Reborn as a Good Child

In the evening, the sky was dark, Bai Xueqing drove the car to the house, and the eyes looked inadvertently. I did not expect to see an unexpected person. I saw Mu Jingyuan walking slowly on the sidewalk, back view Still tall and straight, but it makes people feel awkwardly vulnerable.

Bai Xueqing likes Mu Jingyuan. She has a good background and strong ability. Many men can hardly hope for their backs. Of course, they are very proud. However, Mu Jingyuan is the first man to make her tempted.

Mu Jingyuan was tall and handsome, and although he was very young, his parents both died. However, such a blow failed to kill him. He quickly took up the spirit and took over Muhammad. The old fox circulated, and saved his father's efforts without being taken away. After a few years of polishing, he was more and more comfortable in the mall, and even too many old foxes had to bow down in front of him, enough to explain his ability.

His family is good, his appearance is good, his heart is tough, his wrists are superb, and he is self-satisfied. They are very close to each other, but they never find out that he has any lover or confidante. In today's society, such a man is simply one of the best. Under the long-term contact, Bai Xueqing gradually became very fond of him.

Her temper has always been to dare to love and hate, and will never miss the marriage because of those ridiculous faces. Since I like it, I will definitely strive for my own happiness.

A while ago, Mu Jingyuan’s mood was low. Although she did not know the reason, she seized the opportunity and accompanied him as much as possible. It was like a good friend and a close relationship with Mu Jingyuan.

Now she sees that Mu Jingyuan is alone on the road, her emotions are so sloppy, and she naturally wants to see what is going on.

When she saw Mu Jingyuan walking into a bar, she stopped and the car went in. The bar was not too noisy. She quickly saw Mu Jingyuan in the corner.

His coat was on the chair next to him, wearing only a shirt on his body, his sleeves rolled up, revealing a strong arm, leaning against a single sofa, and holding a glass of wine in his slender, well-defined hands. Zhengmai looked at the life around him, and his face was a little confused.

Bai Xueqing’s heart hurts. This man has always been strong and confident. What is it that can make such a powerful man show such a stunned look?

Bai Xueqing approached him and said: "Jingyuan, how can a person drink?"

Mu Jingyuan looked up and saw her, and he smiled and said: "Snow sunny? How are you here?"

Bai Xueqing said bluntly: "When you see you coming in, just come over and drink."

Mu Jingyuan smiled low and said: "Miss White wants to drink, is it still used? I am afraid that the queue is not up to the number."

Bai Xueqing sat down on the sofa beside him and reached out and said, "Why are you joking with me, let's talk, what makes us so unhappy?"

Mu Jingyuan drank the wine from the cup and reached for a cup: "What can I do?"

Bai Xueqing took a cup and poured the wine and touched him: "We have known since childhood, why should you marry me? I thought we were friends."

Mu Jingyuan looked up at her and said: "Since you are a friend, why are you going to get to the bottom?"

Bai Xueqing raised his hand and made a surrender: "Well, I don't ask, you want to drink, I will accompany you."