The Boss is Very Busy

Mu Yan stayed for a meal.

Mumu had a smile on her face, and from time to time she picked up food for Mu Yan: "Xiao Mu, you are too thin, eat more, boys should be fatter, look at Mianmian's father."

Wood father:? ?

Mu Yan nodded politely with a smile on his face.

"Okay, I will."

Father Mu looked at the man expressionlessly, and finally turned his eyes away without saying a word.

At the dinner table, Mu Yan was considerate, he would notice whatever Kapok wanted to eat, and he would take the first step, and put the food into Kapok's bowl.

When watching the girl eat, he couldn't help raising his hand and rubbed the top of her head gently.

After a meal, Mu Mu looked at Mu Yan as if she were her own son. Afterwards, Mu Yan didn't stay for too long, and Mu Mian went downstairs to send him out of the community.

The boy touched the girl's slender wrist and stroked it lightly a few times. He pursed his lips and his voice was low.

"Aunt seems to be very satisfied with me."

Mu Mian casually hummed, remembering the noon time, she raised her eyebrows and asked curiously.

"What did my dad tell you at noon?"

The boy's expression paused slightly, he blinked his beautiful eyes, and gently bit his slender and cool lips.

"I won't tell you."

"..."

It's also quite mysterious.

The two held hands, Mu Yan clasped her little hand tightly, he stopped in his tracks, and quietly looked directly at the girl's small face with downcast eyes, his eyes were shining brightly.

The slender and beautiful figure reflected the light behind him, and the hair on the young man's forehead left a beautiful and dazzling halo, Mu Yan was slightly helpless: "Don't go forward, otherwise, I will send you back later."

"..."

Kapok also stopped, and looked at the young man beside him. His eyes were slightly lowered, and the long and thick eyelashes cast shadows on the skin around his eyes, which was unbelievably beautiful.

He stretched out his fingers to touch the girl's soft cheek, and his voice became hoarse unconsciously.

"I always have an illusion now."

Kapok raised her eyebrows: "What illusion?"

The beautiful dark pupils were slightly narrowed, and the color was crystal clear. The luster on the top of his head reflected the young man's fair and jade-like cheeks, and he slightly lifted his lips.

"It seems that the illusion that we are married."

After coming out of her home, there is always a feeling of elation, seeing the old man and mother-in-law.

Somehow, it was like a reassurance planted in my heart.

It was as if this person would never leave.

Mu Mian slightly raised her eyebrows, she blinked her eyes, the man didn't wait for her to speak, and gently held her small face with his hands, his fingertips felt slightly cool.

"Come back with me."

After finishing speaking, he stood beside her quietly, his snow-white fingertips still lightly covering her cheeks, and it took him a long time to hear the girl's answer.

"it is good."

-

After Kapok stayed at home for another two days, he packed his luggage and went back to the neighboring city with Mu Yan.

The two went back to the apartment together, sat on the plane for several hours, were exhausted, and Kapok wanted to take a shower.

As soon as she turned around, the person behind her hugged her and pushed her against the wall.

The young man's fingertips were slightly stiff, and he lowered his dark pupils and looked at the girl fixedly. His slender fingers gently embraced her, and his bright red lips pressed against her ears.

"You wash first, or should I wash first?"

"..." Mu Mian's little hand clung to the young man's shoulder, she was taken aback, and somehow felt that the words were a little ambiguous, but the other party's expression was calm.

It seemed like she was thinking too much.

Kapok couldn't help flirting again, she raised her eyebrows, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you wash it together?"

Mu Yan stared at her with lowered eyes for a long while, then nodded slightly, took her a step towards the bathroom, then turned his eyes sideways, and under the girl's gaze, he tightly clenched her wrist.

His voice has become hoarse.

"Barely promise you."