With these words, both of them invariably increased their strength, holding each other's hands tightly, and their wrists were tight.

Song Bingjue looked at the man in front of him and said meaningfully:

"Whatever it is, it's best if it's your own. Ya, what do you say? ”

"You're right, but only if the thing is labeled as yours and that it really belongs to you."

Shrugging his shoulders, Ya secretly increased the strength in his hand and said casually:

"But it's easy to take things to yourself and put people under your name...... That's not an easy task, after all, everyone is free. ”

"Oh, it seems that Ya likes to steal things from other people, right?"

Hearing his words, the smile on Song Bingjue's face became bigger and bigger, and he smiled slightly:

"To be able to say such things without psychological burden, it seems that you are a repeat offender."

"What habitual offender is not habitual? Does Mr. Song like to button people's hats so much? ”

Sensing that he had also increased his strength, even though his hand was painfully held, Ya increased his strength again, and he knew that the other party was also in such pain:

"People who are always smiling are more popular than people who are bossy and have a cold face all the time, right?"

"Sincerity is far more desirable than hypocrisy. Even if hypocrisy ushers in temporary convenience, sincerity can gain more long-term popularity. ”

I didn't expect it to be a good speaker.

Song Bingjue looked at the smiling man in front of him, and finally restrained the smile on his face, he didn't expect that the other party was a killer, and his eloquence was so good.

"What are you two talking about? Why do you get deeper and deeper the more you talk? ”

It seemed to be arguing, but looking at the kind expressions on each other's faces, and it didn't look like they were arguing, Mu Wan'an was a little confused, she didn't want to watch them shake hands here and say something inexplicable, "It's almost noon now, don't you go to dinner with us?" ”

"Okay."

"Yes."

The two replied in unison, and after finishing speaking, they began to exert force on their tightly held hands, and Mu Wan'an saw that their hands had begun to redden, so he quickly stopped:

"Don't shake hands anymore. Haven't you both noticed the way people look at you? ”

"It's time to let go."

Yacai doesn't want to be misunderstood by others as having a problem with her sexual orientation! He smiled slightly, trying his best to maintain his facial expression:

"Why don't you put it together?"

"Of course."

Hearing him say this, Song Bingjue also agreed to his proposal, and after a period of eye friction, the two of them invariably withdrew their strength.

Seeing that the two of them finally let go of their hands, Mu Wan'an couldn't help laughing, "I don't know, I think you are long-lost brothers!" Hands are so tight. I couldn't even look at it. ”

"Don't think about it, Mr. Song and I just feel that we don't agree with each other on some aspects, and we forget to hold hands while chatting."

Ya consciously walked to Mu Wan's side, with the posture of a flower messenger, not caring at all about Song Bingjue's flying eye knife, "Talent is not an ordinary item, everyone has their own thoughts." Where can we talk about true belonging. ”

“……”

Holding Goodnight's hand, Song Bingjue smiled slightly, "I don't agree with your opinion, now Wanwan's hand is in my hand, and she is mine." ”

Looking at the man who was holding Mu Wan'an's hand and couldn't hide his happiness with a happy face, Ya's eyes darkened, "If I'm not mistaken, you should have to deal with those things in the country at this time, right?" ”

"Those people, where do you need me to do it myself?"

If it weren't for some things to explain to Zhao Zhenguo, if it weren't for seeing his decadent and frustrated appearance, he wouldn't have returned to China.

"I don't care if you need to do it yourself. I didn't get rid of those people and came to England...... Shen Yucai won't listen to your explanation. ”

"I don't need to explain it to him."

When does he need to explain to others? He looked at Ya:

"You're his subordinate, and I'm not."

"Why are you talking about this again? If you have to say it, you two will open a box and have a good chat, don't talk about it here. ”

Come out and have a good time, they are talking about these boring topics here, Mu Wanyi's face gradually sank, "What's the point of this?" ”

"Okay, okay—we're not going to talk about it."

It is rare for her to have a little temper, or rather, this kind of emotion is already rare in her five years later, Song Bingjue looked at her like this, only full of love and reluctance, "I will agree to whatever I say tonight." ”

"Now that you're here, why are you so kind to me?"

His attitude towards himself became more and more indulgent, and Mu Wan'an looked at the spoiling that he could simply overflow, and only felt strange, although he was good to her in the past, it did not come to this point.

"That's because, seeing that the duck in his mouth is about to fly, he must be kind to you."

Yayin, who was not used to Song Bingjue's attitude, interjected predictably, and patted Mu Goodnight on the shoulder:

"Don't blame me for not reminding you, this man is like a wolf, cunning and ferocious, if you follow him, you will be eaten to death."

“……”

simply didn't bother with him, Song Bingjue just looked at her in front of him, "Xiao Beisheng Xinhuan, when you are not around...... I think about you all the time. ”

In the second half of the sentence, his voice was very low, and he gently squeezed her palm as he spoke, like a young man who was still shy and still in love.

"You, you......"

was made by his reaction, Mu Wan'an quickly withdrew her hand from his palm, she lowered her head and said slowly:

"Where did you learn this love story? Did Han Xiu tell you or did he flip through the book and read it himself? ”

"Every word comes from the heart, from the heart."

Seeing her face, Song Bingjue felt a trace of joy in his heart, but he still maintained his old appearance, but the tips of his ears were quietly dyed red.

……

Looking at the two people beside him who looked like they had a concubine intended, Ya's heart was depressed, he knew that he would not stay in London, looking at this picture is really a blockage!

The three of them arrived at a restaurant outside, and Mu Wannight was afraid that the two of them would quarrel in public, so they specially chose a private room.

This is a Chinese-run Chinese restaurant, and the taste is rare and authentic in London, and many Chinese restaurants have made some changes in taste in order to cater to the taste of foreigners.

When I was on the way, I didn't feel it, but when I really sat down in the box, Mu Wannight felt that the atmosphere was extremely embarrassing, Ya and Song Bingjue's lives did not intersect at all, and she didn't know what to say when chatting.

The three of them sat silent for a while, but one of Song Bingjue's hands quietly found her grip under the table, Mu Wan'an looked at Ya who was sitting beside him, saw that he didn't notice, and then lowered his head as a thief.

"Waiter."

The waiter who had already walked to the door of the box was called back by Ya, Ya ordered a few more dishes, and then said lazily:

"Today, the God of Wealth is in the southeast direction, and the trouble is to serve food from the southeast direction."

Southeast? Isn't that the side that Song Bingjue is sitting on?

Mu Wan'an realized that Ya should know everything, she took her hand back in shame, and by the way, she glared fiercely at the man whose hand was still restless and wanted to shake it.

In the next time, Song Bingjue was honest, and Mu Wan'an finally came back to her senses from the joy of seeing him, she thought of Shen Yu, his personality was arbitrary, if she knew that Song Bingjue came over while he was away, I don't know if she would be angry......

"Alright, that's all for today. I'm going back. ”

After eating, Mu Wan'an said goodbye, and Song Bingjue looked at her with burning eyes:

"Don't you want to stay with me a little longer?"

“……”

Song Bingjue, who suddenly became clingy, really made her unable to resist, and Mu Wan'an suddenly remembered a popular word now: little, little milk dog?

But he's obviously the age of an old wolf dog!

Shamefully agreeing to his request to send him to the gate of the manor, Mu Wan'an bowed his head to avoid the condemning gaze, "Only this once! ”

Song Bingjue, who got his wish, didn't listen to the sentence "only this once", he nodded:

"Nature."

However, before they walked out of the restaurant, they met Cheng Wushuang who was taking his female companion, compared to the "low-key" in China, he was dressed more brilliantly when he returned to his sphere of influence, he was wearing an irregular shirt that Givenchy had just come out, slightly tight trousers underneath, and his hair was dyed black and gray.

When he saw Song Bingjue and Mu goodnight, he couldn't help but have a smile on his face:

"Why are you here?"

After that, he whispered a few words to the blonde woman beside him, and then walked over with his female companion, he looked at Mu Goodnight, obviously still not understanding how the person who suddenly disappeared before appeared in the UK:

"Good night sister, why are you here? You weren't-"

"The previous incident was a misunderstanding."

She didn't know whether the Cheng family and Shen Yu were antagonistic or something else, so she could only prevaricate, "But it happened suddenly, so I made you worried." ”

"We are all trivial matters, when you just had an accident, Brother Song was terrible."

couldn't help but scratch his head, he didn't want to get to the bottom of it, so he said:

"But now it's nice to see you're safe."

Looking at the blonde woman beside him, who was still the young lady of the Medici family who was with him last time, Mu Wan'an couldn't help but sigh for Song Jiajia, but the Cheng family is hereditary, and the relationship is intertwined, if Jiajia is really with Cheng Wushuang, I am afraid that it will be difficult to have a happy life.

"Where do you live now? Aren't you all still staying in hotels? ”

Suddenly remembering their accommodation problem, Cheng Wushuang hurriedly asked.