"Uh, you're ......"

In the dim light, the person in front of him was dressed in black and wore a black cap on his head.

The brim of the hat was pressed very low, although Mu Xing couldn't see what the other party looked like.

But judging from her figure alone, she still looks like a woman.

"Y-Who are you?"

He raised his hand and grabbed the other party's hand, but for some reason, he couldn't pull it down.

When he blushed, a cold voice came from under the brim of his hat, "It's me." ”

Just two words.

Mu Xing looked at her and was stunned.

He thought about it for a moment, and seemed to hear it.

His pupils widened slightly, and Mu Xing stared at each other tightly.

After a while, Rong Shang took off his hat.

Let's go.

Hats were thrown haphazardly on the ground.

Rong Shang raised his eyes to look over, his eyes playful.

"Don't recognize?"

"Shen Qinghuan!"

Finally seeing the true face of the other party, Mu Xing breathed a sigh, "It's really you." ”

God, then she just, just ......

Just when the man was deep in thought, the woman's voice broke in with interest, "Mu Xing, or Mu Chen?" ”

Mu Xing frowned, "What?" ”

"Should I call you Mu Xing or Mu Chen?" The woman repeated again.

When Mu Xing heard this, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

He narrowed his eyes and said in a cold voice, "What nonsense are you talking about!" ”

"Isn't it nonsense......" Rong Sheng let go, and the corners of his lips lifted, "You know it in your heart." ”

“……”

Odd.

How would she know.

Mu Xing was a little weak-hearted, he touched his neck, and his eyes dodged.

After a pause for a few seconds, he looked up, "Shen Qinghuan, just tell me, what do you want to do here today?" ”

The man's deep eyes were full of doubt, "How did you get in?" ”

"Who told you that I live here?" ”

"No comment."

"No comment?" Mu Xing snorted coldly, "Shen Qinghuan, you are really like a day for ten years, and it makes me feel annoying." ”

At this moment, the man's eyes were full of disgust.

With such a look, probably, only the previous Mu Chen would be like this to the original owner.

I hate a person, I really can't pretend to be able to pretend.

The more this is the case, the more certain Rong Shang is.

He is Mu Chen.

Stopping less than half a meter away from her, Mu Xing glared at her fiercely.

That look seemed to tear her apart.

The woman glanced at him.

Raising her lips, she smiled.

"What are you laughing at!?" Unhappy.

"Mu Chen."

"I'm not Mu Chen!" Mu Xing strenuously denied it.

Rong Sheng bowed slightly, and his smile deepened, "Liang Man is also here?" ”

"It's none of your business!"

He really hates her.

Every sentence has a strong smell of gunpowder.

Rong Sheng glanced at him, and his eyes flashed.

Just then, the man held out his hand.

He grabbed her by the arm and tried to drag her out of the villa.

"Shen Qinghuan, go out now."

"Don't mess my spot, don't hear me."

"Tsk." Rong Sheng looked at him sideways, and at this time, the dim light came through the window, and the man's resolute side face was tense.

Is it really Mu Chen himself?

If so, then she can finally breathe a good sigh of relief.

Syllable!

A slap was thrown straight up.

The man turned his face away, the fine bangs on his forehead fell, and Mu Xing's eyes flashed a little cold.

Gritted his teeth, word by word, "Shen Qinghuan." ”

He shook off her hand and was about to slap her up when he turned around.

It's a pity that the outstretched hand never touches her.

Bang Bang Bang!

In the air, crisp slaps came and went.