Not to mention that Qin Ningrui can't do it yet, even if he can do it, he is currently undergoing closed training and cannot receive any information from the outside world.
Then there is another person, Bai Shaoxuan!
he came.
"Why are you wearing so little?" Lu Yifan looked at Mu Mu. Although his tone was not warm at all, the pity in his eyes could not be concealed.
He wanted to reach out and hug her, but he raised his hand and stopped in mid-air before taking it back.
He took a puff of cigarette and exhaled white mist. He never heard Mu Mu speak, so he asked again: "Bai Shaoxuan is here, do you want to see him?"
He knew that Mu Mu's problem with Bai Shaoxuan was still unresolved. She always blamed Bai Shaoxuan for making a bet with him, so he got involved in her and Qin Ningrui's relationship.
In fact, she didn't know that she was the one who provoked him first.
Mu Mu replied coldly, "No."
Then he turned around and left the study.
The person she swore she would never see again was Bai Shaoxuan.
In one morning, many newspapers and magazines suffered heavy losses, and many network servers were hacked. These unlucky newspapers and websites all reported gossip news about Mu Mu.
In the evening, Yifan Lu came back from outside and entered the room holding seven white roses in his hand.
Mu Mu was wearing a set of white silk pajamas, with her waist-length black hair spread loosely. She stood in front of the window and looked up at the sky.
She is as quiet as a virgin, with a long and slender shadow, and a fairy-like air that makes Lu Yifan startled at a glance.
He was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with surprise.
He walked quietly behind Mu Mu and wanted to put his arm around her waist, but in the end he brought the flowers to her instead.
"He brought it to you."
Mu Mu did not reach out to answer the conversation, but only glanced lightly.
The rose stems were wrapped in tinfoil, and the sharp thorns were wrapped.
On one of the flower poles, there was a picture of a little star hanging, with a row of words written in small regular script: Girl, how long will you be angry with your uncle?
The writing is as neat and clean as ever.
Bai Shaoxuan is eleven years older than her, and he always calls himself "uncle" in front of her.
Lu Yifan thought that Mu Mu would not be able to take the flowers, so he was about to put the flowers on the table. Unexpectedly, Mu Mu suddenly reached out, grabbed the flower stem of seven flowers, and snatched the flowers from his hand.
Although the flower stem is wrapped in tinfoil, if you use too much force, the thorns will still penetrate the tinfoil and hurt your hand.
Mu Mu's palm was pricked by a rose thorn and bled. She angrily pulled off all the petals and threw them into the air.
There was a brief rain of petals in the sky. In this beautiful and romantic moment, she looked ferocious.
Lu Yifan grabbed Mu Mu's bleeding hand and said angrily: "Have you had enough trouble?"
After yelling, he felt distressed again and dragged her to the first floor to find Mrs. Ming to get the medicine box.
Sitting on the sofa, Lu Yifan lowered his head to treat Mu Mu's wound, his long eyelashes flashed slightly, his eyes and every movement were cautious and caring.
Mu Mu looked at him and suddenly said: "Let's get married."
Yifan Lu was stunned for a moment, looked up at her, frowned slightly, and felt a little confused.
Mu Mu said calmly: "After we get married, we will bring my mother to live with us. We will have many children around her."
She suddenly missed Ms. Jiang.
I remembered his dejected look after Sisi and Niannian left that day.
Is she even more lonely at home at this time?
Although he couldn't feel any emotion or warmth in Mu Mu's tone, Lu Yifan still nodded in agreement.
The next morning, when it was still dark, Mu Mu's cell phone rang.
