89. Chapter 89 I want to kill her for the Nth time
However, the moment he turned back, he saw: Mu Wanqing was carrying an umbrella, swaying and moving forward with difficulty.
Very depressed and speechless, Yang Mufan, with a bad expression and a dark and handsome face, strode forward, grabbed the umbrella in her hand, and covered the two of them firmly and forcefully.
Mu Wanqing was very surprised. She raised her head and stared blankly at the umbrella that covered her head without even swaying. She was very puzzled and very angry: they were obviously holding the same umbrella and blowing the same biting wind. Why?
Mao Yangmufan could hold it with one hand without even shaking it, but she couldn't control it at all, as if she was about to fly?!
Yang Mufan opened his slender legs and took a few steps forward. He found that Mu Wanqing's pig was still standing there, and he couldn't help but feel angry.
He twisted his face and roared loudly: "Mu Wanqing, you idiot, what are you doing standing there?! Oh my God, it's so beautiful?! If you look up at the sky again, believe it or not, I'll twist your neck and make you
Let you stay in that position for the rest of your life?!"
What Yang Mufan is best at is figuring out other people's thoughts and guessing them accurately.
Only...he couldn't guess Mu Wanqing's thoughts.
He didn't know whether it was because Mu Wanqing was just too stupid and her mind was full of dregs instead of brain water, so he couldn't figure it out, or there was some other reason.
However, the only thing that was certain was that he wanted to kill her for the nth time.
Mu Wanqing was frightened out of her wits by admirer Fan's roar that shook the world.
He was stunned at first, then panicked, and hurriedly ran to follow him, shouting urgently: "Right away, right away, I'll come right away, woo hoo~, don't twist my neck, woo woo~, twist my neck, you'll only get dirty."
Your hands are just a waste of your energy and have no effect at all..."
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On the way back to Muyuan.
Mu Wanqing was sitting on the passenger seat, covered in water, hugging herself tightly, shivering.
Although the heater was on in the car, she still felt cold.
At this moment, Yang Mufan was driving seriously and focused.
The cemetery is located in a hilly area far away from the city center of G City. The mountain road is rugged and it rains heavily, so the road back to the city is not easy to walk.
If you are not careful, accidents may occur.
Yang Mufan turned his head slightly and glanced at Mu Wanqing.
Seeing that Mu Wanqing was so cold and miserable, according to Yang Mufan, a cold-blooded man, he would definitely just watch with cold eyes and coldly ignore her.
However, he pulled out a towel from the storage cabinet and threw it towards Mu Wanqing.
Although the towel hit her face very badly, Mu Wanqing was filled with joy.
With eyes of astonishment, ecstasy, and disbelief, he stared passionately at Admiration Fan's perfect side face with clear reincarnation.
It was as if she didn't believe that he would give her a towel at all.
Mu Wanqing suddenly felt warm in her heart, and she didn't seem to be so cold anymore.
After tugging on the towel silently for a while, she put it on her body, and then used both ends of the towel to slowly and carefully wipe her long, wet black hair.
Throughout the whole conversation, Mu Wanqing could not help but secretly purse her lips and smile.
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The black car shuttles quickly and steadily on the mountain road.
When passing through the most rugged ravine, Yang Mufan was about to slow down, but there was a loud "bang".
