Seeing each other happily: beautiful men can't be provoked

Chapter 59

Only then did Mu Xue come back to her senses, seeing that his almond eyes were wide open, he was a bit childish.Mu Xue was stunned, her thin lips parted slightly.Xin Dao, it turns out that he is so beautiful when he is angry...

"Why are you looking at me stupidly?" Leng Xuan'er was suspicious, could there be something wrong with her face?
"It's okay!" Mu Xue's pretty face flushed, and she quickly readjusted her demeanor, returning to her usual indifferent smile. "What did you say to me just now?"

"No... I..." Leng Xuan'er couldn't prevent Mu Xue from changing the subject suddenly, and even forgot what he said just now. He didn't know what was wrong with him, and he was flustered when he saw her these days.

"Pu Chi, forget it if you don't remember, let's talk about it when you think about it." Seeing Leng Xuan'er's silly appearance, Mu Xue couldn't help laughing.

Leng Xuan'er suddenly lowered her head in frustration, staring at the thirty taels of silver.To him in the past, this was nothing at all, but now it has become all his belongings.

Seeing Leng Xuan'er's depression, Mu Xue understood his thoughts, but she didn't know how to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, Leng Xuan'er opened his mouth first, "Axue, you will not regret helping me..."

If it wasn't for him, why would she have to shoulder such a big burden now, and stand up for him all the way from down the mountain to Qingzhou.

Although he's used to pretending to be savage and self-willed, he's not heartless.

"Of course it's regret—" Mu Xue dragged his voice to tease him, but seeing Leng Xuan'er's face turned ashen, Fang smiled, "Of course regret is useless, don't think about it, I, Mu Xue, have nothing at all. , those who are used to being poor will continue to be poor.”

God knows Mu Xue is obviously not poor!It's a pity that people wore it, but money didn't follow it...

Hearing what Mu Xue said, Leng Xuan'er smiled happily, one moment because of her heartbroken; the next moment because of her heart full of sweetness.Even he himself couldn't understand what she relied on to control his heart so capriciously.

"Okay, are you sleepy or not? If not, come and help draw the flyers." Mu Xue didn't want him to continue thinking wildly, so she said with a smile.

Leng Xuan'er was taken aback, and when he heard that he could help, he immediately smiled happily, "I'm not sleepy, I'll draw." After finishing speaking, he walked to Mu Xue's side as if he was afraid of Mu Xue's repentance.

Mu Xue simply stood up and handed the brush to Leng Xuan'er, "Here, copy this leaflet according to mine."

Leng Xuan'er looked at the list and blushed immediately. This was too explicit...Mr. Mo was afraid that he would be angry.

It was clearly written on the paper: The grand opening of Baizuixiang, [-]% discount on food and beverages for guests, specially invited Mr. Mo Yan to endorse, guests will have the opportunity to get in touch with Mr. Mo Yan up close and see the sky.

Not only that, Mu Xue actually vividly drew the back of a man with a magnificent figure on the paper.

"This...Axue, have you discussed it with Mr. Mo?" Leng Xuan'er was a little troubled.

"Of course not, I told him, how could he agree to it." Mu Xue said with a smile, "Anyway, he's an otaku who doesn't leave his home, and he doesn't know about this flyer, as long as you don't tell him." He is indeed a profiteer...

However, "What is an otaku?" Leng Xuan'er asked curiously.

"Uh, it's Mo Yan." Mu Xue didn't bother to explain, and waved her hand, signaling Leng Xuan'er to copy it quickly. "I'll think about other gimmicks."

They couldn't afford a lion dance, so she naturally had a cheap method, and it must be better than those old-fashioned methods.

"A gimmick?" Leng Xuan'er obviously didn't understand the meaning of a gimmick, where did she come up with such weird words.

"Uh..." Mu Xue knew she had made a slip of the tongue, "You just copy it carefully, those words are not the point."

After all, Mu Xue continued to scratch her head and face to think of ideas, so as to make her pot drunk incense more popular.

(End of this chapter)