Tightly hidden? With Mu Youchun's words, Gu Huizhu was almost certain that Gao Mulian and Lin Yang would definitely love each other even if they were not fiancés. Gu Huizhu came to such a conclusion, she was not happy for her cleverness, she didn't know how, but she was uncomfortable, her chest was so blocked that she was about to cry.

Takagi: "I've never restricted her freedom. ”

If you want to restrict, you have to have the right to restrict, right? Isn't this an obvious tacit acquiescence that their relationship is not ordinary? Gao Mulian's words were more like a knife, stabbing Gu Huizhu directly in the chest.

Holding the hand of the teacup, she paused slightly, and the discomfort became stronger and stronger, so strong that she could hardly ignore it, and wanted to get up and leave. Gu Huizhu tried to stabilize her emotions and told herself, don't feel too sorry for Lin Yang, maybe that stinky rascal may not be so bad.

Gu Huizhu always attributed the reason for his abnormality to himself because Lin Yang wanted to marry a stinky hooligan and felt worthless, but he ignored the truest thoughts in his heart.

"Oh? That is, the attraction of our home is not enough, resulting in foreign countries not entering the door every time. Mu Youchun smiled and said, "What were you talking about just now, it's rare to hear my brother laugh so happily." ”

Mu Mingcheng: "It's just small talk." ”

I don't know why, Gu Huizhu felt that Mu Mingcheng seemed to be the same as herself, and suddenly felt a little heavy, she faintly felt that this was related to his sister just now that Lin Yang was unwilling to come to the Overseer's Mansion.

"How come I've never seen you gossip with anyone?" Mu Youchun poured a cup of black tea and asked.

"Idle chatter, idle nonsense. I'm usually too busy, so what's the reason for small talk? Mu Mingcheng still didn't have much energy, and drew a circle along the teacup with his fingers.

"Young master, the dumplings are hot." After speaking, the maid arranged the chopsticks, plates, and chopsticks one by one.

"It's not early or late, what dumplings to eat?" Mu Youchun asked.

"It was made by Miss Gu Huizhu, you can also taste it. The storage is different from what you normally eat. Mu Mingcheng praised Gu Huizhu.

"Strange, haven't you eaten yet? How do you know it's different. Mu Youchun's eyes rolled, glanced at Gu Huizhu, and said meaningfully to Mu Mingcheng: "Do you eat often?" ”

How could Mu Mingcheng not know what Mu Youchun meant, smiled, didn't admit it, didn't deny it, and said slowly: "If you say whether you eat it often, then I did eat it almost every day in the past few years." It's because I want this taste, so I specially asked Huizhu to make it for me. ”

Hearing Mu Mingcheng say this, Lin Yang finally raised his head, looked at Mu Mingcheng, and then at Gu Huizhu, no one noticed that her eyes were gloomy, and she quickly lowered her head again.

"A few years ago? What do you mean? When did you meet, and how did I not know you had such a friend? Mu Youchun's eyes lit up, what's going on, could it be that they have known each other for a long time and have been together for a long time?

"Haha, what do you think. I've just met Huizhu. Don't believe you ask her. Mu Mingcheng felt that he couldn't be so unkind, and he should explain it appropriately.

"Mysterious." Mu Youchun glared at Mu Mingcheng slightly and said. After speaking, he turned to look at Gu Huizhu and asked, "If he doesn't tell me, Miss Gu will tell me." ”

Gu Huizhu was teased by Mu Youchun, her face was slightly red, her head was lowered, and she looked like a little daughter.