my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 327 You Should Say, I Am Your Muse

When she saw her new look, Lan Mo couldn't help being dumbfounded, and even couldn't help the corners of her mouth twitching. The person in the mirror looked like a college student, pure and lovely, especially the pair of eyes seemed bigger, like a clear pool.

It's just that even though she was in school, she never dressed herself up like this. She felt like a good girl, which didn't suit her at all.

Just about to protest, Guan Zichen pulled her out.

"Hey, don't you think I'm getting smaller now?" Lan Mo gave him a depressed look.

In fact, Guan Zichen just changed into light-colored clothes, which were extremely casual, and his hair seemed to be left untied and messy all the time.

How could he look like the president of a group at this time, let alone the boss of the underworld. Although he was 25 years old, he looked much younger at this time. Standing with him, the two of them looked like a couple in college.

"No, it's so cute." Guan Zichen also turned his head to look at her, yelled something in a low voice, and under Lan Mo's surprised eyes, he quickly bent down and pressed a kiss on her lips.

"Hey!" Lan Mo protested, this sudden kiss would make her heart beat faster.

"Xiaomo, I like to see you smile. Your eyes are like the crooked moon, very beautiful and clear." Guan Zichen sighed, and pulled her towards the car.

"You're a bit weird today. You dress like this with me, and you still say such nasty lines, saying, is there a conspiracy?" Lan Mo grabbed her as she approached the car, and made a pose that was not at all bowed down to her current appearance. Actions.

Pulling his collar, one finger pointed to his nose.

Guan Zichen's black line, grabbed her hand angrily, and reached out to caress her face, "Pay attention to your image, and, what kind of conspiracy can I have, take you on a date."

"Ha! She said it wasn't a conspiracy, just now she said she was looking for inspiration." Lan Mo seemed to grab her bag and laughed. Just like what he said, her eyes were slightly bent into half moons, with fragments of sunlight shining inside.

"Find inspiration on a date." He bit her hand lightly and led her into the car.

"Well, if you can't find it, I'll blame you, my muse, show up quickly." Lan Mo prayed, while watching the constantly changing scenery outside the car.

"It can also be blamed on me, you should say, your muse, then, I am definitely your source of inspiration."

(End of this chapter)