Jiu Ye, your little ancestor doesn't want to take responsibility

An Nansheng was not feeling well and didn't dare to move.

She wasn't injured, so what was this person doing?

"Put me down." The voice sounded a little annoyed.

Mu Fucheng acted as if he didn't hear anything and carried him straight into the elevator.

Song Ke and Lin Feng were deliberately stopped by Gong Yanzhi and were unable to follow into the elevator. They were so anxious that they dared not say anything. Song Ke wished he could punch Gong Yanzhi in that evil face.

"Mr. Gong, can you afford to compensate my boss if anything goes wrong?"

Gong Yanzhi spread his hands nonchalantly:

"What could possibly happen with Mu Fucheng here?"

"Besides, even if something goes wrong, they can afford to compensate."

Song Ke was so angry that he almost exploded the elevator next to him.

In the elevator, An Nansheng requested:

"Uncle, please let me go, I'm fine now."

After eating and drinking her fill, she was now full of energy.

Mu Fucheng: "I'm not tired."

An Nansheng: “…”

Who cares if you are tired or not?

She was a little angry:

"Did you do it on purpose?"

"Since you don't dare to meet, why does your uncle have to act like this?"

Mu Fucheng lowered his eyes and looked at her: "Who said I don't dare to meet?"

An Nansheng Haha, she waited for six hours, isn’t that enough to prove the point?

There are some things she is too lazy to say:

"Uncle, I know you're a busy man, so you wouldn't tease me."

She raised her face and looked at him:

"If you have the guts, just hold me and go get the marriage certificate. Do you dare?"

Mu Fucheng's pupils shrank.

Chen Zheng behind him also had his pupils trembling.

Yong is still Miss Yong, she dares to say anything.

Mu Fucheng's face turned ashen. No one knew who he was angry with, but he was definitely angry.

An Nansheng was not afraid of him, but continued to provoke him.

"If we're going to have fun, let's go big. The Civil Affairs Bureau opens early tomorrow morning anyway. If we line up now, we can be the first to get our marriage certificate. How fun is that, right?"

Mu Fucheng was speechless.

"Shut up."

He didn't notice that the smile on An Nansheng's lips gradually faded.

She is blocking.

Obviously the bet was lost.

She shrugged playfully:

"Opportunities are fleeting, little uncle, please think carefully."

Just then, the elevator opened with a ding.

Mu Fucheng held her in his arms and strode out of the restaurant without answering.

An Nansheng turned her face into his arms and rubbed the corners of her eyes on his clothes.

When I looked up again, I saw that bright and charming face again.

Mu Fucheng put her next to the car.

"Uncle, you don't stand a chance."

Mu Fucheng looked at her gravely.

She met his gaze provocatively:

"So don't do these things that could easily be misunderstood in the future."

Mu Fucheng didn't explain, but raised his hand and touched the top of her head:

"I'm going back early tomorrow morning, so I won't have a chance to do anything else."

"Take good care of yourself."

"If there's anything you can't solve, go find the old man."

Mu Fucheng's hand fell on her face.

She glared at her with her big, bright eyes, obviously annoyed.

Her fair cheeks were puffed up and her tender red lips were slightly pouting.

His eyes couldn't help but fall on her lips

For a moment, An Nansheng thought he would kiss her.

But he withdrew his hand.

His eyes darkened, but in the end, his strong self-control overcame the desire to kiss him.

An Nansheng suddenly became very angry.

She was so angry that she blurted out, "Mu Fucheng, you bastard!"

Her voice was so loud that it startled Mu Zheng, Yang Le and others who had rushed over.

Mu Zheng's eyes were wide open, and she looked like she was enjoying a good show.

Wow, An Nansheng is still awesome.

Even her father and aunt didn't dare to call her by her full name, but An Nansheng actually dared to curse her by her full name. This is really worthy of praise.