“Don’t talk about that, okay?”The small thought suddenly had a sense of hiding, "Say something else, is it not good?"

Mu Yunxiao half forced the small idea to turn around, the small thought seems to be pre-emptive: "whether that person is real or false, no matter what he thinks, I will not be the only one for him." 」It never will be.”

The words of the hour, some ridicule, the face that was half forced to turn around by Mu Yun, the eyes dodged, but how could they not escape the control of Mu Yunding.

“Small thought.”Mu Yun suddenly called her name very seriously.

Time to think in such a firm and brood, saw the once familiar Gunan City, he also looked at himself, the more so the look, the more the little thought a little panicked.

But Mu Yunting did not let the hour of the small thought have any room to withdraw: "Follow me."

“What?”I was a little confused.

Mu Yunting did not speak, and immediately pulled the hour from the ground and walked quickly toward the outside of the suite.The hour was completely unresponsive, and passively followed the person out.

When I got into the elevator, I went back to God: "I can't go out."

"Believe me, I promise that no journalist will see you."Mu Yunting said, "Little thought, what you want now is to vent, not so meaninglessly shut up in the hotel room."

When she didn’t say anything, she couldn’t argue with this man.

But her footsteps also refused to move at all, so in the elevator and Mu Yunxiao deadlocked.

Mu Yunting looked at the small thoughts of his eyes, and in the consterishness of the hour, he directly stopped his waist and picked up the hourly thought, and walked quickly toward the car on the side.

The dead black SUV, very ordinary style.

When the small thought was Mu Yunting directly to the co-pilot seat, and then carefully buttoned the seat belt, just as she was about to bring the door, she muttered: "I..."

“Trust me.”Mu Yunting directly interrupted the small words of the hour, and then closed the car door.

He quickly went around the driver's seat and started the engine so unhurriedly.

Until now, the hour of the small thought found that Mu Yunting was less of a normal-day suit, wearing a leisure, a duck tongue cap on the head, and sunglasses in his eyes, which could not see the original appearance.

When the car drove out of the warehouse, Mu Yunling did not change color: "Squat down, hide it, huh?"

In the moment of Mu Yunting's words, the hour also had been squatting down with the small idea, the reporter's flash constantly flashed, found that there was no one else in the car, just glanced at Mu Yunting, and then quickly walked away, continued to squat at the door of the hotel.

The heart beat faster, and there has never been such a feeling of excitement.

It was only when Mu Yun-ting opened her mouth that she took a breath and sat up from under the seat: "It's as if she's a thief."

He grinned and said nothing more.The hand of the hour was so nervously hung on his legs that he did not know what Mu Yunding was going to do.

When she was trying to open her mouth, Mu Yun's strong hand suddenly crossed the driver's seat, so she took the hand of the hour, the back hand was buckled, and the ten fingers were so crossed.

The temperature of the palm of Mu Yun's palm, a little warmed when the heart temperature of the small mind.

“Mum...” The hour looked at the hands of the two people, but the voice suddenly stuck in the throat.

She looked at Mu Yunting, and this side face almost coincided with Gunan City, plus the hands of the ten fingers now, just like every time Gunan City drove himself out.

Even the little ones seem to medmorous.

The face of Gunan City and the face of Mu Yunding are constantly alternated, and the superimposed things of this time continue to appear in the mind of the hour.

"You and he are very similar."Suddenly, the hour said something like that.

Mu Yunling's hand was obviously frozen, but he did not speak, and soon returned to his usual appearance, but the hand that held the hourly thought was never released.

The hour is like this, not for a moment.

She didn’t even ask him where he was going or what she was going to do.It was a feeling of inexplicable peace, even though Mu Yunting approached herself with purpose, but she believed that this person would not hurt herself.

No reason to believe.

Weakly said that Gu Nancheng is a deep-minded man, then, Mu Yunding is too much.

But in the eyes of Mu Yunding, the small thought saw was pure.In the same eye, she could look at the end.

When Mu Yunding faced himself, he would not think about anything, he would not think of more complicated situations, and in his eyes, he was clean only.

And when Gu Nancheng faced himself, he was always burdened with all kinds of pressures, always after turning around, to see the aggrieved in the corner waiting for his own.

Then he suddenly smiled, “Mum Yunding, I want to know you first, I will love you.”

“What do you want to eat?”Mu Yunting did not answer the question of the hour, and naturally changed the topic, "boiled fish, soaked pepper field chicken, stir-fry screws... I remember you like to eat these?" 」

"I am now like the fugitives, where I go, I am immediately recognized, you still want to take me to eat?"The hour is self-deprecating.

“Let me take you somewhere to eat.”Mu Yun said directly.

It was a small moment, but I didn’t ask any more questions.Mu Yunting has always been able to arrange everything very well, and he does not need to worry about himself.

The car was so smooth on the road, the car played soothing music, until the car out of the loss of Fengcheng, began to drive towards the mountain road, the hour to read.

However, not long after entering the mountain road, Mu Yunting had already parked the car in front of a wooden villa, and then he opened the door and let him get out of the car for an hour.

The hour is completely passive.

Obviously, Mu Yunting is extremely familiar with this place, and it is natural to enter, so he holds the hand of the hour, and has not let go.

Until the owner of the villa appeared in front of the hour, the hour was stunned.

"The three Michelin star Chinese chef, coming up with a Sichuan cuisine, should not be too difficult."Mu Yunting smiled and explained, and then looked at each other, "My friend, little thought."

The other party was unscrupid to pick, but asked the direct: "Guan Nancheng's wife?"

“The divorce.”Mu Yun also said directly.

“You know my rules, I’m not cooking anymore.”I promised you that I would cook only when you came with your wife."The tone of each other’s voice doesn’t sound good.

“I...” The small thought cramed up, subconsciously rebutting.

The speed of Mu Yunding is faster: “How do you know it is not?”“Did I bring a woman?”

Then the other side laughed, patted Mu Yunding's shoulder, Mu Yunxiao also smiled, and opened the menu directly and unkindly, the other party did not talk nonsense, nodded, and turned and went in.

For a moment, the quiet house was busy.

“Mum Yunding...” I didn’t know what to say for half a day.

“ShhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhMu Yunding's fingers were so attached to the small-minded lips, "Just a meal, don't think about it."If he wants to do it, he doesn’t need to worry about the process.Don't you want to?I remember, when you talked to me, I said that you most want to eat his food in your lifetime."

The eyes of the hour are somewhat red.

"I just traded him for what he promised me."Mu Yun said simply, “Don’t think about it.It doesn’t matter who can eat this meal, right?”

“I...”

“It’s okay to eat quietly.“Huh?”

“...”

"Don't you always say that if you are in a bad mood, you have to eat more, and you will naturally feel better when you eat?"Mu Yunding is still laughing, "Little thought, I just want to see your smiling face, you are the warm sun in my heart, my warm sun, it should not be like this."

...

In simple words, but let the hour full of thoughts completely unobtrusive, tears fell down.

But the tears did not fall, but it was gently wiped away by Mu Yun's fingers, and the man's eyes looked at the small thought so gently.

The hour is motionless.

Suddenly, Mu Yunsheng bowed his head, so he kissed the lips of the hour, and the hour was wrongly thought.

But he did not let go, very lightly kiss, not deep, so gently holding the hour of the small thought, the hour to wait for the return to God, want to push away the clouds, Mu Yunting has taken the initiative to release her.

The atmosphere is ambiguous, and there is also an incomprehensible atmosphere.

Mu Yunxiao did not speak, just quietly accompanied by the hour of small reading, until an hour later, the dishes were constantly brought up, and Mu Yunting personally served the hour.

A meal until the end of the night.

During this period, the first time just Mu Yunting drank beer, and finally did not know what was going on, and the hour was also bothering to drink, and then it was out of control.

Mu Yunding looked at the little drunken little woman who was drinking in front of himself, and pinched the temple with a headache: "Little thought, don't drink!"You drink too much.”

"Whoever says, I can drink again."He looked at Mu Yunting, “You didn’t say before, what am I going to do, do you want to be with me?”

The eyes of the twilight were low, and there was nothing to say.

The hour thought suddenly came up: "You don't talk, do you want to leave me again?"You're going to drink with me, I don't care."

That said with a pompous, not to give Mu Yunding the opportunity to refuse.But Mu Yunting was full of small thoughts with confused eyes, but she knew very well that she had recognized herself as Gunan City.

No matter how good the relationship with yourself is, but such a colic will never appear in front of yourself.

It is as if there is always a side of the hour, just for the southern city to see, the rest of the people can not see this side of the hour.

Mu Yunting has some indescribable taste, looking at the already drunk in front of the people who can't distinguish between the east and the south.

He suddenly tugged at the wrist of his hourly thought: “Little thought, tell me, who am I?”