C17 (1/2)

When Mu Yifan woke up, the car was parked outside a strange alley. The sun was shining in from the rear window.

He looked at the familiar side of his face in the driver's seat, rubbed his sleepy eyes and said hoarsely, ”Oh my god, I'm hungry.”

Mu Yifan got off the carriage first and walked to the side of Zhan Beitian, who was following him. He leaned his drowsy head on's shoulder and said, ”I want to eat pickled fish, pork ribs, sweet and sour vegetables …”

”No, I'm tired.”

Not only did Mu Yifan not stand up straight, he was hugging Zhan Beitian's arm tightly like an octopus.

Zhan Beitian pulled his away with a cold expression, he was not used to being so close to others.

Mu Yifan didn't fear death and lazily went forward as if he had no bones.

Zhan Beitian, ”...”

He tried to push it a few more times, but to no avail. Finally, he let Mu Yifan go.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Zhan Beitian took out his phone and looked at the time. It was already 4.57 in the afternoon.

Ten seconds later, a tall woman in jeans and a white T-shirt walked out of the alley.

The woman was around twenty-five years old, with delicate features and a flowing sea in front of her forehead. Below her were a pair of beautiful, large eyes, as if she could speak, incomparably clear. Her long black hair was tied up in a ponytail, making her look very elegant and refined.

She sensed that someone was looking at her, and when she lifted her head to look, she immediately met Zhan Beitian's profound eyes. She could not help but be startled, seeing that Zhan Beitian had been staring at her the entire time and she could not remember where she had seen this handsome man before.

Zhan Beitian's gaze followed her figure, until the woman walked out of his line of sight ten meters away, and once again turned his head in the direction of the alleyway's entrance.