The voice from behind him made Mu Xinmeng's body stiffen and turn back suddenly.

The tall figure, under the sun, and the green mountains and blue behind him have become his background board, and they make him tall, like a mountain shrouded in front of her.

The resolute face and the smile on the corners of the lips are like black flowers hidden in the dark.

"It's you." Seeing him appear, Mu Xin frowned.

When he appeared behind her, she didn't know.

You Heng nodded lightly, "Sister Mu, I'm here to repay the favor." ”

"You've given the money." Mu Xin stood up and looked at him with raised eyes, "Moreover, I didn't do it to save you, but to save myself, and saving you is just incidental." ”

You Heng walked up to her and looked down at her, "There is an old Chinese saying that the grace of saving lives should be promised by one's body." ”

Mu Xin looked up at this man who was 1.9 meters tall, and only felt that he lowered his head like this, more like a mountain enveloping her, which was very oppressive

"I have a husband, so what you say now is revenge."

This mixed-race man, what the hell is thinking, is gone, why is he coming back.

He shouted, "Zat." ”

"Yes."

Mu Xin looked up and saw a man in a tunic wearing a tunic, holding a bouquet of Louis XIV in his hand, and handed it to You Heng.

Then You Heng held the flowers and handed them to Mu Xin, "Flowers, they can be transplanted." ”

Mu Xin frowned, looking at the bright flowers, and didn't want to take them at all.

"Xinxin, I'm back."

Hearing Xiang Xiuhan's voice, Mu Xin tilted his head slightly, and saw that behind them, he came back with a bundle of pigweed, and in front of him, he was still holding a handful of colorful flowers.

Xiang Xiuhan looked up at the man standing in front of Mu Xin, handsome and handsome, mixed-race features, wearing expensive customized casual clothes, the innate nobility made people feel deeply pressured.

At a glance, he glanced at Louis XIV in his hand, and then looked down at the wildflowers he had picked in the mountains, and at the plaid shirt he had bought from a roadside stall, with a bundle of pigweed on his back.

Look at Mu Xin again, although she is wearing simple jeans and a white T-shirt, her delicate face and bright smile are like mountain elves.

The heart sank suddenly.

I've met a rival in love.

You Heng also looked down at Xiang Xiuhan, although he was a dignified president, wearing such cheap and rotten clothes, and carrying bundles of pigweed on his back, but the back that was as straight as a proud bamboo, never bent, and the innate nobility of the body, was not to be offended.

For the first time, he felt a huge sense of oppression, even though the other party was not as good as him at this time.

is worthy of being the president, the head of the Xiang family!

"Xinxin, come here." Xiang Xiuhan put down the pigweed on his back, his back was straighter, and his momentum was even worse.

You Heng glanced at him lightly and handed Louis XIV to Mu Xin, "Sister Mu, I mean it." ”

Mu Xin looked at the two of them, and then thought of the anger they received, and when she saw Xiang Xiuhan, she couldn't help but be spineless, and wanted to forgive him.

How can it be so simple!

She also wants him to taste the taste of being stimulated!

"Thank you." Mu Xin took Louis XIV with a smile, lowered his head and sniffed it, raised his eyes and smiled: "The flowers are very beautiful and fragrant, I like them very much." ”

Xiang Xiuhan's face sank suddenly, as if a layer of frost had condensed, and he shouted in a deep voice: "Xinxin." ”