Lolita, don't be too flowery

In the end, Han Ruoli followed Mu Xingying to the restaurant for dinner with her head down.

I don't know if it was a coincidence or on purpose, but the place where they ate this time happened to be the restaurant where Yu Chixiao came to two days ago!

When the two of them entered the restaurant, the familiar eyes returned to them again.

Mu Xingying looked amusedly at the silent and slightly angry woman who was following behind her, she smiled, and the world was overshadowed.

Gently took her hand and whispered: "Stop making trouble."

Han Ruoli's body shook -- Han Moze often said this to her!

——Xiao Li, stop making trouble!

——Xiao Li, stop making trouble!

——Xiao Li...

Mu Xingying frowned - what is this woman thinking?So engrossed, I called her several times but didn't answer.Are you thinking of a man? !

Thinking about it, he grabbed her hand fiercely.

Han Ruoli staggered and threw herself into his arms, but someone didn't intend to let go of her hand yet.

"Oh! It hurts!" Han Ruoli lowered her head, and when she raised her head again, her delicate face was already covered with tears, and her eyes were also covered with water droplets, which made people feel pity.

Mu Xingying's heart tightened suddenly, and he twitched violently. He let go of her hand, and gently wiped the tears from her face with his big hand. All his movements were so gentle, as if he was caring for his most precious baby. .

Han Ruoli was slightly taken aback, then sniffed, turned her face away, "Hmph! I'm ignoring you!"

Almost everyone in the restaurant stared at the couple intently.

Mu Xingying glanced coldly, and everyone buried their heads in eating immediately, without even taking a breath.

It can be seen how deterrent Mu Xingying is!

He hugged Han Ruoli like a princess, and walked into the box regardless of Han Ruoli's yelling.

"Put me down! Mu Xingying! Put me down quickly..."

"If you keep arguing, I'll throw you away!" Mu Xingying threatened coldly.

"Hmph! Then you'll lose it!" Han Ruoli didn't want to be outdone, her purple eyes looked straight into the eyes of a certain man.

There was a hint of a smile in Mu Xingying's eyes, and he was about to let go of his hands—"Ahhh! Ying, don't mess around, talk about things! Don't let go!"

Han Ruoli hooked his neck tightly to prevent herself from falling.