MTL - The Cold Lord God Always Acts Like a Spoiled Brat To Me-Chapter 73 Gloomy Fiancé vs Pfizer Miyoshi Citizen 73
Chapter 73 Gloomy Fiance vs Miyoshi Citizen 73
"sorry."
Ruan Youan was stunned when the sound ray knocked into the eardrum, not quite understanding how Mu Junchen said this.
"Today is because I didn't take your feelings into account, and I didn't explain it in time, which made you misunderstood. There will be no second time."
He spoke word by word, clearly organized.
Ruan Youan didn't expect that she could hear such words from Mu Junchen, and could tell that he was serious and looked at him subconsciously.
The four eyes were facing each other, the man's brow bones were deep, the arc was cold, and the dark pupils seemed to be plated with a light broken gold under the light.
My heart skipped a beat.
Ruan Youan didn't take this matter seriously anymore after she knew it, but the other party apologized solemnly, making her a little uncomfortable and a little guilty.
Well, she has to examine herself deeply.
She said sincerely: "I think I am also at fault, and I will make it clear in the first place in the future."
#A large-scale apology scene?
"You are here with me, never wrong."
These words came suddenly, calm and peaceful, even the deep sea is gentle.
The girl cat pupil opened her mouth, stunned.
The next second, the sweet and sour pork ribs were stuffed into his mouth with chopsticks, Mu Junchen quickly fed them, and looked down a little uncomfortably, the temperature of his earlobes was astonishingly hot, and a crimson color filled the air.
She must not know how crazy his heartbeat is now.
"You are too thin, eat more."
"Ah, oh oh oh."
Ruan Youan reacted, biting his ribs, scratching his head blankly, and was quiet for a few seconds, his face turned red for some reason, and he really wanted to hide.
By the time dinner was over, it was already very late. The two of them sat at the table, no one dared to look at the other, their faces blushed.
completely.
Sentimental.
"Are you still doing anything?" the girl asked, rolling her throat.
"It's okay, you can say whatever."
"I don't really have any big business... It's just that my variety show is about to start." The more she talked, the more panicked, Ruan You'an didn't even look into his eyes, she stared at a certain point in the void, her fingertips tugging at her sleeves, " If you're alright..."
"I want to watch it with you."
The two voices fell at the same time, overlapping each other.
The atmosphere was briefly quiet for two seconds.
"I'll go to the bathroom first!" The girl ran away before she finished speaking, like a cute, shy, extremely shy rabbit, frantically fleeing and bending her two snow-white rabbit ears to bury herself.
closed the door with a bang, Ruan Youan stood in the bathroom for a few seconds, then squatted down slowly, her cheeks hidden in her arms, shrinking into a small ball.
Nervous enough to die qaq
In the living room, Mu Junchen sat there alone, seemingly calm, but more and more gentle.
After almost ten minutes, Ruan Youan barely stabilized her mind, cheered herself up, came out of the bathroom, and turned on the projection in the living room. As a result, when she saw Mu Junchen, she became nervous again.
Just tonight! Take him down!
Ruan Youan turned off the light and turned on the projection. The living room was instantly plunged into a large darkness, the light hit the sofa, and the sound of giggling quickly came out.
Mu Junchen was leaning on the sofa, not looking at the projection, but looking at her.
Ruan Youan gritted her lower teeth, took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet in a guilty conscience, took two goblets and poured the wine, and then handed it to Mu Junchen after all this was done.
"Give you."
The girl stood in front of him, with her back to the projection, her side face immersed in light and shadow, with delicate whiteness, clear almond eyes, and her hands were not free. The fingers are delicate, and the eyes are pure and kind.
It was impossible to tell that she was harboring ghosts.
Mu Junchen frowned slightly, and before he said anything, Ruan Youan smiled and stretched out his hand to compare a number: "Just drink a little, a little."
The girl's voice is soft and waxy, and the tail is raised, like a coquettish cat in her arms.
Mu Junchen has never been able to resist Ruan Youan, and was defeated in the first sentence, he could only say: "Don't drink too much."
—The eighth stroke of the love book: Proper drinking will become a catalyst for feelings.
Ruan Youan stared at Mu Junchen expectantly. Seeing that the other party took the red wine glass, she lowered her eyes and took a sip.
The color of the thin lips is stained with red wine, which makes it even more rouge. The Adam's apple arc is sexy, and the button of the white shirt is buttoned to the top, which creates a sense of indifference and abstinence.
Looking at Mu Junchen's actions, she always felt that she wanted to do something bad.
It's really hateful to tempt people to drink!
She withdrew her eyes with a guilty conscience, her mind was in a mess, as if she had caught stars full of stars without any preparation.
Sit slowly next to the man, separated by a few centimeters, holding the red wine glass in both hands, because the palms were a little sticky because of the tension.
The two sat on the sofa together, looking at the huge projection in front of them, the light was a little dim, and even the atmosphere became subtle.
The variety show edited version has been placed in the place where the task is done, and the sound came out, which was particularly clear in the quiet living room.
Ruan Youan's mind was full of thoughts, and she didn't even bother to see where the projection was placed. Out of the corner of the eye, she glanced at the person beside her, and after a few seconds, she glanced again.
The man's shirt was cold, his side face was lazy and noble, he looked at the projection with no expression, and his eyelashes were too long.
Ruan Youan wanted to talk a little bit. She usually talks a lot, and basically she doesn't get cold, but now she can't say anything.
It was Mu Junchen who influenced her performance.
The girl lowered her head depressedly, seeing the red wine in her hands, she drank it in one breath without thinking much, and drank a glass.
Mu Junchen's peripheral vision was always calmly paying attention to the girl next to him, and he was not at all clear about what was being said in the variety show.
He knew she was looking at him.
A glance from time to time makes people even more at a loss.
could only pretend to look at the projection attentively, her back became stiffer and stiffer. The moment she saw Ruan Youan drinking, she didn't even have time to stop her, so she drank it all.
How can you drink red wine like this.
"Stop drinking."
The action was faster than consciousness. One second before the voice fell, Mu Junchen held Ruan You'an's wrist, took out the empty goblet from her hand, and placed it on the coffee table.
The voice line was slightly hoarse, not knowing whether it was because of drinking or something else.
The projection in the living room was still playing the pictures from the variety show, and the sound came out in the empty living room.
The girl smiled brilliantly in the projection, but in reality they were close at hand and looked at each other.
Ruan Youan finished drinking a glass of wine and sipped the wine from the corner of her lips. It felt pretty good, but she was a little dizzy.
The wrist was held in the palm of the hand at this time, and the temperature on the stick was as cold as a handful of first snow, causing a slight trembling.
The cup in his hand was taken away, which made Ruan Youan a little unhappy, and approached him dissatisfiedly, looked up at Mu Junchen, and muttered.
"Why can't you drink it?"
almost collided with each other, and the refreshing and pleasant woody fragrance lingered in his breath, which was a little fascinating for no reason.
Today is a day with excessive sugar! Quickly fill up the love river with tickets and comments~ Good night
(end of this chapter)
