The waiter looked at the scene in front of him blankly, and vaguely felt that something was wrong with the development of things, how did these people feel that they knew.

The little boy who followed Mu Fan waved his little fist, looked at Mu Fan with a bright face, nodded in agreement, and said in a low voice.

"That's right, that's right, that's it, Brother Mu Fan is the best! Hum! "Obviously a fan of Mu Fan, in his mind, Mu Fan is the most powerful young generation of their Mu family, there seems to be nothing in this world that he can't do, in the same way, Mu Fan will never make a mistake, he will always be strict with himself, put the family and responsibility first.

At least, this is where Mu Fan makes everyone in the Mu family proud of this, and the family's honor and disgrace are on his shoulders.

But the little boy felt that his Mu Fange was a little too pitiful, never making mistakes, restraining all personal feelings, only robots can do this, humans are not machines, how is it possible.

The current Mu Fan makes the little boy feel that there is a little bit of releasing things that he doesn't usually have, such as personal feelings.

Mu Fan and Ji Baimo are both vigorous existences, even if they don't have anything in their hands, just relying on their fists is enough, and every punch hurts to watch.

The people who were eating around all came closer, as if they hadn't seen such a scene, two handsome-looking men fought in public, Ji Baimo and Mu Fan were more or less hung with colors, looking much more embarrassed than before, Ji Baimo's hair was messy, his forehead was full of fine sweat, the glasses on the bridge of his nose were cracked, the corners of his mouth overflowed with a little blood, his lips were red, and they were slowly raised, he didn't look embarrassed, but extremely noble.

Mu Fan also didn't get any better, the center of the fist was cut by Ji Bai's sunglasses, and now it was bright red, and the left cheek was really hit by Ji Baimo's punch, his mouth was full of blood, and he reached out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth.

There is almost no difference between the two, no one can help anyone, Ji Baimo, who looks extremely weak on weekdays, is not much better than Mu Fan.

"I told you you couldn't take her away." Ji Baimo tidied up his messy collar, in the process of fighting with Mu Fan, Ji Baimo has always paid attention to the direction where Yan Bai is, Yan Bai has been sitting in place very obediently, and then he was very sleepy, the whole person curled up into a small ball, fell asleep on the tatami mat, and was still covered with his coat.

Ji Baimo's gaze hardly left Yan Bai for a long time, and when he looked back at Yan Bai's location again, Yan Bai, who was supposed to be sleeping on the ground obediently, was gone, and only his coat was left on the ground.

Mu Fan obviously also noticed this scene, and he walked quickly to his little cousin, because his little arms and legs had been sitting at the door of the Japanese room, and if there was any movement in the room, he could generally detect it.

"What about people?" Mu Fan's voice was a little hurried.

"That sister is here...... the little boy turned around, originally wanting to say that Yan Bai was lying here asleep, but as soon as he turned around, all he saw was Ji Baimo's black tweed coat and Yan Bai's cat ears in the room.

The person is gone, as if he has disappeared out of thin air.

Ji Baimo's eyes were gloomy and weird.

His innocence was stolen.