Mu Yutian only felt that her jaw hurt to an extreme value, and suddenly became numb.

"Do you like this kind of woman now?" Ye Wanhe didn't mean to let go, and her eyes swept lightly over Mu Yutian's body a few times.

Mu Yutian always felt that this person, looking at herself, seemed to have not only contempt, but also an emotion that she couldn't explain.

What is it?

She doesn't understand!

"Things used to happen...... Forgotten all about? Ye Wanhe raised her eyebrows slightly, quite amorous, "But...... If you go back with me this time, you won't regret it. ”

Before...... Mu Yutian couldn't help frowning.

And what was it before? Does Murong Yan's past have anything to do with her?

She hadn't forgotten...... When he went to eat roast duck, the instructor also asked Murong Yan if he had forgotten the past.

"Shut up...... Then let her go. Murong Yanxing looked at Ye Wanhe coldly, and although he didn't speak in a tone that was too impatient, he was a little angry.

"When did you start talking like that to your chief?" Ye Wanhe said this, but his hand really let go of Mu Yutian.

"I have set up my own Third Army, and I will no longer be subordinate to the regular army, you ...... I'm not my commander anymore. Murong Yanxing walked over and held Mu Yutian directly in his arms.

Mu Yutian fell into Murong Yanxing's arms, and what he smelled on the tip of his nose was the smell of Murong Yanxing, and his body temperature and breath made people extremely relieved.

In fact, she wasn't too scared just now, although she felt that Ye Wanhe seemed to be very unfriendly to her, but it seemed that she didn't really mean to hurt her.

“jun1 zhǎng！！”

Another car stopped not far away, and the people in the car probably saw the current situation clearly, and the two people quickly got out of the car at lightning speed.

Feng Qingliu was the first to rush over, and when he saw several people surrounding Murong Yanxing, he took a pose and was about to make a move.

Ye Wanhe raised his hand slightly: "Go back today, anyway...... We'll have a chance to see you again, and ...... I'm sure you'll come back on your own initiative. ”

Ye Wanhe...... What is he doing here......" Qiao Ningmo wondered as he came to Murong Yanxing's side, "jun1 zhǎng, we're late, and there is a traffic jam on the road...... You also know that the road to the Imperial City ......"

They are not Ye Wanhe, swaggering to drive a military car, and no one dares to stop them.

Murong Yanxing shook his head, as if he was still recalling what Ye Wanhe had just said.

The regular army, once did that to him...... What other reason does he have to go back?

"Murong Yan's punishment." Mu Yutian was in his arms and called him softly.

Mu Yutian's voice, like a crisp wind chime, woke up Murong Yanxing, and he came to his senses: "It's okay." Let's go. ”

Feng Qingliu stood in place, glanced at Mu Yutian, did not make a sound, and honestly returned to the co-pilot's seat.

The driver was still Murong Yanxing's chief of security, Qiao Ningmo.

The back seat is naturally the special seat for Mu Yutian and Murong Yanxing.

Mu Yutian and Murong Yanxing sat side by side.

The car drove steadily, and she turned her face to look out the window.

On the heart, it was like a little ant crawling, itchy, and suddenly, I was a little curious about Murong Yan's punishment in the past.

"Does it hurt?" Murong Yanxing stretched out his hand and gently turned her little face around, with a hint of tenderness that even he could hardly detect.