She answered the phone and said aggrievedly: "Do you still know to call to say hello?" ”

Mu Jinnian on the other end of the phone tightened his tone and asked, "What's wrong with you?" You okay? ”

"It's okay, it's just that my foot is bleeding."

Mu Xichen was silent for a few seconds, and the sound of him starting the engine came from the microphone.

"Where are you? I'm going to look for you now. ”

"I was kicked out, on the private road of the Mu family's mansion."

"I'll be there shortly."

Mu Xichen did not hang up the phone.

Shen Xin originally thought that she would have to wait for a while, but she didn't expect that Mu Xichen's car appeared in front of her in less than three minutes.

Pulling the car in front of her, he pushed the door open and stepped over.

"What's wrong? Why is my foot bleeding? ”

He crouched down in front of her, pinched her feet with his big palm, looked at it, and was relieved when he didn't see any injuries.

"Here's it."

She showed him her heels.

Only then did Mu Xichen know that he had been hit by his shoes, and although the wound was small, it hurt to look at.

"Let's go, let's get in the car first."

He was going to pick her up from the stone pier.

Shen Xin grabbed his sleeve and said, "Wait a minute." ”

"What's wrong?"

"Why did you get there so quickly, are you nearby?"

"Well, I'll wait for you outside."

It turned out that he didn't ignore her, but had been waiting for her silently outside.

"And when are you going to wait?"

"Wait until you're done with dinner."

He flipped up his watch and looked at it: "Half an hour later?" ”

"Then why didn't you tell me earlier? I've walked so far alone. ”

"I'm afraid you'll call me domineering again."

“……”

It turned out that he was afraid of being said.

Mu Xichen looked at her: "What about you?" What's going on? Why are you still being kicked out? ”

"The eldest young master suspects that I don't like you, and just uses you to get close to him and wants to marry him." She suddenly laughed to herself: "Was Young Master Mu so self-righteous before?" ”

"The main reason is that the identity of the ruler of the Mu family is indeed too tempting, and too many women covet it, so everyone has been pestered to be annoyed."

Mu Xichen chuckled, raised his hand and touched the top of her hair: "The woman in the whole world, probably only you are not the identity of the mistress of the Mu family." ”

"Who said I wasn't rare."

Shen Xin pretended to be dissatisfied and muttered: "If you hadn't been in the way, I would already be the mistress of the Mu family." ”

Mu Xichen's face changed slightly.

She pretended not to see it and added, "It's a pity." ”

The corners of Mu Xichen's lips twitched: "Or, I'll send you back?" Anyway, it's not impossible to let the eldest brother lose his memory again. ”

After speaking, he got up and grabbed her wrist: "Let's go, I'll send you back now." ”

His expression was so serious, she was a little anxious.

Pull his sleeve: "Mu Xichen, is there any humor?" I ......"

The latter words were blocked by his lips.

She was stunned for a moment.

Only then did I realize that I had been tricked by him.

She sat on the stone pier and let his lips wrap around hers little by little.

For the first time, she didn't raise her hands to resist when he approached her.

It's just that when he didn't let go for a long time, he reminded him inarticulately: "Mr. Mu, can you not be embarrassed here......

In case it is seen by the people of the Mu family, how bad it is.

Mu Xichen let go of her, put his forehead against her and said in a dumb voice, "Where do you want to go?" ”

"Go home."

"Okay."

After Mu Xichen finally dropped a kiss on her forehead, he picked her up horizontally and walked towards the car.

She didn't expect that Mu Xichen would take her back to her home in the Binjiang capital.

But come to think of it, she doesn't have a home anymore.

Except here, it doesn't seem to fit anywhere.

From the moment he got out of the car, Mu Xichen kept hugging her horizontally, easily, as simple as hugging a doll.

And she carried her high heels in her hand and buried her face in his arms.

Anyway, if others can't see her face, it's not a shame for her.

Mu Xichen carried her to the gate and stood still.

He didn't have the hand to open the lock, so he had to bow his head to her and say, "Open the door." ”

Shen Xin got out of his arms and looked around: "Have you arrived?" ”

"Here we are." He laughed.

Smile with doting eyes.

She reached out and pressed her fingerprint on it, and the door opened.

"Mr. Mu, haven't you changed your fingerprints?"

"Hmm."

"Why don't you change it?"

She asked knowingly, and she wanted to hear something nice from him.

And he didn't disappoint her.

"Wait for you to get home."

He kicked the door open, walked in with her in his arms, and closed it with his heels.

Then he put her on the small low cabinet, and couldn't wait to continue what he had just done on the side of the road.

“……”

Shen Xin was a little speechless.

Is this guy that impatient?

But when he took off his blazer, she suddenly thought of something and asked, "Mr. Mu, how is the injury on your shoulder?" ”

She flipped his shirt down with her small hands, ready to examine his wounds.

Mu Xichen was a little speechless, and asked in a dumb voice with his forehead against her, "Do you only care about my wounds at this time?" ”

"Of course you have to care."

"It's been so many days, and it doesn't hurt anyway?"

"Not necessarily."

She remembered that his wound had been split open countless times afterwards, each time it had become a new wound, and it would be nice if he hadn't died of infection.

She flipped his shirt back, and sure enough, she saw that his wound had not yet completely scabbed.

"Mr. Mu, your wound is still very serious."

She looked down at him, with concern and reproach: "Your injury is 100% scarred, how can you be so uncaring for your body?" ”

“……”

Mu Xichen couldn't wait to knock her out directly in his arms.

"Can you leave my injuries alone?"

He grabbed her hands and grabbed her chin with the other hand and wrapped it around her again.

The tone was ambiguous: "Isn't it just a little injury, I'll talk to you later." ”