Lin Xiamo drank it very happily, Mu Beichen looked at the mineral water in his hand, and always felt that this Song Yi Anhui poisoned him.

After Song Yi'an took a sip of water, he said: "There is a private house there, let's rest there for the night today, it looks like it won't open here." ”

Lin Xiamo nodded and agreed, Mu Beichen didn't say anything, as if he had acquiesced, but the doubts in Mu Beichen's eyes became heavier and heavier.

This kind of doubt became more and more serious after arriving at the homestay, where is this an ordinary residential building, the things inside Lin Xiamo can't see it, Mu Beichen knows it very well, and the porcelain placed here is very valuable.

He frowned, Song Yi'an had already boiled hot water and brought a cup to Lin Xiamo.

"It's cold at night, so warm up with a cup of hot water."

Lin Xiamo smiled, and the small dimples on the sides of her cheeks leaked out like this, Mu Beichen looked at it, and didn't know why he was slightly unhappy in his heart.

Song Yi'an had already arranged the rooms where several people were staying, Mu Beichen was a little dissatisfied with the fact that he and Lin Xiamo slept separately, but Lin Xiamo was very satisfied, and went back to the house to sleep with satisfaction.

Mu Beichen was rolling around on the bed in the middle of the night, he thought about it, and always felt that there was something wrong with this matter, he walked out of his room, and saw Song Yi'an who was standing in the courtyard, and the doubts in his heart were magnified more and more.

"Are you awake?"

Mu Beichen looked at Song Yi'an, who was completely different from before, and frowned.

"Have we met somewhere?"

Song Yi'an smiled, but he didn't answer, the two of them did meet, but in Lin Xiamo's university, the two of them were dating together, Song Yi'an only dared to watch from afar, until one time, he was a little distracted when he walked, and the book in his hand fell out.

He had a lot of books in his arms, and all of them fell to the ground.

Lin Xiamo squatted down and picked him up.

"Thank you, thank you."

"Be careful in the future."

Before Song Yi'an could wait for Lin Xiamo to speak, he heard a male voice, and his slender and white fingers took his book and sent it to his hand.

"Thank you......"

Almost the moment he took the book, Mu Beichen had already walked away with Lin Xiamo in his arms.

He could still hear the two men talking as he stood still.

"What are you going to eat for lunch today?" Ah Chen? ”

"There's a new western restaurant there, take you to try it."

"Okay."

Song Yi'an broke away from his thoughts and looked at Mu Beichen in front of him.

"Mr. Mu should have remembered it wrong, I'm a common person, and I have a more public face."

Mu Beichen glanced at Song Yi'an suspiciously, but he didn't ask much, and the two of them stood in the courtyard and looked into the distance.

Mu Beichen understood after looking at it a few times.

"It's right across from that compound."

Song Yi'an looked at Mu Beichen and smiled.

"Yes, it's right in front of the courtyard."

"You've been here many times."

Song Yi'an didn't say anything, looked up at Mu Beichen, and suddenly laughed.

"You've found out everything about my background, right?"

Mu Beichen didn't deny it.

"I've seen the wounds on your body, I've always been puzzled, I hate Tang Yingfei so much, why don't you leave?"

Song Yi'an smiled.

"Now that you already know, why bother asking?"

Mu Beichen nodded, but he didn't say anything.

"Stay away from Xiaomo."

Song Yi'an smiled and looked up at Mu Beichen.

"I wonder from what angle Mu always says this to me?"

Mu Beichen looked back at Song Yi'an and frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Song Yi'an smiled.

"Mr. Mu should know very well in his heart that I like Xiaomo, but I won't destroy her happiness."

Mu Beichen smiled.

"I'm not going to give you that chance."

"I hope so."

Mu Beichen nodded.

"It's not early, you go and rest, I'll watch here."

Song Yi'an smiled, but he didn't refuse.

"Okay."

The next morning, when Lin Xiamo woke up, she was stunned for a moment when she saw that Mu Beichen's face was covered with mosquito bites.

"Ah Chen, do you have so many mosquitoes in your house?"

Mu Beichen was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that his face had been bitten out by mosquitoes so many bags.

He wanted to shake his head, but when he looked down and saw the worried color on Lin Xiamo's face, he nodded suddenly.

"yes, there are a lot of mosquitoes, and I feel pain."

Lin Xiamo's eyes were full of worry, and she turned around and went to her house to rummage through the flowers.

Song Yi'an, who had just come out of his room on the side, frowned, Mu Beichen obviously also saw the flower water in Song Yi'an's hand, he walked to Song Yi'an's side, pretended not to care and said, "Xiaomo is going to wipe it for me by himself." ”

Song Yi'an glanced at Mu Beichen, touched the flower water in his hand to his arm, and said indifferently: "I have hands and feet, why do you want others to wipe yourself?" ”

Mu Beichen glared at him, and at this time, Lin Xiamo happened to come back with flower water from his room.

Mu Beichen glanced at Song Yi'an proudly, but Lin Xiamo put the flower water in his hand.

"Wipe it off, you're all red."

Song Yi'an on the side laughed unkindly.

Mu Beichen glanced at Song Yi'an very angrily, then looked at Lin Xiamo, and said with some coquettishness: "You help me wipe it, I can't see it myself." ”

"Huh?"

Lin Xiamo glanced at Mu Beichen's appearance, thinking that he probably really couldn't see it, she hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the flower water in her hand and helped him wipe the flower water.

Mu Beichen smiled proudly, and his eyes kept signaling to Song Yi'an, just like he wanted to make him jealous.

But Song Yi'an turned a blind eye to this phenomenon, and just said, "I'll go and prepare breakfast for you." ”

But only Song Yi'an knows how uncomfortable he is now.

"Does it hurt?"

Lin Xiamo didn't notice that Song Yi'an had left, but just looked at Mu Beichen's face.

Mu Beichen smiled, looking at Lin Xiamo, who was close at hand, and his smile was unusually unusual.

"It hurts, can I blow it for me?"

Lin Xiamo glanced at him, stood up straight, and put the flower water in his hand on the table.

"Wipe it yourself."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left, and he didn't plan to pay attention to Mu Beichen at all.