"Go away, who agreed to be your girlfriend?" Su Xiaoli rolled his eyes at him, and said with a hint of emotion in his voice: "I have not forgotten who rejected me all day long, for several years.
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"Well..." Su Mu was silent for a moment, then suddenly put his arm around her shoulders and lowered his voice and said: "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter if you don't agree. At worst, I will say that you are my future girlfriend."
"..."
Damn it, Brother Mu, where is your face!?
Lin Jiu sat opposite the two of them. Listening to his words, he felt that the complaints in his heart could no longer be suppressed.
Su Mu's mother packed the luggage she brought back from Syria and cleaned the room. The whole morning passed in such a busy manner. At noon, the family took Lin Jiu out to have lunch. In the afternoon, Su Mu
Mother Mu was busy taking care of her own image.
Su Daonian was guarding his lost wife anyway. No matter what she did, she would wait outside without any regrets.
She went to get her hair done, and he sat on the sofa in the salon, reading a magazine and waiting for her.
She went to the bathroom to take a shower, and he was waiting for her in the bathroom hall while looking at his mobile phone.
When she went to the mall to buy clothes, he followed her, carrying bags and accompanying her.
Su Mu saw his father following his mother like a follower, and there was no trace of the aloof and aloof feeling he had when he first met him.
Su Xiaoli, on the other hand, looked at the two of them with an envious expression and said to his brother: "Brother, Mom and Dad have such a good relationship."
"Is that what they call a relationship?" Su Mu looked at Su Xiaoli with a suspicious expression, and said disdainfully: "When you are this old, I will definitely treat you better than my father treats my mother."
"..."
Su Xiaoli turned around, glanced at him speechlessly, and grabbed his arm and left.
Lin Jiu followed them calmly and said in a slow voice: "Brother Mu, Xiaoli, are you sure you don't want to put on your masks? Everyone in this street is your fan."
Su Mu was startled for a moment and looked back at Lin Jiu, only to see that he had put on a mask and a hat very consciously. At this moment, his small eyes were blinking at them through the lenses.
"Brother Lin Jiu, do you have any extra masks?" Su Xiaoli saw this and asked Lin Jiu quickly.
"Hey, sister, this is a good question. Brother, there are not many things here, but there are many hats and masks!!" Lin Jiu said as he took out two masks and hats from his backpack and handed them to Su Mu and Su
Xiaoli said: "This is a must for a professional agent."
Su Mu speechlessly took the mask and hat from his hand, put them on, and then watched Su Xiaoli arm himself. After a while, he reached out and grabbed Lin Jiu's arm, and whispered: "Come here, follow you
Tell me something."
Lin Jiu tilted his ears and listened attentively, while his small eyes widened, he turned to look at Su Mu standing next to him, twitched the corner of his mouth and said: "Brother, it's a pity that you don't have the intelligence to be an agent."
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"Ha." Su Mu smiled faintly, looked at Lin Jiu, and said in a calm voice: "It's really annoying for you to be my agent with your intelligence."
