Chapter 121 (1/2)

”Qingxuan, are you losing face?” Gu Nuan can't help but push Mu Qingxuan.

Gao Lang didn't want Gu Nuan to be one of them. He pulled her aside and whispered in her ear: ”don't talk.”

Between Mo Yanrui and Mu Qingxuan, there is an indescribable atmosphere. In their eyes, everything around them seems to be empty. There are only two of them in the big place.

His dark and deep ice eyes appear wild and uninhibited. The standard gentle curves around him wrap him. Mo Yanrui's calm eyes are unpredictable.

”But I have to take you today.”

Even if it was such a domineering sentence, he also tried to use a gentle tone to say it peacefully, just to make himself closer to her world.

Smell speech, Mu Qingxuan Zheng Zheng, lift eyes cover that pair of mysterious eyes, half a year ago he hated her to the bone, want to break her to pieces, but now his every word seems to please himself, he really changed?

Her long eyelashes quiver slightly, her thin lips are as red as a room of roses. Mo Yanrui's eyes stay in her hand holding the corner of her clothes, and says with a low smile, ”if you don't speak, I'll take it as your default.”

After that, Mo Yanrui grabs Mu Qingxuan's hand and strides out. He wants to break it away, but he holds it tightly. Mu Qingxuan can only let him grasp it.

Dai Jiaoqian watched them leave. Her clenched hand made her envious and envious. Gu Nuan passed by her on purpose and said with a smile, ”elder martial sister Dai, I don't think you look very well. Is there something wrong with your face?”

With a glance at her, Dai Jiaoqian shook her head, ”No.” Then he left.

”Gu Nuan, it's too obvious for you to ask clearly, isn't it?” Gao Lang stepped forward with a smile on his face.

”What do you know? I call it preemptive!”

Gao Lang's face was smiling, and his eyes were more affectionate, but he didn't even notice, ”let's go, please have a barbecue.”

”Yes.”

In the past six months, because of Mu Qingxuan's relationship, Gu Nuan's whole life has been lost. Even her favorite barbecue is tasteless. Now everything is better, and she's back to her former state, which makes Gao Lang feel comfortable.

On the other side, Mu Qingxuan sat on the car with no expression and said coldly, ”take me home.” Reduce the atmosphere in the car to freezing point.

Mo Yanrui drives the car. His delicate side face is slightly curved. It's not deep or shallow. It's soul stirring. ”It's going home.”

”I said, go back to my house!” Mu Qingxuan's angry face is facing him, and his frown is also telling his dissatisfaction.

However, it was such a lovely face that Mo Yanrui could not give up, ”go back to our home.”

The resentment at the bottom of her heart seems to break out in an instant. Mu Qingxuan's curved willow eyebrows are almost wrinkled into an embarrassing word. But the next second, Mo Yanrui's words make her compromise.

He said, ”today is my birthday.”

So today Is it Xiaochen's birthday?

Mu Qingxuan's eyes darken. She's such an incompetent mother that she doesn't even know when her child's birthday is.

As if to see her mind, Mo Yanrui exhorted: ”as long as you accompany him, he will be happy.” He pauses for a moment and says, ”I'll be happy, too.”

There was joy in his eyes. As long as she was there, everything was good.