car and handed it to Jiang Minjing.

Looking at the coffee-colored unknown drink in his hand, the seal and container were specially produced, but there was no brand logo or text description, Jiang Minjing looked at it for a long time and still didn't figure out what it was.

"This is a chilled sour plum soup to cool off, specially made, and not sold in the market."

Some of the so-called sour plum soup sold in the store is brewed with purchased powder, and although the taste is similar, who knows what the real ingredients are. Han Muxuan took this kind of no, considering the urine of some unscrupulous businessmen, this kind of chilled sour plum soup that he specially customized, although it will be a little troublesome, but at least it is safe to drink. At this time, he sensed Jiang Minjing's doubts and opened his mouth to explain.

"It's sweet and sour, but it's not so sweet, it's really different from the store, and it's so comfortable to drink it." Unscrewing the lid, Jiang Minjing took a sip tentatively and said, she naturally drank the sour plum soup, but this kind of real sour plum soup is indeed a little different.

After taking two more sips, she suddenly asked, "By the way, didn't your black car drive away in the morning?" And where did this Maserati come from? She didn't suspect that the car didn't belong to Han Muxuan, but she was curious about how the car appeared out of thin air.

"Mountain people have their own tricks." Han Muxuan smiled faintly and blinked.

Jiang Minjing naturally didn't understand the sentence "The last person refers to the second chicken Chinese......", and Jiang Minjing naturally didn't understand it, and he learned Han Muxuan's grammar several times, but he still couldn't figure out which language it was, and the cute look of shaking his head made the corners of Han Muxuan's mouth twitch.

Han Muxuan desperately couldn't hold back his laughter, naturally he couldn't help her explain, after tossing for a while, Jiang Minjing had no choice but to give up, Han Muxuan was relieved, after all, it is not so comfortable to want to laugh but not be able to laugh.

"I don't know what you're doing here today?"

"Come and shoot, it's hard for friends to refuse."

Jiang Minjing opened his mouth wide and said in surprise: "No, you are the rescuer who was unlucky to move in!" ”

Unlucky? Han Muxuan thought about it for a while and knew that she was talking about Jiang Chenghuan's cousin, and the description was quite appropriate, that angry look, what was it if she wasn't unlucky. But it's not him who is really unlucky, it's himself, thinking of this, Han Muxuan became unhappy again.

"It's really you, don't tell me you're an actor or a model." Jiang Minjing's mouth kept spurting, looking at Han Muxuan left and right, up and down, she felt impossible, this guy didn't look like he was mixing this mouthful, not to mention that he had never seen him appear on the screen.

Han Muxuan was playful, so he simply leaned his face over to let her observe more carefully, and at the same time pretended to frown unhappily and asked, "Why, can't I be?" ”

Jiang Minjing rolled his eyes widely, what do you mean, how can I answer this kind of question, and there is no sign on your face. Just as she was about to continue talking, a cell phone rang in the car.

Han Muxuan took out his mobile phone and glanced at the caller number, and directly connected the phone.

"Mu Xuan, is it convenient to speak?" A clear male voice came, speaking in Chinese.

"Convenient, how?"

"It's okay, I'm just telling you, someone came to the restaurant at noon with your cloud cirrus cloud Shuka to consume."

"Isn't it Suyan?" Han Muxuan thought about it, if it was Suyan, there was no need to call the other party to mention it, so he asked.

"No, the waiter said that it was Park Ji-yeon who was in the same group as them, and there was a little girl besides her, who seemed to be also an artist."

"Okay, I know, by the way, cousin, the Mid-Autumn Festival is coming, I may go back, and now the ticket has not been booked, if you also go back, I will let someone book one more, and the two of us will go together."

"No, this is the busiest time, and I can't leave." The other party seemed to think about it before replying, because there was a short silence in between.

"There's no need, money is important, I'll be bored alone, you should accompany me." Han Muxuan thought about it and fought again.

"No, I really can't leave, don't talk about it, I still have something to do, hang up." The other party hung up the phone cleanly, not dragging his feet at all.

Listening to the busy sound in the microphone, Han Muxuan held the phone and sighed heavily.