He was real, and he didn't want her to be on his guard.

Because he won't hurt her.

"I don't understand what Teacher Hara is talking about." Mu Kuyan sat up straight, right ahead.

"It's just in the hall, and I didn't mean to throw away the cake." Nan Xianyuan explained.

His expression was very light, and his picturesque eyebrows and eyes were stained with a hint of tiredness.

Just listened, Nan Xianyuan explained again: "She is a woman that my father cares about very much, and my father respects her, so I will respect her." ”

Mu Kuyan lowered his eyelids and said softly: "Teacher Yuan, you don't have to talk to me about these words. ”

If she guessed correctly, Nan Xianyuan and Nan Xiaoxiao should have hated the woman named Luo Lin just as much.

It's just that the difference is that Nan Xiaoxiao shows all her dislike on her face, and Nan Xiaoyuan hides her thoughts very well, so that people can't easily detect it.

To put it bluntly, I just don't like it, but I don't show it.

Even, when Nan Xiaoxiao was talking about Luo Lin, although the disgust on her face was obvious, her tone was deliberately low.

"I'll eat the cake when I get back." He said.

Mu Kuyan glanced at him sideways, "Teacher Yuan, that cake was prepared for you by your sister herself." ”

"Hmm." Nan Xianyuan nodded, "Regarding the matter of knowing your birthday, when you blew out the candle and made a wish on the cake, I just happened to see it." ”

When he went by, he turned back once, so when he saw it, he was glad that he turned back once.

Hearing his words, Mu Kuyan breathed a sigh of relief.

She also thought that Nan Xianyuan had discovered something about her identity.

After all, Nan Yan was originally from Huadu, and although he was not a high-ranking official and politician, he also had the right to dispose of her, an outsider.

"Isn't that a coincidence? Our birthdays are on the same day. Suddenly, Nan Yanyuan stared at Mu Kuyan with burning eyes.

Mu Kuyan avoided that gaze and pressed the snap button to get out of the car.

Closing the car door, she waved her hand to Nan Xianyuan: "Teacher Yuan walks slowly." ”

Seeing that the girl got out of the car so decisively, and then said goodbye, Nan Xianyuan held his forehead and laughed, "You ......"

"Teacher Yuan walks slowly." Mu Kuyan said again.

Just now, that burning gaze made her feel a little flustered.

Brother is her lover, but Nan Xian is not.

She has already provoked Nan Xiaoxiao, so she will not provoke Nan Xiaoyuan, the wolf who burns the plains.

All along, she has been dealing with Nan Xiaoxiao, and as for Nan Xianyuan, she can avoid it.

If you really can't avoid it, then you will take a desperate gamble.

Watching Nan Yanyuan's car drive away, Mu Kuyan turned around and went into the apartment.

The night was dark –

The snow was still falling outside.

Mu Kuyan was lying on his side on the bed, and in the palm of his hand, there was a black, briquette-like object.

"Slag, do you know Luolin?" Mu Kuyan asked.

"I don't know, but tonight, because of the vigilance of the owner, I deliberately sniffed the difference in the smell on her body, and I tried it, and the result was really a little different." The slag crawled along Mu Kuyan's arm and stopped in front of Mu Kuyan.

At a very close distance, Mu Kuyan could see a lump of briquettes in front of him.

"What's the difference?" Mu Kuyan asked it.

"Master, the breath on that Luo Lin's body is somewhat similar to the breath on your brother's body, of course, when I say similar, I mean racial breath, not body smell." The slag cleaner explained.

"You mean, there's a good chance she's not a normal human?"

Qing Slag said solemnly: "Removing the possibility, it can be determined that she is not a normal human." ”