The Boss is Very Busy

"..." Kapok almost recited it without a breath.

Sure enough, the statement about the little milk dog should be correct; the milk is real milk, and the dog is also a real dog.

The conversation between the two was interrupted like this.

The movement in the bathroom finally stopped, An Yin paused, stared at her for a few more seconds, then sat up straight without messing around again, looking serious and serious.

Mu Juan changed into new clothes, with a towel in his hand, and water dripping from the ends of his hair, he glanced at the sofa, the two sat quietly watching TV, the distance between them was not too close, Tired and calm, he withdrew his gaze.

After a while, the sky gradually darkened. Before An Yin left, Mu Mian found the car keys and was about to send him back. Before he could walk out of the door, Mu Juan grabbed him.

Mu Mian looked at the person behind him suspiciously, seeing him hold her back expressionlessly, and couldn't help saying angrily, "What's the matter?"

Mu Juan glanced at An Yin, then at Mu Mian: "How old is he, are you a three-year-old?"

Kapok slapped his hand and said, "This is polite, don't talk if you don't understand, get out of the room and do your homework."

"..."

Mu Mian turned her head, her gaze was on the boy's dark pupils, her eyes were expressionless, she paused for a moment, smiled at An Yin with some embarrassment, and said politely: "Sorry, I made you laugh."

The other party's polite tone made the young man purse his thin lips tightly. He didn't say anything, and watched the interaction between the two of them quietly with a pair of thin, bright eyes.

Mu Juan looked at them, and before returning to the room, he squinted his eyes, and said in a lazy tone, "Smiling so festively at others again."

He snorted and said sarcastically, "Those who don't know think he is your real brother."

"..."

If someone else was there, Mu Mian would probably be able to refute it confidently, but this is An Yin here, and she always has to take into account her image as a big sister.

She gritted her teeth, pushed An Yin out, and closed the door again.

After being separated by a wall, Kapok raised his head and said to him, "Let's go, sister will take you back."

An Yin followed her and walked out of the apartment building.

The evening breeze was a little cool, and Kapok was only wearing a thin layer of unlined clothing. When she came out, she trembled subconsciously. She stretched out her hand to hook her long hair and hung it on her ears.

An Yin's eyes paused slightly, watching the other party's movements, he pursed his lips, and slowly took off the coat on his body, the young man stretched out his hand and gently grabbed the girl's wrist, turned her around, and without saying a word, he took off the coat draped over her.

The young man's exquisite eyebrows and eyes were slightly frowned, and his porcelain white face reflected the moonlight, inexplicably looking cold and serious, "Raise your hand."

Kapok was stunned for a moment, raised her hand obediently, and tucked her arm into the sleeve, and the boy's coat looked a little wider behind her.

An Yin helped her pull up the zipper. She was still wearing a mask, her black hair was pressed down by a hat, and she was wearing a coat, covering her whole body tightly.

Kapok looked at him. Without his coat, he only had a layer of white short sleeves inside.

She blinked: "Don't you feel cold?"

An Yin's snow-white fingertips paused, his thick and slender eyelashes drooped, and a low voice sounded: "It's cold."

Mu Mian opened her mouth, and just about to say hurry up and get in the car, she said to Fang Fang in a gentle and pleasant voice: "Sister, give me a hug, and I won't be cold anymore."