Although the woman had said that he was not allowed to tell her about the things she had been here, he thought about it for a while, and then recalled the scenes where Yun Zhongge and Mu Ziyi got along in the past few days, and made up his mind in his heart and decided to tell the matter.

With Yun Zhongge's character, if he concealed this matter, once he knew about it, he would not be the only one who suffered.

Yun Zhongge's eyes narrowed dangerously, and his voice was as cold as ice: "What is that woman doing here?" ”

The man in black trembled slightly, then calmed down and roughly recounted the conversation between the two in the hall.

The temperature in the air was still cold, and the cold had not dissipated, and the man in black lowered his head, and he didn't dare to gasp for fear of angering the man in the ink robe in front of him.

The breeze blew lightly, rolling up the man's robe, invisibly making the temperature in the air very low and cold.

Yun Zhongge raised his eyes lazily, glanced at the man in black in front of him, his eyes were cold and terrifying, and walked straight towards Mu Ziyi's residence.

As the ink-robed man left, the black-robed man's body immediately burned into a black flame, which turned to ashes in the next second, drifting into the air with the breeze.

……

Mu Ziyi didn't rest, but was drawing something with a pen and paper in front of the desk, and her expression was very focused, so she didn't even notice that someone in the room had entered.

When the figure approached, Mu Ziyi blinked, the movements in her hands did not stop, and she still painted: "How did I draw?" ”

Glancing at the slightly blurred back on the drawing paper, Yun Zhongge's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a dangerous light in his eyes.

At a glance, he could tell that it was a man. It's a man's back, to be exact.

didn't hear the man's answer, Mu Ziyi didn't mind, and said shallowly: "Recently, this figure has always appeared in my mind, but it is as blurry as ever, so it may be better to draw him, maybe I will remember something." ”

"It doesn't matter, why waste time." The man's thin lips opened lightly, and his voice was as cold as water.

"It doesn't matter to you, ...... to me," the woman said, pausing for a moment before finishing the last stroke, and then continued: "This is my life, you want my life to be incomplete and blank, I don't want to." ”

Yun Zhongge's eyebrows twisted, and then as if he had thought of something, his eyebrows flirted: "Are you angry about today's events?" ”

Mu Ziyi put down the pen in her hand, raised her eyes to look at the man beside her, and smiled: "Being angry will only make a woman old, it's not worth it." Besides, that woman is not worth making me angry. ”

She's not angry, she's really not angry.

I just hate that woman.

Yun Zhongge gently stroked her hair, stared at her beautiful face, and smiled softly: "Woman, you must not know how cute and seductive you are." ”

Mu Ziyi blinked, and then said with a light smile: "Then it must be that you have no vision, I have always been so cute." ”

Yun Zhongge didn't fight with her, but just smiled lowly.

Seeing him like this, Mu Ziyi couldn't help but roll her eyes and ignored him.

"Don't have too much to do with that woman, I'll take care of her." Anyone who bothered her, damned.

Yun Zhongge, are you afraid that I will hurt her? That's why I couldn't wait to remind her not to let her have anything to do with that woman.

Mu Ziyi squinted her eyes and didn't speak, just lowered her head, as if looking at the back of the man on the painting.