Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

There was no reason why such a sentence sprang out of his mind, and then he raised his eyelids slightly, with a very obvious scorn and disdain in his voice, "when you go out, remember to take the door with you."

As soon as his words came to the ground, president Mu made a loud yawn lazily. His sleepy eyes were just opposite Gu Beihua's alert eyes.

Then Gu Beihua heard him say in confusion, "what gate?"

“......”

With the young master sitting in the same position, I was tired, even almost fell asleep, so I changed the position condescensively?

The corner of Gu Beihua's mouth twitched quickly, as if his gray face had been unchanged for thousands of years. At last, his face moved a little, revealing the vitality of human beings.

Mu Yun rubbed his eyes deeply, and there was no sleepiness at the bottom of his eyes, even very clear.

He raised his hand to cover the smile on his face, cleared his throat and said, "I don't have that kind of interest. I want to see other people's jokes. Didn't you ask me a question today before they took you to the car?"

When he said that, Gu Beihua's eyes suddenly lit up and suddenly looked up at the man opposite.

Mu Yun took a deep look at the mottled scum on his chin overnight. He felt a little better inexplicably, so he showed his intention directly without sarcasm, "I can answer you."

"Who is it?" Gu Beihua opened his mouth without hesitation for a second. His voice was like a broken window paper, which was badly damaged in the fierce wind. Under his cold voice, there was a huge anger, "who told you!"

Seeing this, mu Yunshen smiles and takes his eyes back in no hurry, "but before that, I have another question to ask you. If you can answer me honestly, I'll tell you. "

Gu Beihua didn't answer, the turbulent blood color was surging under his eyes, and he almost swallowed his eyes and pupils together.

He is now like an active volcano in the shape of a human, with frost and snow that will not melt for thousands of years hanging on his face, and a fiery fire surging in his heart.

Mu Yunshen didn't care about his more and more red eyes, only when his reaction was tacit, so he gave a smile and released the beast that had been imprisoned for a long time in his heart.

He looked at the man in front of him and said clearly, "what's the relationship between you and Qu Qingchen?"

It's just a simple question, and there is no unfriendliness in the tone, but mu Yun can see clearly that the blood color in the man's eyes on the other side dissipates most of the time, and is replaced by uncontrollable panic.

Even though the panic only appeared for a moment, it was clearly captured by mu Yunshen.

A moment later, Gu Beihua's face, which had always been meticulous and almost watertight, finally appeared an imperceptible crack. His hard explanation rolled out of the crack, "chen'er is my subordinate and my good friend's daughter."

"Is that really all?" Mu Yunshen quickly took the conversation, and his eyes moved slowly on the person opposite.

Gu Beihua's face muscles are tight. For a long time, he slowly turns his head to look at mu Yunshen. There is a less obvious murderous air in his eyes.

He twisted several rows of tiny wrinkles under his eyelids. When his neck turned, it even made a "click" sound, like an old rusty machine.