He Is Warmer Than Time

Zhong Qi happened to be on the first floor, looking at the back of the two, there were two girls from the procuratorate whispering on the side: "The vice yard and Miss Mu are really a good match."

"Yes, yeah, the vice yard stood beside Miss Mu for a while, and looked at Ms. Mu with special tenderness. I really envy people."

Zhong Qi's face became more gloomy.

Today, Mu Mian can't go to the seventh floor, and tomorrow, Mu Mian can't get into the procuratorate.

She will take her time step by step.

Outside, in Tang Ji'an's car, the two sat in. Mu Mian hurriedly opened his small folding fan, leaned close to him, fanned him, and said, "Will this be cooler?"

Zhong Qi just walked out of the gate of the procuratorate, saw this scene in the car, and snorted in her heart. It turned out that she was a lowly kid who won the favor of the vice court.

Also, this kind of woman, who has no real ability, can really hook a man for a period of time by relying on a face and a posture with a little daughter-in-law.

She doesn't like this kind of woman who puts her posture too low, as if it is vicious competition. How far can this kind of person go in love?

As the car drove away slowly, Mu Mian's fan could indeed bring a slow cool breeze. Tang Ji'an glanced at her: "Aren't you hot yourself?"

Mu Mian chuckled: "Women are not as afraid of heat as men. There are many ceiling fans in your hall. I haven't really felt hot at all when I sit down now."

Tang Ji'an sighed, and reached out to take the fan in her hand, Mu Mian gave in, "I'll help you fan."

Serve him occasionally. After all, he did a lot of things for her. He just transferred Muqin away. Although he didn't admit it, Mu Mian was not a fool. She remembered everything he did for her. In my heart.

Tang Ji'an glanced at her: "Nothing to do, what do you want me to do?"

This is the first time that Tang Er Young Master has fallen in love with eight classics. He can't speak, and it's human nature.

Mu Mian curled his lips: "You guy, can you get some sunshine in your heart? I feel sympathetic to your hard work, so I'm going to fan you. At this time, you just need to say thank you to me."

Tang Ji'an gave her a meaningful look, and then whispered: "You will come to the procuratorate less in the future."

Mu Mian looked a little aggrieved: "You spend more time in the procuratorate than at home."

Tang Ji'an stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair: "I will try to get off work on time in the future. I will spend more time at home than at the procuratorate."

Mu Mian immediately smiled again: "That's OK."

Tang Ji'an knew that the procuratorate was deep, and many people didn't like Mu Mian. She often passed by. She was really eye-catching and easy to be a target. Those who could be admitted to the procuratorate were not idlers, so they could be regarded as deliberate.

This is true of Muqin, and so is Zhong Qi.

This girl is not necessarily their opponent, so simply avoid her edge, these people, he can deal with them.

The little fan in her hand was swung more diligently, and Tang Ji'an looked at her amusedly: "Aren't your hands sore?"

Mu Mian said diligently: "Are you still hot?"

"It's windy when the car is driving, I'm not hot anymore, you don't need to fan it."

Mu Mian broke his body, looked at his back, and snorted softly: "A deceit, the back is wetter than before, you are obviously very hot."

Tang Ji'an shook his head, this girl was quite stubborn.