Qiu Mucheng lost his voice and exclaimed.

"Orange Orange, don't speak~" Susie was dissatisfied with Qiu Mucheng's disturbance of this melodious song, and suddenly whispered.

So, there was a long silence.

In this night, there was only the beautiful music, mixed with the breeze, and washed with the moonlight.

Until the end, the song is over, but the afterglow remains.

Susie was already obsessed, looking in the direction from which the song came, but she was stunned.

"Hey, the tunes have stopped, what else are you watching?" Qiu Mucheng asked.

"Look at the handsome guy. Mu Cheng, look, on the balcony next to me, the man in the white shirt. He played the harmonica just now, so handsome. ”

"What to do, I feel like my heart has been stolen by him."

"Did you say he had a girlfriend?"

"The song just now, with a touch of sadness in its beauty, did he encounter something sad?"

"If I go over to comfort him at this time, will that handsome guy fall in love with me~

Susie couldn't stop talking.

Qiu Mucheng's face was speechless: "Look at you like that, like a kitten in heat?" Is it okay to be reserved? ”

While speaking, Qiu Mucheng was also curious to look out the window, she wanted to see what kind of handsome guy she was, and how her best friend couldn't give up.

However, when Qiu Mucheng looked over, he only saw a back.

In the dark night, he was wearing a clean white shirt, leaning against the window, his body slightly bent, and the cool breeze of the night blew his clothes flying slightly.

Looking at this back, Qiu Mucheng's delicate body suddenly trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes shrank slightly: "Ye Fan? ”

"What Ye Fan?"

"Damn, won't it be your wretched husband?"

"Orange Orange, are you really in love with him, look at who is Ye Fan."

"Please, don't insult my male god!"

"My male god is tall and handsome, has a good family background, and understands music and rhythm, where can such a rare talent in the world be compared to your wretched husband?"

"It's just a pity, it's too dark to see my male god clearly."

"But to be able to play such a beautiful tune, and to live in such a good high-end villa like me, he must be from the same noble background as me, and he is a rare beautiful man in the world."

Susie has completely fallen, and even the male god has shouted.

Qiu Mucheng glanced at the back again, and then shook his head with a smile.

Also, how could Ye Fan, that vulgar guy, understand such an elegant thing. Moreover, at this time, he probably has returned to his hometown in the countryside.

"But Sissi, you're too narcissistic, aren't you? A beautiful man like you, are you a beautiful man? ”

"Go, go, I mean my god. Orange Orange, I've decided, I'm going to try to take him. He lives next to me, which is a great gift from God. ”

"Orange Orange, if you are looking for a husband, you have to find a male god like me. The family background is good and talented, look at your wretched husband, compared to my male god, it is simply a difference between cloud and mud~"

In the room, the two girlfriends were arguing.

In another house, Ye Fan sneezed and hurriedly closed the window.

"It's summer, and the night breeze is quite cool."

"I don't know if the woman in Qiu Mucheng is asleep, I'm not here, and then kick the quilt at night, I'll see who covers you." Ye Fan muttered to himself, and then put down the harmonica and prepared to drink some water.

At this time, a phone call came: "Little master, according to your orders, I have secretly ordered people to enter Jiangdong and make every effort to find the whereabouts of the killer." As soon as there is news, I will contact the little master immediately. ”

"Hmm." Ye Fan nodded, and was about to hang up the phone, as if he remembered something, and then said, "By the way, let Tongshan come to Yunzhou." I'm still not at ease on Mu Cheng's side, so let Tongshan secretly protect it. ”

Silent.

There was a long silence.

After Ye Fan said this, there was no response on the other end of the phone.

"Huh? Why don't you speak? Ye Fan frowned.

"It's all right, little lord. It's just a little emotional, to be cared for like this by the little master, the girl named Mu Cheng must be very happy. ”

At this time, Ye Fan suddenly remembered Qiu Mucheng's fierce appearance when she asked her to kneel on the washboard and lay on the floor, and immediately shook his head and smiled: "That stupid woman, you don't necessarily think so." ”