Bamboo Yunju, the decoration here is as elegant as its name, located in a corner of the square, three sides are planted with all kinds of bamboo, the whole S city is the only one, the environment is very elegant, tea and bamboo fragrance, not far away there is a special person to pluck the guzheng, quite a bit of elegant dust artistic conception.

Especially at this time, the drizzle outside is sprinkled on the verdant bamboo leaves, and the leaves are full of water and drip to the ground.

Looking at these bamboos, Wushuang felt that he had finally lived up to this spring rain.

In a short period of time, the relationship between the two has changed dramatically.

One skillfully comprehends the tea ceremony, the other looks at the spring rain sprinkled on the bamboo leaves, and from time to time comes back to his senses and takes a sip of the tea he has just replaced, and the two occasionally say this, without a theme, but without the slightest sense of embarrassment.

I cherish such a quiet leisure time.

Until a gentle voice broke the silence—

"Chen'er ......"

Mu Jinchen raised his eyes when he heard the voice, and a trace of softness flashed on his handsome face, "Sister, are you there today?" ”

Mu Zhilan nodded, but her eyes looked at Jing Wushuang for a moment, and her watery eyes flashed with a hint of appreciation.

"Chen'er, why don't you introduce your friends to my sister?"

"This is Jing Wushuang, the granddaughter of Grandpa's former comrade-in-arms Uncle Xia." Mu Jinchen knew what his sister was thinking, and in one sentence he named Wushuang's identity.

Mu Zhilan nodded clearly, "It turned out to be Uncle Jingshan's granddaughter?" It's a little godlike. ”

Wushuang is a little embarrassed, where can you see that she looks like her grandfather?

"Wushuang, this is my sister, Mu Zhilan."

Unparalleled......

It turned out to be such a feeling when he heard his name from such a man's mouth, and because his voice was too good, Wushuang was a little stupid when he heard it.

looked at Mu Jinchen in a daze, and only came back to his senses after half a sound.

Wushuang was a little embarrassed by Mu Zhilan, and blushed and said to her, "Hello Miss Mu, I'm Jing Wushuang." ”

Mu Zhilan, who has read countless people, hid her face and smiled, she didn't expect that her younger brother used to like this, and it is rare to see a girl who blushes at every turn, she still looks so young.

"If Wushuang doesn't dislike it, call me Sister Lan, by the way, if you have time in the evening, come to the house with Chen'er for a light meal."

It's impossible to go to Mu's house for dinner, but Mu Zhilan, who is as tender as water, doesn't know how to say the words of refusal.

She has a very soft maternal brilliance, and she even flashed her mother's figure, but she and Mu Jinchen are allies at most, and they can't just go to see their parents like this.

Mu Jinchen frowned, glanced at Jing Wushuang, let go of his handsome eyebrows, and said lightly, "Sister, you are scared of Wushuang, today we only officially met for the first time, next time." ”

When Mu Zhilan heard this, the relationship was not yet stable, but don't be messed up by her, she changed her voice softly, "Look at my temperament, don't be surprised by Wushuang, I just look at you and think you like it, so I am so presumptuous." ”

Wushuang waved his hand and said no.

"Chen'er, you and Wushuang sit down first, and I will order the kitchen to make a few special snacks to bring you tea." After saying hello, Mu Zhilan walked away with a sense of humor, leaving the space for them.

Looking at Mu Zhilan's ambiguous smile, Wushuang was embarrassed again.

Wait, what did she say? She commanded the kitchen?

Wushuang's inquiring eyes looked at Mu Jinchen.

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