Mu Nanzheng gathered the robe on his body with a smile, and looked at the scene where Xuan Mobao and Mo Ling glanced at each other, a little angry.

"What are you talking about, so happy?"

Mu Nanzheng walked over, his voice carried a trace of anger that he couldn't detect, and squeezed in directly between the two.

Seeing Mu Nanzheng, the smile on Xuan Mobao's face slowly converged.

Mo Ling smiled, didn't speak, glanced at Mu Nanzheng, and shook his head.

"Why didn't you say it?"

The unintentional tacit understanding between the two of them made Mu Nanzheng a little unhappy, and she wanted to raise her hand to rub Xuan Mobao's head, but she avoided it.

Xuan Mobao took two steps back and looked up at Mu Nanzheng, although there was a smile on his face, it made Mu Nanzheng instinctively feel very unhappy.

"I want to go back."

Xuan Mobao said sullenly, here, she felt a little depressed, she shouldn't have integrated into their circle, she came with her today, she didn't think that he brought her to meet his friend.

"What? Not happy? ”

Retracting his hand frozen in mid-air, Mu Nanzheng heard this, and his brows were even deeper.

"No, it's windy this night, and I'm afraid of the cold."

Xuan Mobao didn't look up, but subconsciously kept his distance from Mu Nanzheng.

Mo Ling touched the bridge of his nose, but quietly retreated to the cabin.

As soon as I walked to the door, I saw Nanwan holding the guzheng, looking at Mu Nanzheng with affection, paused, didn't say anything, passed her, and walked straight in.

An Fei watched Mo Ling walk in, pointed to the people outside the cabin, and then nodded towards Nanwan.

Mo Ling raised his eyebrows, shook his head, didn't speak, and still sat in his place, huddled in the corner.

"Is it cold?"

Mu Nanzheng stared at her fair face, her hair that was a little messy from the wind, and stretched out her hand......

Xuan Mobao raised his hand to block it, "Shizi, we men and women don't kiss each other." ”

is still smiling, the delicate on his face has not changed, and the arc of his smile has not changed, but Mu Nanzheng can't lift the slightest bit of happiness.

"Girl, what's wrong with you?"

She frowned, not thinking about what she was doing to make her unhappy.

"No, I just want to go back, do you want to send me back? Otherwise, it's okay to let Mo Ling send me. ”

Xuan Mobao subconsciously dodged Mu Nanzheng's eyes, and there was no shadow of herself in her eyes, which made Mu Nanzheng very unhappy.

Reaching out, he grabbed her shoulder fiercely and made her look at herself.

"Xuan Mobao, what's wrong with you? Why get angry? ”

Very anxious and bored, Xuan Mobao's attitude made Mu Nanzheng want to do it......

Xuan Mobao pursed his lips, ignoring the shoulder that was scratched by him, and shook his head gently, "I'm not angry. ”

I just don't know what to say......

Since it's your own wishful thinking, why continue on wishful thinking.

"There's no light in your eyes......"

Looking at Xuan Mobao's eyes, although his own shadow was still reflected in them, there was no previous light.

Obviously before she always had stars shining in her eyes, and when she saw herself before, she would always contain tenderness.

The reflection of her own shadow in her eyes always made him happy, and at this time......

Without!

There was no light in her eyes, and it was dull, which made him unspeakably depressed.

Xuan Mobao was stunned, and then said with a smile, "Yes, because it's too annoying." ”

Forcefully broke free from Mu Nanzheng's grip and took two steps back, "I want to go home." ”

Mu Nanzheng, who still wanted to say something, stared at Xuan Mobao, who was facing away from him, and a sulk welled up in his heart.

Gritted his teeth, kicked on the board of the ship's guardrail on his side, didn't speak, and directly reached out and picked up the person......

Neither of them spoke along the way, and unlike when they came, Xuan Mobao pursed his lips and suppressed his grievances and sentimentality.