Meng Hanchen raised his arms, put his hands on his chin, and pretended to be serious:

"Are you sure? This is a fine foie gras, so it's a shame not to eat it. ”

Mu Hezhou didn't speak, just looked at Meng Hanchen.

Meng Hanchen lowered his arm and put it back on his lap,

"It's a joke, Mr. Mu. Thou shalt not take food from another. ”

"Miss Meng was not as close as she is now."

"Strangers, they don't know the roots, it's not good to be close for no reason."

"So, Miss Meng knows everything about me now?"

"Hmm······ Aren't you a magnificent, sanctimonious workplace elite, I didn't understand it wrong? ”

Mu Hezhou laughed even deeper.

Knowing the roots, she understands really well enough and successfully deflects the real problem.

"Mr. Mu, have you finished your meal?"

"Well, let's go, I'll take you to Ling Xi."

"Okay, I'm sorry for you."

Meng Hanchen went to the parking lot with Mu Hezhou.

"Where are you sitting?"

Meng Hanchen was just about to open the door of the back seat, but was startled by Mu Hezhou's question, and looked at Mu Hezhou blankly.

Mu Hezhou bypassed the front of the car, opened the co-pilot's door, and turned back to Meng Hanchen and said:

"Sit here."

Meng Hanchen doesn't know what's going on, co-pilot, isn't it?

But she sat down obediently.

After Meng Hanchen sat down, Mu Hezhou suddenly poked his head in and reached out to pull the seat belt for Meng Hanchen.

As soon as Meng Hanchen raised her head, a face magnified by a hundred times approached her eyes, and she instinctively wanted to raise her hand, but was suppressed by a familiar feeling.

The two faces close to each other breathed faintly, and the warm breath permeated the small space.

Mu Hezhou fastened his seat belt for Meng Hanchen, glanced at her lightly, and after taking in Meng Hanchen's little shyness and stunned, he got up and left.

Meng Hanchen hadn't come to her senses for a long time, and she didn't come to her senses until Mu Hezhou sat in the main driver's seat.

Acting on the spot, she thought like this, and she didn't take it seriously.

But someone doesn't think so.

Mu Hezhou recalled Meng Hanchen's reaction just now, hadn't she experienced such a thing?

The Smoke Banquet is not too far from Muhammad's old house, and it will be there in a while.

Meng Hanchen didn't wait for Mu Hezhou to come to the car for him, and got out of the car by himself.

Equal partnership, it seems that she should not think about the etiquette of men and women. Besides, she doesn't have this aristocratic problem.

Meng Hanchen looked around, and his eyes showed a little admiration, which was really not inferior to the Suzhou garden.

Surrounded by green mountains and green water, it is difficult to feel uncomfortable in such an environment.

"This is the site chosen by the internationally renowned garden designer Su Min himself!"

Meng Hanchen spoke.

Mu Hezhou looked at Meng Hanchen in surprise, a woman who didn't understand red wine at all, actually knew so much about gardens?

"Yes, that vineyard is also planted by him."

Meng Hanchen nodded, it is indeed a good breed that is not encountered.

Up close, they are plump, purple and red. Without the ripening of fertilizer, the real nature conceived and nurtured is so fat.

Meng Hanchen watched it briefly and walked with Mu Hezhou to the house.