Mu Mengling stared at Zhou Ruocheng with both eyes, her face sank, and she said lightly, "Give me the paper." ”

Zhou Ruocheng hung up the phone and noticed Mu Mengling's face, "What's the matter, what's upset about this?" ”

Mu Mengling closed his eyes, counted ten times silently in his heart, and opened his eyes: "Zhou Ruocheng, no matter who comes, this form must be filled in, and the fine must be paid." If you do something wrong, you have to take some responsibility. ”

Zhou Ruocheng pulled over the chair and sat down: "I didn't say no." It's just too late to fill in when the stingy ghost comes. ”

Mu Mengling looked at him helplessly, and secretly cursed a little kid in his heart.

Zhou Ruocheng saw that Mu Mengling stopped talking, but he didn't feel comfortable, "Forget it, can't I fill it in?" I'm a good person who makes mistakes and corrects them, so be fine. Then he took the pen in Mu Mengling's hand and buried himself in writing.

Mu Mengling was really angry and funny by what he said. After filling out the information, the two sat and waited for someone to come.

Wang Zixuan went down to the gate of the community, stopped a taxi casually, and went straight to the traffic police brigade. When he stepped into the door of the duty room, he saw Mu Mengling sitting on the chair at a glance, and the little girl was lying on the table and turning the pen boringly.

"It's finally here. Did the money bring? Hurry up and hand us over and leave. Zhou Ruocheng saw Wang Zixuan first.

Mu Mengling raised her head and saw the one at the door, dressed in a black trench coat, with a warm smile on his handsome face, walking towards her in the light. Mu Mengling stood up a little hurriedly.

Wang Zixuan walked up to Mu Mengling and said in a gentle tone, "Have you eaten?" ”

Mu Mengling's face unconsciously flushed, "I haven't eaten yet." ”

"Then we'll eat together, but I didn't eat either." After Wang Zixuan got Mu Mengling's "um" answer, he turned to Zhou Ruocheng.

"I haven't eaten it yet." Zhou Ruocheng looked at Wang Zixuan with a smile.

The eyes of the two intersected, and there seemed to be sparks spurting out, and Mu Mengling thought he was dazzled.

Wang Zixuan snorted lightly, "What's going on, let's talk about it." ”

Zhou Ruocheng rolled his eyes, and immediately talked about entering the traffic police brigade.

Wang Zixuan listened quietly, then lowered his head and pondered for a while, "Where's your ticket?" ”

Zhou Ruocheng dug in his trouser pocket for a long time, and finally took out a crumpled piece of paper.

Wang Zixuan took it and looked at it, "Wait." Leaving two words, he turned and walked towards the door, making a phone call as he went.

Zhou Ruocheng sat down again as if nothing had happened. Mu Mengling on the side kicked him with his foot, "Get up." You can still sit still. ”

Zhou Ruocheng avoided Mu Mengling's feet and replied, "Why can't you sit still." Isn't it working out? ”

Mu Mengling really wanted to pull his ears: "What's the matter with you two?" Why did you call him, what about your parents, what about your uncle? She remembered that Zhou Ruocheng had a famous uncle.

"At this time, my parents are eating, and the son must be filial, so there is no need to bother the old man with this kind of thing. Uncle estimates that there are some banquets and balls to attend, so how can he have time to care about me. Zhou Ruocheng patiently explained.

"Don't tear me up and say, do you two have any secrets." Mu Mengling didn't think that Wang Zixuan would suddenly become good buddies with Zhou Ruocheng. The two competed against each other at the hometown meeting.

"Don't look at me with such suspicion, there are no eternal enemies, you know? I'm not friends with you anymore. Zhou Ruocheng spread his hands.

When Zhou Ruocheng said this, Mu Mengling thought about it and felt that it was the same, she and Zhou Ruocheng also laughed and became friends.

Wang Zixuan finished the phone call and walked in again. "Let's go." He handed the ticket to Zhou Ruocheng.

Zhou Ruocheng was stunned for a moment: "It's done?" What if the money hasn't been paid yet? ”

Seeing Mu Mengling's puzzled expression, Wang Zixuan had no choice but to patiently explain: "The money has to be paid to the bank, and as for whether to stay in the detention center for a few days, I have already asked the lawyer to deal with it." If you want to stay here, I'm not against it. ”

Wang Zixuan motioned for Mu Mengling to go, then turned around and walked out of the door again, and Mu Mengling hurriedly followed; If you don't leave, will you stay overnight? The person on duty looked up and lowered his head again.

"Hey, wait a minute." Zhou Ruocheng chased him out, "Then what about my car?" ”

"Cold salad." Wang Zixuan spit out two words, raised his hand to stop a taxi, pulled the car door, and Mu Mengling couldn't help but smile and sat in. Wang Zixuan also got into the car, and just wanted to close the door, Zhou Ruocheng had already grabbed the door with both hands, and smiled wickedly: "Hmph, you still want to leave me this time, no way." ”

Wang Zixuan shrugged helplessly, "Actually, I want to say that the co-pilot is still empty, so there is no need for all three of them to squeeze in the back row." ”

"Hmph, I'd love to sit in the back row and squeeze in." Zhou Ruocheng stretched out his leg and kicked Wang Zixuan in the car.

Wang Zixuan had no choice but to move in, clinging to Mu Mengling. Although the two were separated from each other, Mu Mengling still felt the temperature from the other party's body like air everywhere, and the fresh soap fragrance penetrated into her nose again. It's hot!

Zhou Ruocheng saw Wang Zixuan move in, and immediately stuffed himself into it and closed the car door.

Zhou Ruocheng: "Where to go now?" ”

Mu Mengling opened his mouth and asked, "Can you go to a place first, I will take the things, and then go to eat." ”

Wang Zixuan looked at her sideways: "Yes." ”

Mu Mengling's face burned again by what he saw, she reported an address, and the driver started the car and drove on the road.

In front of the gallery, Mu Mengling opened the car door and got out of the car, "I'll come out immediately, soon, wait for me." With that, he hurried to the gallery.

Wang Zixuan sat in the car and watched Mu Mengling run into the gallery, his eyes becoming deeper.

"Girl, you're here at last, I thought you had forgotten." When the middle-aged man saw Mu Mengling, he expressed his worries.

"I'm sorry boss, I'm delayed." Mu Mengling said apologetically. After all, it was dark outside, the street lights were on, and shops far from the city center were closing their doors.

"It's okay, it's okay, look at it, everything is here, how about it?" The middle-aged man put the processed paper cut on the table.

"Well, that's good." Mu Mengling was very satisfied after reading it, and sure enough, he got what he paid for.

"It's good if you're satisfied. By the way, did your friend say when he would get a few to put in my store? The middle-aged man inquired.

Mu Meng neatly put away the six works and put them in his backpack, "My friend said that I will send you a few this Sunday, don't worry." Slow work makes fine work. ”

"Hehe, yes, you're right. I'm not in a hurry, I'll tell your friend to take it slowly, take it slowly. The middle-aged man said with a smile.

"Then boss, I have to leave beforehand, and I will come back on Sunday." Mu Mengling said hello and walked out of the gallery.