The Boss is Very Busy

The atmosphere of the meal is fairly harmonious, and MuMian sometimes flicks the opposite person.

Although the young man often put on a proud and noble appearance, the little majesty couldn't say anything to refute, and finally his ears were red and he did not say a word.

After eating, the little majesty put on the power fence, and the attendants opened the car curtain for him. MuMian saw the young man stretch out his snowy white fingers and gently support it.

Before going up, the people behind him suddenly made a quiet voice. Xi Quan's movements immediately stopped, he looked back, looking at her quietly and obediently.

The slender eyelashes blinked a few times, and the little majesty seemed to feel that his appearance was too calm and well-behaved. He suddenly raised his white chin again, "What are you doing?"

The boy's tone was as vicious as possible.

But his tone is clean, and he doesn't have the feeling he expected.

The general chuckled slightly.

She unfolded her white palms, and there was a red braided rope lying quietly inside. She looked crooked and not beautiful.

The white and slender little majesty quietly glanced at the braided rope in her hand, his eyes paused, and he raised his eyes to look at MuMian again. The woman's smile was soft and clean.

Although the rope was crooked and crooked, she didn't seem to feel embarrassed. Instead, she curled her lips slightly and handed it over to him naturally, "Send you."

"..." Xi Quan's beautiful eyebrows moved, and he glanced at her palm slowly, his eyes cold.

"It's ugly."

"Ugly?" The general looked down as she had just realized it. She also looked down. It seemed a bit ugly, so she was silent for a while, preparing to withdraw her hand.

He said: "Well, just assume I didn't take it out."

"..." Noting the movement of her trying to take it back, the little majesty's white fingertips paused slightly, and he suddenly said, "How many people have you given away this thing?"

After speaking, his white and tender face showed a cold look, and he didn't seem to care about her next answer. But Xi Quan thought silently in his heart, if this thing has been given to many people, he wouldn't want it...

MuMian was taken aback for a while and answered.

"There is no one but you."

The boy's expression paused slightly, he raised his eyelashes, looked at the woman with his clear and beautiful amber pupils, and pressed his thin blushing lips slightly.

He still looked calm and indifferent, but he couldn't stop bending the corners of his lips. It was not easy to notice, so he immediately pretended to be calm, and the little hall held out his white and tender little hand indifferently and opened his palm.

He made a cold nose.

"My Highness reluctantly accepts it."

"..." MuMian raised her beautiful eyebrows. She blinked and placed the red string in the other's white palm. She looked down at the soft but slender and beautiful fingers. She couldn't help but slightly. Hook lips.

Following the routine that he had tried thousands of times in the past, his fingertips scratched in his little hand again. When the opponent opened his eyes and looked surprised, MuMian smiled and said with a calm smile: " So soft."

"...!!!"

Seeing the cars moving further and further away, the general smiled in a good mood, and the surrounding subordinates came to ask.

"General, are you going back to the mansion now?"

MuMian hummed, nodded, and turned around.

"Let's go."

In the car, Xi Quan lowered his head and scanned the red rope in his eyes and hands. The young man pursed the corners of his lips slightly. The lip line is straight. The red rope woven looks crooked and messy. He doesn't know if it is really rough or not at all.

But the little majesty shook the red rope lightly.