After walking through the streets for less than three minutes, she suddenly remembered that she didn't know the way back to Bihai Garden.

Mo Dye stopped, his eyes showed a little distress, and he puffed out his cheeks angrily, and his heart was annoyed.

After a few seconds of cold wind blowing quietly, Mo Ran took out a few toffees from his coat with an expressionless face, peeled off the candy wrapper, and sent them to his mouth one by one.

After eating several toffees, Mo Ran's expression was still cold, and the irritability in his heart gradually calmed down.

"Host, you can take a taxi back to Bihai Garden." Mu Bai gave a suggestion to the ink dye.

"No, it won't." The little girl's face was expressionless, but her tone was eternally soft and sweet.

"Why don't you call Jun Ye and ask him to come and pick you up."

"Don't, lazy."

“…… Then you can walk back. ”

The little girl's expression remained unchanged, and after a few seconds of silence, her tone was indifferent: "Are you a fool?" ”

Mu Bai: "......" is despised by his own host, what should he do? Let's go to the system next door to sell cuteness for comfort......

Two hours later, when Mu Bai went online again, he found that his host was still standing in place blowing cold wind, and he hadn't even changed his posture.

Mu Bai knew that the reason for the result was just that the ink dye was too lazy to move.

Half an hour later, the ink dye still didn't move half a step.

Mu Bai was a little helpless, "Host, are you planning to spend the night here without leaving?" ”

"Nope."

"And what the hell are you going to do?"

"Wait for the call."

"Waiting for whom?"

"Jun Ye."

"What are you waiting for him to call?"

"Let him pick me up." The little girl was serious.

Mu Bai: "...... Then you just call him. ”

"Lazy, don't want to move."

The topic seems to be back to square one.

"If he doesn't beat you, you're not standing here and not leaving."

"He will." The little girl is very persistent about Jun Ye's phone call.

"......" I had nothing to say, so I could only twitch the corners of my mouth slightly to show respect.

Between the comings and goings of the crowd, someone had already noticed the ink stain blowing the cold wind on the side of the road.

A handsome young man patted his companion on the shoulder, pointed in the direction of ink dyeing, and said with a smile: "Believe it or not, I can ask for that beautiful girl's WeChat?" ”

Some of his companions believed and some did not.

The young man didn't care, and a confident smile curled up at the corner of his mouth and walked towards Mo Ran.

"Little girl, are you waiting for someone?"

A few seconds later, Mo Ran raised her little face, she didn't wait for Jun Ye's call, she was a little irritated at the moment, looked at the person in front of her expressionlessly and said, "Are you talking about me?" ”

"Well, I only talk to the girl I like." The young man winked at the ink.

"Oh, scumbag." The little girl's expression was cold.

The young man was also stunned for a moment, didn't the little girl follow the routine!

After reacting, a smile welled up in his eyes, and he said affectionately: "Does that girl know why my heart beats wildly when you see a girl?" ”

The youth's allusive words couldn't be more obvious.

Who knew that the little girl took a few steps back, widened the distance between her and him, and said in a serious tone: "Since you have a heart attack, don't come out and harm people, it's not good for innocent people to be implicated." ”

The young man couldn't cry or laugh, did the little girl think he touched porcelain?

The young man became more and more interested in ink dyeing, and said unscathed: "Does that little girl know what I belong to?" ”

Mo Ran looked at him impatiently, and said a little angrily: "I'm not your parent, and you don't belong to me, why should I know what you belong to." ”

In this way, the young man's sentence "No, I belong to you" was stuck in his throat.

The young man felt that this was the most difficult girl he had ever seen, and there was no one.

He was about to say something when a brisk phone rang and interrupted him.

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Seeing that there were ten people who rated it and it reached 9.9, the stupid author said that he was very, very happy, and the little donors who voted for the comments, the refill~ You are all even cuties~

Well, the rating is more than ten people, and three more chapters will be added, it may be tomorrow, and it will definitely be added anyway~