The Boss is Very Busy

MuMian was waiting in the box very early, and the other party was a little slow, so she simply took out the script to familiarize herself with the lines.

After the meeting, the boy walked in with the waiter.

MuMian put away the script and glanced at him: "When are you in class?"

Mu Juan glanced at the menu on the table, and drew out a few favorites in MuMian at random. He lowered his eyes and answered casually: "Seven o'clock."

"Okay." MuMian nodded: "I will send you back then."

Mu Juan raised his head and looked at her with some surprise, and he pressed his lower lip.

"No need."

MuMian frowned, her beautiful face was reflected by the light, and her skin looked as fair as jade.

"Any questions?"

Mu Jiang looked at her carefully.

After returning to the hotel, MuMian took off his makeup, took a random shot, put on his hat and went out.

She has grown into a star face, and the girl's porcelain-white cheeks are not stained with powder, which is already incredible.

But the boy frowned and said: "You look like this..."

MuMian: "?"

Mu Juan frowned, as if he didn't know how to speak. After two seconds, he stared at the girl's face and discussed: "Would you like to go back and put on some makeup?"

"..."

"Otherwise, I am afraid that others will not say that you are my mother."

"..."

"Everyone says you are my grandma."

-

After eating, MuMian drove back to the hotel.

When Mu Tian arrived at school, the evening self-study had been in class for twenty minutes.

Staring at the teacher and the classmates, Mu Juan sat in his seat. As soon as he put down his schoolbag, the people in the back row leaned in.

"Mu Tien, how are you and that woman?"

Mu Jiang was expressionless and without looking back, he took out the book in his schoolbag and threw it on the table: "It's nothing."

The people in the back row saw that his tone was not very good, so they didn't dare to say anything, so he screamed and prepared to sit back.

The black-haired boy suddenly turned his head, and he twitched the corners of his lips coldly.

"I found out suddenly."

The classmate looked over again: "Huh?"

"She's a bit ugly." He turned around and added: "I can't stand it anymore."

"..."

After he had finished speaking, when no one could react, with the sound of the cup tilting and the warm boiling water on his body, Mu Jiang stood up abruptly and looked at the pants in the corner of the wet shirt.

Mu Juan met a pair of dark and clear eyes, his clothes clinging to his body wet, he moved his lips, his expression was indescribable: "... buddy, what are you doing?"

An Yin raised her attractive long eyelashes, gave him a glance, and then pursed her lips. She looked serious and calm, but her tone was not ashamed: "Sorry, I didn't hold it firmly."

"..."

Mujuan's stand up movement alarmed the teacher. The teacher looked at him sternly. The boy was still standing there, unable to help his heart attacking: "Mujuan, what are you doing?"

Mu Juan opened his mouth. Before he had time to defend himself, the teacher shouted again: "Although you are late, it is not easy to listen to the class. If you like to stand, go to the door."

"..."

The next day, after a few scenes in MuMian, a supporting role was filmed.

Taking advantage of class, the school was very quiet, MuMian took the script to the small garden of the school, found a place to sit down, and concentrate on memorizing the lines.

After a while, there was a gentle sound of footsteps in her ears, with shadows covering her face, MuMian's complexion, she raised her eyes, and what caught her eye was a pair of white sneakers.

She slowly moved her gaze upward, following the other's slender figure.

Until the line of sight fell on his face.