I'm in the modeling circle

Chapter 148 Dating ([-])

Even Nie Qing sent a text message, "If you really want to announce your relationship, tell me in advance and I will make arrangements!"

? ?Didn't you tell me to post some group photos to prevent fans from thinking I'm gay?
Moreover, she was too embarrassed to take a photo with Lin Zixuan, so she purposely only took a photo of the hot pot, and things turned out like this.

In the driver's seat, Lin Zixuan was driving along the road, occasionally glanced sideways at Mu Sheng, but quickly moved away as if to avoid it.

When the red light stopped, he asked again, "What's wrong?" A pair of amber eyes looked over.

Mu Sheng had a headache and didn't know how to explain this matter, so he hesitated and said, "Didn't I just take a photo and upload it on the Internet?"

Lin Zixuan responded lightly, "Is there such a problem?"

The girl raised her hand, a little embarrassed, "I accidentally took a picture of your hand, and now everyone on Weibo thinks that I have announced my relationship." After speaking, she took a peek at the man's expression.

At this time, when the green light was on, the man turned his head sideways to release the brake, lightly stepped on the accelerator, and crossed the intersection. Under the illumination of the warm yellow street lights on both sides, the man's side face seemed a bit hazy, let alone clearly seen. The look on his face.

Mu Sheng looked away, sat in the passenger seat and remained silent, thinking about how to solve this matter?
Do you want to delete Weibo, repost it or ignore this matter?

But deleting Weibo, will it appear to be a cover-up?Mu Sheng was a little distressed.

Just when Mu Sheng was engrossed in his thoughts, the car stopped, and a cold male voice came from beside him, "I don't mind."

Before Mu Sheng could react, "What?"

"I said I don't mind." Lin Zixuan turned his head and looked at Mu Sheng intently with a smile in his eyes, "Let things on Weibo develop naturally."

Mu Sheng nodded in a daze, "It's fine if you don't mind." Then he realized that he had already gone downstairs to the apartment, "I really trouble you today!"

As he said that, he was about to open the door to get out of the car when a big hand suddenly grabbed his wrist gently.

"?" Mu Sheng stopped and looked at the man in doubt.

Lin Zixuan leaned forward and took out a paper bag from the back seat, and took out a snow-white wool scarf with two fluffy pompoms embroidered on the corner of the scarf, and handed it to Mu Sheng.

"This is?" The girl took it, somewhat surprised.

"Christmas Eve gift."

Mu Sheng was taken aback, apparently not expecting this reason. Although today was Christmas Eve, she had no idea of ​​celebrating this Western festival. She reached out to take the soft scarf, her fingertips inadvertently brushed Lin Zixuan's palm, and the man felt scratched. The place where it passed seems to be a little hot.

Mu Sheng opened the scarf and gently wrapped it around her neck. It felt soft and comfortable to the touch, and it was very comfortable to wear.

Suddenly, I seemed to feel something in the corner of the scarf. I opened it and found that there were two English letters "MS" embroidered on the corner. It was the technique of the man next to him.

The corners of Mu Sheng's mouth could not be restrained from rising, revealing two small dimples, with a bit of joy, as if it was the first time he had received such a well-prepared gift.

"You embroidered it?" Mu Sheng blinked, and looked sideways at the man next to him. His handsome facial features seemed a little hazy under the illumination of the street lamp at the moment.

Lin Zixuan responded lightly, glanced at the hair on the top of the girl's head, and couldn't help asking, "Do you like it?" His tone was a little casual, but his heart was already tense.

When Zhang Qing reminded him, he had already started thinking in his mind, what kind of gift should he make?Clothes, hats, scarves?
What do you look like?What kind of color does Mu Sheng like?

All of this was recalled in Lin Zixuan's mind. Lin Zixuan drew no less than [-] chapters of drawings for the style of the letter in Mu Sheng's hand, and it was not until the day before yesterday that it was finally finalized.

Mu Sheng caressed these two English letters lightly, as if feeling the hard work and heart of the embroiderer.

"I didn't even have time to prepare a gift for you," Mu Sheng murmured a little softly, and suddenly couldn't help but feel his heart move, "What kind of gift do you want?
"Anything is fine, I don't choose." As long as you send it.

Mu Sheng only felt that his heart was beating so fast at this moment, and he couldn't explain why, but felt that his heart was beating so fast at this moment because of this man.

After a long time, Mu Sheng lowered his eyes and smiled, "Then I'll choose a gift and send it to your studio in a few days." Before Lin Zixuan could respond, Mu Sheng had already gotten out of the car.

Under the street lights, the man sat in the driver's seat, sighed contentedly, and after a long time, he started the car and left.

(End of this chapter)