Engaged All My Life to You

Ye Jianxi obediently, raised his hand and said seriously: "I promise, I won't say a word to others! After tonight, everything is completely forgotten! "

"You don't have to be so nervous." Mu Luochen's smile gradually deepened.

Ye Jianxi secretly breathed a sigh, he was so nervous, not because he said so serious, "I'm not nervous, I'm not nervous."

Repeat it twice and say you're not nervous?

Mu Luochen's eyes languidly fall on her face, see her nose urgent out of the thin sweat, heart slightly move.

Ye Jianxi is thinking about something. Suddenly he reaches for his hand. Ye is scared. She wants to avoid it, but she doesn't, because she is so scared that she even forgets it.

And the next moment, something soft swept across my forehead.

"It's not a good habit to be duplicative, Miss Ye." Mu Luochen shows a handkerchief in front of her eyes. There are obvious sweat stains on the white handkerchief.

His stiff body suddenly relaxed. Ye Jianxi didn't know where he was. He grabbed the handkerchief and said, "I'm not sweating because I'm nervous. You pulled me too fast just now!"

She blurted out the words, but she startled herself.

Who is mu Luochen? She dares to talk to him like this!

But when he turned his head, he saw a shallow curve in the corner of Mu Luochen's mouth. He didn't mean to be angry Such him, a little less distance, a little more real, like An ordinary friend.

"It's my fault. It shouldn't be that fast?" Mu Luochen laughed and joked.

"What do you think?" Ye Jianxi opened his heart and said the same joke.

"Well, I admit it's my fault. I don't know what Miss Ye wants?" Mu Luochen's serious consultation.

Ye Jianxi tilted his head and said, "let me see. He Mu wants few things, but he can't open his mouth easily."

In other words, she thought deeply.

Mu Luochen looked at her quietly, waiting for her to ask.

After thinking for a while, ye Jianxi was about to say what he thought when a soft and greasy woman's voice suddenly came in, "brother Chen, what are you doing here?"

Ye Jianxi forgot the rest of his words and turned his head to see the man. He was about 20 years old. He was wearing a white peony and gilt edged cheongsam with delicate facial features and meticulous makeup. A pair of apricot eyes were sparkling, and her waist was like a weak willow. As a woman, Rao Shi had to admit that she was a beauty.