Miss Mu and the Canary

In the past, those men who approached suddenly were just for profit. Bai Yan was already mentally prepared, but when she heard such a sentence suddenly, her reaction couldn't help but slow down.

Neroli...Neroli?

There were many thoughts in her head at once, and she had to work hard to choose the most appropriate response from those chaotic thoughts.

France's orange blossom perfume is the best, orange blossom can calm the mind, Mr. Mu has a lot of research on perfume... no, no, too philistine...

Young Master Cui hates bitter perfume the most...bitter, orange blossom fragrance is, it's the smell of mother...

Before he could find a suitable sentence from his mind, Mu Xing had retreated to a safe distance, and said, "Orange blossom is a common fragrance in Suzhou and Hangzhou. Miss Bai is from Jiangnan?"

"Ah." Looking at the pair of clear eyes in front of him, for some reason, Bai Yan suddenly didn't want to use the fake identity she used to use to bluff people.

She shook her head and said with a smile: "No, my ancestral home is originally in Yunnan, but I only lived in Suzhou for a while." She usually uses her identity as a Jiangnan to raise herself, thinking that Mr. Mu and Young Master Cui are not the same People, don't be exposed instead.

Mu Xing heard from Mr. Tang that Jiangnan women are very popular in the north.

Having heard Bai Yan's rapping Suzhou dialect before, Mu Xing had already guessed that she would not be from Jiangnan. He thought she was deliberately using Jiangnan's identity as a gimmick, so he deliberately asked Bai Yan, but Bai Yan did not lie. she.

Wenjiang is to the north, but Yunnan is in the southwest. She has traveled thousands of miles to Wenjiang, and I am afraid that there is also a sad thing.

Without further questioning about Bai Yan's background, Mu Xing was about to change the subject when the buddies at the same table suddenly said to her: "Oh, this is a love affair between a concubine and a concubine at first sight. Look, we're talking now! Mr. Mu, We've already drank the wine, you and Mr. Tang should also have a drink, right? And we pulled the strings for you and Miss Bai, don't we need another drink?"

Mu Xing was taken aback: "Uh...?"

She is a medical student, and she is disciplined by a doctor father. When it comes to tobacco and alcohol, she and her second brother have always kept a respectful distance. At most, they will drink a little rum at the banquet.Now if she drank strong alcohol like brandy like them, she would be beaten out by her father before she entered the house—no, I’m afraid she would never be able to find her way home.

But before she could refuse, the waiter at the side had already taken three glasses and poured a glass of brandy first. She married Bai Yan.

Tang Yu on the side readily agreed. Looking at the two glasses of wine, Mu Xing immediately started to feel troubled.

Damn, why didn't I expect to drink in the first place!

She quickly thought of a few excuses for not drinking, but she rejected them one by one.Everyone is a person who cares about face, just now she dug a hole to make people jump, if she doesn't drink now, I'm afraid it will be a grudge.

Everyone at the wine table focused their attention, Tang Yu had already picked up the glass, and Mu Xing couldn't wait any longer, so he had to follow to get the glass.

There is no other way, just drink it.

The liquid in the wine glass was clear, exuding a smell that Mu Xing couldn't understand, holding it in his hand felt like a thousand pieces of gold.

From the corner of the eye, he saw that Tang Yu was getting bored, Mu Xing gritted his teeth, and when he was about to drink, Bai Yan next to him suddenly reached out and held her hand.

Bai Yan smiled sweetly: "Shall I drink this glass of wine for Mr. Mu?"

"Oh—the beauty saves the hero!"

"No, no, we all drank it. Young Master Mu must be a little sincere, right?"

Mu Xing hesitated, and the wine glass in her hand was taken by Bai Yan. She smiled and said, "It's still a long time. If Young Master Mu's son gets drunk right now, it will be boring." After finishing speaking, the wine glass poured, Half a glass of brandy disappeared into her bright red lips.

Mu Xing was dumbfounded.

Pursing her lips, Bai Yan turned the wine glass upside down to show that she had finished drinking.Mu Xing looked at the rapid blush on her face, only worried that she might faint.

The people next to him started booing: "Good drinker!" "Okay!" "There is one more drink, come again!"

This cup of Bai Yan can no longer replace Mu Xing, and Mu Xing didn't have the heart to let her drink it, so he poured the old wine into his mouth without taste, and after completing the task, she hurriedly said to Bai Yan: "Are you okay? The alcohol content is very high, if you feel uncomfortable, you can go and have a rest." Then, she poured a cup of tea for Bai Yan.

Bai Yan was wiping her mouth with a handkerchief, when she heard this, she immediately wanted to laugh.

Is the third son Mu really innocent or does he have some thoughts? Did he pay her to come here to let her rest?

Shaking her head to show that she was fine, Bai Yan said: "My lord, you should eat something to rest your stomach first, you will have to drink later."

Mu Xing didn't understand Bai Yan's words first, but he really felt it in the next hour or so.

She really underestimated the true meaning of Tang Yu's sentence "go and play", and also underestimated the fun that these young masters and buddies could have.

At first everyone was just chatting, occasionally drinking some wine to add to the fun, and then it suddenly developed to punching and throwing dice, and those who lost would drink.

This is a pain for Mu Xing. If you want to have fun, Wen can shoot a pair of cards, and Wu can throw darts and play tennis, but she doesn't know anything about punching. Seeing that she doesn't know how to make things difficult, a few young masters Pull her vigorously to play.After a few laps, she was fined a lot of alcohol, and even Bai Yan persuaded and drank several glasses for Di.

By the time everyone called for changing venues, her feet were already weak and her mind was stuffy, and she took the elevator up to the garden on the top floor of the hotel only with Bai Yan's support.

The garden on the top floor is actually a dance hall. It is paved with concrete and decorated with colorful lights and green plants. It is very refreshing.When everyone came up, there was soft music playing in the garden, the cool breeze was blowing, and a group of people danced arm in arm on the dance floor, which made people feel comfortable.

But being blown by the cold wind, Mu Xing felt dizzy and nauseated for a while, so Bai Yan could only help her to rest on the rattan chair beside her.After confirming that she was okay, Tang Yu and the others had already entered the dance floor to play, and only Mu Xing and Bai Yan were left in the rest area.

After taking a sip of tea to relax, Mu Xing said apologetically, "You won't be able to play because of the delay."

Bai Yan sat beside her and shook her head: "I'm tired of playing, so I don't mind going." For them, this kind of dance hall is just a place for people to profit from it, so what's the fun in it?

The dance music gradually became lively, and after quietly watching the crowds of people on the dance floor for a while, Mu Xing said suddenly: "Tell me, if a man is willing to give up his fiancée for you, what would he think?"

Hearing this, Bai Yan's heart skipped a beat, and she turned to look at Mu Xing.

What does this mean?Is he trying to redeem her?No, it's impossible, what is that alluding to?

After thinking about it, she had no choice but to say in a direction that was beneficial to her: "Maybe it's because I have one, but does his fiancee have one?"

It might sound arrogant at first, but Bai Yan knew it was true, and Mu Xing knew it too.

What does Mr. Changsantangzi have?Beauty, style, means, and even—those things that ladies of the world will never have the chance to understand.

Looking up at the stars in the sky, Mu Xing smiled tastelessly.

That's right, Song Youcheng probably fell in love with that woman.

Then he was really, really blind!

She couldn't believe that she was not as good as the woman in Changsantang - unless that woman also had a face like Bai Yan, then she would have nothing to say.

But not possible.

So Song Youcheng was still blind.

Laughing again, Mu Xing straightened up, beckoned and took two more glasses of wine from the passing bartender.

Bai Yan was so frightened by her two laughs of unknown meaning that she dared not speak out, thinking that her answer had offended the young master.

Seeing that Mu Xing took two glasses of wine without making a sound, he hurriedly took them over: "Young Master Mu, why don't you drink it?" When the investment fee comes, she will be out of luck.

But as soon as Mu Xing stopped, he only handed her a cup, raised his head and drank the other cup in his hand, and then sighed happily: "Ah..."

"This wine is really good, why didn't I find it before." She looked at Bai Yan again, "Why don't you drink it?"

Seeing Mu Xing's dazed eyes, Bai Yan hurriedly put the wine on the table, and quickly poured another cup of tea for Mu Xing: "Mr. Mu, you are drunk, drink some tea first... ah!"

The outstretched hand was suddenly grabbed by Mu Xing, and the teacup in his hand was almost overturned. Before she could react, Mu Xing had already moved in front of her.

It is already a very dangerous distance.

Feeling disappointed for some reason, Bai Yan closed her eyes, ready to endure what might happen.

But nothing happened.

After waiting, she opened her eyes hesitantly.

Mu Xing, who was staring at her closely, suddenly laughed: "So it's a mole... I thought it was some kind of dust..."

Blinking slowly, Bai Yanhou realized belatedly that Mu Xing was talking about the mole under her right eyebrow.She usually pays attention to covering the mole with a thick powder, but now it may be too long since she hasn't touched up the makeup, and the mole has leaked out.

She was embarrassed for a moment, and wanted to reach out her hand to cover the mole, but Mu Xing was still gently pulling her hand, and she didn't take it out on a whim.

Sensing her intentions, Mu Xing turned his head slightly and looked at her suspiciously: "Why did you cover up this mole?"

Pursing her lips, Bai Yan explained: "People say that this mole of mine is ugly."

"No, I think it's pretty." Squinting his eyes, Mu Xing repeated as if confirming: "I think it's pretty."

This is the third time today, Bai Yan didn't know how to answer Mu Xing's words.

It's really not her fault, no one has ever noticed that she wore orange blossom perfume, no one would have assumed that someone would choose her, and no one would have praised her for her beauty without any obscenity.

Except the grown-up.

But even that grown-up didn't see her, but another person through her.

No one has ever seen her existence so seriously.

Fortunately, Mu Xing did not expect any response from her.She reached into her bosom, took out a sandalwood box, and put the contents in Bai Yan's hands.

"Well, I just said that you can definitely wear it in this size." Letting go of Bai Yan's hand, Mu Xing said to himself, "It still looks good on you, and it fits well with your clothes."

The dance music became more and more intense, blasting around the two of them, dragging An Jing into the carnival of the crowd.

"I will give you things that are not meant for me." Mu Xing said.

"What?" Without hearing what Mu Xing was saying, she withdrew her hand, and Bai Yan saw clearly that she was wearing an emerald bracelet.

A bracelet that is worth a lot of money at first glance.

Mu Xing leaned in front of her again, her blushing color made her look no longer gentle, but rather cute.The spotlights flickered endlessly, illuminating her eyes like stars in the sky.

Seventy percent drunk, she shouted to Bai Yan: "I said, this is my token of love for you!"

"I will marry you in the future!"

Huge fireworks exploded on the dance floor, resounding through the sky, looking at the shining eyes of the person in front of him, Bai Yan was speechless in a daze.

The third son Mu must be crazy.

She could only, dared to think so.