Although this clover looks ordinary, Mu Xingfeng can still see at a glance that it is a customized model of a well-known brand, and the connection between the pendant and the chain has the logo of that brand.

As far as he knew, that brand was not something that the average person could afford, at least not the average student.

Hundreds of thousands of things Mu Xingfeng didn't feel that Enron couldn't afford them, but he just knew that she was not the one who would buy this kind of thing for herself.

An Ran noticed Mu Xingfeng's eyes, and looked down to see that there was still a pendant given to her by Lu Yi around her neck.

I just took it out of the box and put it on.

"Is this pretty? Lu Yi's wedding gift to me, clover, represents luck, and I also think I'm lucky to meet you," An Ran took out the pendant and shook it in front of Mu Xingfeng's eyes, stuffed it back again, and hugged his waist again.

"It's not your luck, it's my luck," Mu Xingfeng replied without any tone, holding her with one hand, lifting a bag at his feet with the other, and leading her to a corner with fewer people.

"What?" An Ran watched him curiously when he opened the bag, and saw that it was pink and tender.

Mu Xingfeng lowered his head, directly took out a pale pink long thick down jacket, "Put this on," and put it on An Ran as he spoke.

"No, it's not that cold," at least it was warmer than she thought.

Mu Xingfeng looked at her with his clothes propped up, and he had a posture of not leaving if he didn't wear it.

In the end, he was defeated, "Okay, I'll wear it, but I have to take off my coat." ”

An Ran took off his woolen coat casually, and put on a down jacket with Mu Xingfeng's hand, not to mention, the whole person immediately warmed up when he wore it.

Mu Xingfeng bent down to pull the zipper for her, took out a pink beanie hat from the bag, and put it on her with his own hands, then a pink scarf, and then a pink glove.

An Ran always knew that under Mu Xingfeng's cold and hard appearance, there must be a small public act living in his heart, otherwise he would not have such a soft spot for pink.

"Mu Xingfeng, are you unhappy that Lu Yi gave me a gift?"

An Ran let the man wrap her into a dumpling, looked at him with an expressionless face and asked.

From the moment he saw the pendant on her chest, she sensed that something was wrong with his breath.

"No," even though he was very concerned in his heart, Mu Xingfeng still denied it.

"Nonsense, it's obviously there, it's all written on your face," An Ran said, stretching out his hand that hadn't had time to put on his gloves to pinch Mu Xingfeng's handsome face.

"Lu Yi and I are really just classmates, he is also a good friend of mine, and he gave me this gift because I am getting married, don't worry, he doesn't have those thoughts about me for a long time."

An Ran knew that Mu Xingfeng minded Lu Yi because Lu Yi had confessed to him at the beginning.

However, she obviously thinks too much, and now Mu Xingfeng, for the male classmates around her, there is not much difference between confessing and not confessing.

Mu Xingfeng pulled the little hand on his face, put gloves on her, and pulled her out, saying as he walked, "It's useless." ”

An Ran was amused by his arrogant and domineering appearance, pursed his lips and snickered, but he didn't dare to let him see it.

It wasn't until Mu Xingfeng was stuffed into the passenger seat of his Hummer that he remembered that there were two other people beside him.

"Zhang Liang and Fang Hui are still behind," Seeing that Mu Xingfeng was about to start the car when he got into the driver's seat, An Ran couldn't help but remind.

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