He Is Warmer Than Time

Mu Mian felt so embarrassed and stretched out his hand to cover his eyes: "You...are you going to reject me? It doesn't matter, I'm still mentally strong, I can hold it."

Tang Ji'an grabbed her hand and led her to the bungalow.

Mu Mian refused to leave: "Tang Ji'an...you...you speak, you give me a clear answer."

Young Master Tang Er is very expensive, he would not say such things as love, liking, and so on. He just wanted to express his inner thoughts with practical actions.

Tang Ji'an was in a good mood, smiling endlessly at the corners of his mouth. He pulled the people behind him and pushed open the iron gate of the yard. The rain fell and his shoulders were wet. Mu Mian held his umbrella behind, deliberately not supporting him. Umbrella: "Give me a good time."

Tang Ji'an clasped her hand tightly with ten fingers: "People I don't like can't enter my bungalow."

Mu Mian was a little excited: "You like me too, don't you?"

Young Master Tang Er took out the key and opened the door, but he didn't say a word. Does this girl have to ask questions like this? Hasn't he already expressed his liking for her by action?

He has done a lot of things for her, but she can't feel it?

Oh, Second Young Master Tang, you are really embarrassed, let alone people can't see it, didn't you not see it at first?

Seeing the corners of his mouth raised slightly, Mu Mian was even more excited: "I really like me, why didn't you say it earlier? I have been suffering for so long."

Tang Ji'an opened the door and entered the bungalow, still holding one hand tightly with her ten fingers, and couldn't bear to let it go. It turned out that her hand was so small and soft.

Mu Mian: Cough cough, I still have softer ones.

Tang Ji'an remained silent, and Mu Mian followed him like this: "Then I... Then can I claim to be your girlfriend in the future?"

Will he backhand slap himself and say she has to make an inch?

"can."

Tang Ji'an's voice was low, and the good news came so suddenly that Mu Mian almost cried with joy.

Song Ran: Sister, can you calm down, aren't you just a savage man, are you?

She hugged Tang Ji'an again: "Is it really possible? Really?"

Tang Ji'an chuckles: "Your emotions are too exaggerated."

In fact, this kind of character fits him well, and he himself knows that Mu Mian suits him well.

Mu Mian raised his head and smiled happily, "Isn't it okay to put it outside?"

Tang Ji'an had nothing to say: "Let go of me first, eh? I still have work to deal with."

Mu Mian let go of him obediently: "Then where are you... where are you working today?"

"Downstairs, side hall."

Mu Mian followed him step by step: "The day Zhong Qi came, why did you happen to go upstairs to work?"

Tang Ji'an stretched out her hand and messed up her hair: "I am the vice president of the procuratorate. I have a lot of confidential matters, some of which can't be seen by you, let alone heard by you, so I went up."

Mu Mian nodded: "Oh, it turned out to be like this."

It turned out to be like this. She was thinking too much and let Zhong Qi take advantage of the loopholes.

Tang Ji'an took the briefcase and sat down at the desk in the side hall, ready to work.

Mu Mian was slanderous in his heart, and she had just confessed, she was still surging at the moment, and she was ready to work calmly.

Why is there such a big gap between people?

She whispered: "I have waited for you for a long time, but I haven't eaten dinner yet."

Tang Ji'an looked up at her: "Should I cook noodles for you?"

Mu Mian hurriedly said: "No need, I will cook it myself. You are busy with work, so you can't delay your time."

He had to show him his virtuous side.