The little black cat was surprised: "When did you become so obedient to him?"
Mu Ziyi glanced at it, shook her head and smiled: "You don't understand."
It won't understand if it hasn't experienced feelings and doesn't care about the people it cares about.
"Are you also afraid that he will beat you up?" The little black cat opened his mind and quickly shook his head after saying that it was impossible: "It seems that he is reluctant to do it to you." Mu Ziyi just looked at it in amusement.
Talk. The next morning.
Mu Ziyi came to the man, glanced at the sumptuous breakfast on the table, and said with a light smile: "Actually, you don't have to wait for me."
Mu Si glanced at her and said coldly: "Nothing." Hearing what the man said, Mu Ziyi just smiled: "Have you been waiting for a long time?"
"a while."
What an honest person.
Mu Ziyi chuckled slightly in her eyes: "Let's have breakfast." Although this inn has been booked by Yun Zhongge, she doesn't have that luxury, so she always orders enough food.
The table full of breakfast in front of us is so dazzling that even four people can't finish it.
Seeing the man drinking tea in silence, Mu Ziyi shook her head slightly and chuckled in her heart, without saying anything, she picked up a piece of breakfast and ate it quietly.
She eats well, and when she is not talking, she looks even more peaceful and beautiful, like a painting, which no one can bear to disturb.
Mousse raised his eyes and stared at her for a few times, then looked back lightly, his dark eyes dark and deep.
In the lobby on the first floor, there were only two people eating breakfast by the window. No one spoke, and it was surprisingly quiet. The little black cat lay quietly on a chair on the side, closing its eyes and concentrating.
The breakfast was spent in such a quiet atmosphere, which was strange but also a little harmonious.
After the waiter cleared away everything on the table, Mousse slowly asked, "Are you really not thinking about it anymore?"
Hearing this, Mu Ziyi slowly looked back from the window, with a slight smile in her eyes: "My answer remains the same." This time, he will still be disappointed.
The woman's answer seemed to have been expected by him. Mousse narrowed his eyes slightly: "Aren't you looking for the whereabouts of another man?"
One sentence immediately attracted the woman's attention. Mu Ziyi narrowed her eyes slightly, hiding the doubts in her heart, and asked quietly: "Who are you talking about?" "Qing Sheng."
As soon as she said these words, the woman's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Mousse, you should know my temper. I don't like others to investigate me."
Seeing the indifferent expression on the woman's face, Mousse's expression remained unchanged and continued: "I was looking for your whereabouts before, so I sent someone to investigate."
The implication was that Qing Sheng was an unexpected gain. Mu Ziyi just glanced at him indifferently and remained silent, making it difficult to figure out what she was thinking.
"If I want to harm you, I will do it when I enter the imperial palace."
The woman's eyes were stunned, then she shook her head and said, "That's not what I meant."
Mousse picked up the teacup on the table and held it in her hand, but she didn't make any move: "If I say, I know where he is."
The woman did not answer his words, but asked quietly: "I'm curious about one thing, Mousse, you have always been alone. But this time, why do you insist on asking me to go to the imperial palace?"
"Intuition." The man said in a cold tone.
intuition?
Mu Ziyi frowned slightly, unable to understand the meaning of his words.
"Everyone says that women's intuition is the most accurate. I'm a little curious, what is your intuition?"