My Third Gentleman

Chapter 89 Mr. Mu is much older than me

The corner of Mu Jinchen's mouth bends, and she touched her small cup, "Happy cooperation, I may change my slogan to you Wushuang in the future, do you mind?"

The teacup Wushuang put on his lips paused, and the word "Wushuang" overflowed from his lips, which meant that it was broken.

Then he smiled, "Don't mind, just a title."

Mu Jinchen nodded, "If you don't mind, you can just call my name."

Wushuang hurriedly put down his teacup and waved his small hand, "I'm afraid of this horror. Mr. Mu is much older than me. I think I should be called..." Wushuang thought about it, "Let's call Mr. Mu."

Qidong said that he prefers others to call him Mr. Mu. She has called him for a while, but sometimes she still can't change her mouth and blurts out as "Mu Dong" from time to time.

Mr. Mu is much older than me...

Mu Jinchen seemed to see a small arrow shot directly into his heart. He never cared about his age. No matter how old he was, he was still in his 20s, or he was not confused. The years are just like growth rings. Every year there is one more number, it is his best years.

But now, the girl in front of her thought he was much older than her.

The distance of seven years is not a big deal to many people. However, he is a precocious person. He has matured earlier than his peers since he was a child. He doesn't know whether the small woman in front of him is willing to Step over.

or……

Mr. Mu...

She had called many times before.

Why is the same title called out in her mouth, it will feel different.

Her voice is a bit sweet, but it's not that greasy feeling, but a little bit prolonged at the end, which is vaguely charming.

Or, she can always call him Mr. Mu. This gap is directly led by Mr. Mu, who is much older than her, and leads her across.

Mu Jinchen curled the corners of his lips and drank a sip of tea before slowly speaking, "Wu-shuang, in fact, Mr. Mu is six or seven years old, not much older than you."

After leaving such a sentence, he went to fiddle with those tea sets.

Wushuang's face turned red with a "brush". She didn't mean that he was old. To be honest, no matter how old she was, she had never seen a man more attractive than him.

It's just that in her subconscious she is the same generation as Mu Yuhao, and his elder Mu Yuhao's generation, from the grandfather's side, should be the same generation as her uncle, so she will have the illusion that she is much older than her , And such rude words just blurted out.

"Sorry, I didn't mean that." Wushuang blushed, but didn't know how to explain.

"In fact, Mr. Mu is handsome, personable, and charming. He can never tell his age, really." Wushuang tried to save him, the more he said, the more blushed his face.

After listening to the girl, Mu Jinchen had already laughed out loud. This little girl was really lovely.

"Well, no need to explain, my age is just a number, I never mind, but you must not put me in the position of elders, there is no such relationship between us." About this One point, he must correct it.

Wushuang's small white hand stretched out before him again, "No, no."

Mu Jinchen added some tea to each other's jaws, and instead of continuing the topic that was just now, he turned to other elegant and elegant events.

This episode has finally come to an end.

Don’t forget the ticket in hand, darlings

(End of this chapter)