Mu Xin glanced at him lightly, and his expression was indifferent: "Mr. Xiang, carry the pigweed to Lao Wang's house." ”

She looked up at You Heng again, bent her eyebrows and smiled lightly: "Ah Heng, you can accompany me to send my friend home." ”

You Heng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Okay." ”

"Heart!"

Xiang Xiuhan strode over, grabbed Mu Xin's wrist, his cold eyes, and a strong domineering, "You go with me." ”

Mu Xin looked down at his hand, "Mr. Xiang, please let go." ”

Xiang Xiuhan's face was calm, he took her hand, turned around and left.

Louis XIV, bright and dripping, fell to the ground suddenly.

You Hengren was tall and big, and his long legs straddled, and he stood in front of Xiang Xiuhan, he bowed his head and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Xiang, Mu Xin let you go." ”

"Get out of the way!"

Xiang Xiuhan raised his head, and his cold eyes burst out with raging fire.

The murderous aura that he couldn't hide was enough to make people tremble.

You Heng lowered his head and glanced at him lightly, without the slightest fear, "I only listen to Sister Mu." ”

Mu Xin was still struggling hard, trying to break free of Xiang Xiuhan's hand, but she was tightly clasped, her wrist hurt for a while, and she shouted angrily: "Xiang Xiuhan, you let me go, I was scratched by you." ”

Xiang Xiuhan listened, looked down at Mu Xin's white and tender wrist, and was a little red when he grabbed it.

Seeing this, he hurriedly let go of his hand, very flustered, "I'm sorry, Xinxin, I didn't mean to." ”

Mu Xin looked at the red marks on his wrists, and then looked at his flustered emotions, and couldn't help but be soft in his heart, but when he thought of those two, he used Lu Xi to anger her, and she was angry.

"Xiang Xiuhan, if you can't stand it, go back, don't stay here and disturb me, if you want to stay, just settle down and don't make trouble."

Xiang Xiuhan: "Heart ......"

"Otherwise, I don't know what else I will do." Mu Xin glared at him angrily, meaning something.

Xiang Xiuhan's heart tightened, and he understood that she was a marriage certificate.

Mu Xin bent down and picked up Louis XIV who had fallen to the ground, stained with dust, and some of it, and then glared at him, ignoring him.

"Heart." Xiang Xiuhan couldn't help but grab the corner of her clothes, and then gently tugged at it.

Such a subtle movement made Mu Xin's heart soften, and he almost couldn't control it, and he turned around and threw himself into his arms.

"What?"

Mu Xin was ruthless, turned his head and glared at him angrily, and his tone was very angry.

Xiang Xiuhan raised his eyes to look at her, and then handed over the wildflowers in his hand, "Can you accept it?" ”

His tone was very heartfelt, and even more so with a humble and begging tone.

This made Mu Xin even more soft-hearted.

She looked down at the wild flowers, which were daisies, and some wild flowers in the mountains, such a cluster was very bright and bright.

And her eyes saw his hand, which was originally intact, with thin scars, which should have been cut by weeds, and his handsome face, which also had a few blood marks.

Hey, just looking at it makes my heart soft.

"Just because I accept it doesn't mean I forgive you." She kept a straight face, cold.

Xiang Xiuhan listened, his eyes lit up, and he nodded, "I know." ”

Mu Xin looked at his shining eyes, his heart softened, and then took the flower in his hand and hugged it slightly.

It was nothing but a jumble of wildflowers, inferior to the bright, precious Louis XIV.

But You Heng saw the difference.

Mu Xin hugged the wild flowers, like holding a treasure, while the precious Louis XIV was slightly tilted and could fall at any time.