Fiancé is domineering

Chapter 120 Misunderstanding of Cohabitation! 04
Lu Nanfeng looked at me and said seriously, "Ye Yuanxi, you should study hard with your friends and treat people better, you know?"

Is he teaching me how to behave?

"I'll consider your opinion, but I also want to say something, Lu Nanfeng, you should also learn how to be a guest, at least, don't treat yourself as a 'host'." I replied very bluntly.

"No, I think Nanfeng is very polite." Youli interjected, I really wanted to slap her to wake her up, but I knew it was useless, Youli was so fascinated by his gentle smile that she didn't know What has become, a slap can't wake you up.

Forget it, don't bother to argue with them.

"I have something to go out. You guys are chatting so speculatively, so let's talk slowly. I'll go first." After finishing speaking, I was about to leave, but when I thought of something important, I turned to them again, "Also, you guys are going out When shopping, remember to lock the door for me, thank you."

Smiling at them, I just walked away, regardless of their attitude.

I was depressed as soon as I came out, it is obviously my home, why should I let them out?He should be told to go to Youli's house.

Come out now, where am I going?

Forget it, I can only go to the supermarket first.

I was about to walk out to the bus station when a car drove over and stopped beside me. I recognized this car. Isn't this Mu Yingmo's car?

But it's impossible, he should be in...

As soon as I thought of this, the car door was already pushed open, and it was none other than Mu Yingmo who got out of the car.

"You..." I couldn't believe my eyes, but the guy in front of me was Mu Yingmo, that's right, his eyes weren't blurred, could it be that I'm still sleeping, dreaming a sweet dream? "I, am I not dreaming?"

"What do you think?" Mu Yingmo in front of him was a little cold, and his handsome facial features gave people a feeling of displeasure.

"I don't think I'm dreaming either, but shouldn't you be at school at this time?" I asked him, he wouldn't worry about driving back early in the morning because there was a boy living in my house, right?

He looked at me with a bad tone, "You don't want me to come back?"

"Of course not, it's just..."

He interrupted me, "Go in first, I'm hungry, cook me a bowl of noodles."

(End of this chapter)