Jun Moye has never been to modern times, and this can be said to be the first contact.

Novel worlds, novel food, novel things, everything is so new.

Can......

Novelty is novelty, there is still a sense of taste that should be there, and there are ideas that should be there.

"Xiao Yue'er, did you eat all the food you used to eat?" The man put down the fork in his hand, picked up a tissue on the side and wiped his mouth elegantly.

Mu Hanyue blinked, then shook her head and said, "No, there are a lot of things to eat here." If you don't like it, we'll change it tomorrow. ”

With so many restaurants, there's always something to his liking.

Jun Moye nodded, but didn't say anything.

In fact, he is a very satisfied person, as long as Mu Hanyue is by his side, everything is fine. But if she wasn't by his side, he wouldn't be in trouble.

Listening to the words of the two, Rakshasa put down the knife and fork in his hand and quipped with a smile: "Is this because he spoils you more, or do you spoil him more?" ”

Although the words were joking, there was a touch of sincere blessing in his eyes.

Although the two had an ordinary conversation, it invisibly revealed a sweetness.

This man is very fond of the cold moon, and the rakshasa can see it clearly.

His gaze never left the woman beside him. Although there are not many people in the restaurant, there are also good-looking women, but his sight has never left Mu Hanyue.

Mu Hanyue raised her eyes to look at her, hooked her lips and smiled: "Isn't it natural for men to spoil women?" ”

Rakshasa waved his hand and corrected: "No, no, no, there are so many scumbags in this world, and they don't even have the most basic sincerity, how can they be spoiled?" ”

Even if it is spoiled, it is only deliberately disguised on the surface, and everyone takes what they need.

Mu Hanyue's hand cutting the steak paused slightly, and looked at the woman with a slight surprise: "How can you be so clear?" Don't you already have someone you like? ”

Rakshasa would fall in love with a man, something she had never thought about.

Luo Che just smiled and didn't speak, quietly listening to the two of them, and the atmosphere in which the four of them got along was very harmonious. Although seven years have passed, the friendship between them is still there and has never changed, which is what he is most happy about.

"Yue, have you forgotten what I once said?"

Mu Hanyue stared at the woman for a few moments, and then smiled evilly and said, "Naturally, I remember that you once said that if you can't find someone who can be entrusted for life in this life, you will marry me." ”

It seems that the absurd words contain the most innocent feelings.

Rakshasa smiled slightly, and was about to speak, when suddenly a gaze was projected towards her in front of her. The woman raised her eyes and saw that she happened to meet the man's purple eyes.

Jun Moye looked at the woman with a smile, revealing a laziness all over his body, but his posture was extremely elegant: "You say, you want to marry Xiao Yue'er?" ”

Rakshasa subconsciously wanted to say yes, but when she looked at the man's increasingly dangerous purple eyes, she was slightly stunned in her heart, she didn't expect that a joke would provoke this man's heart.

But......

Rakshasa hooked the corners of his lips and generously admitted: "Yes, Yue said it very clearly, this is what I said before." ”

She remembered, and Mu Hanyue also remembered, it had never changed.

Jun Moye picked up the wine glass on the side and put it in front of his nose and sniffed it, then drank all the wine in the cup, frowned without a trace, and then said lightly with thin lips: "Xiao Yue'er doesn't like women, you don't have a chance." ”