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Mu Ran's sleepy bug was scared away by his arrival.
He laughed awkwardly: "It's so early?"
Because he just woke up, Mu Ran's voice is a little nasal, and his cool and provocative voice is a little cute.
The somewhat messy bird's nest head and a little tired face made him look more like a child.
Ji Jun's heart moved slightly, his pale lips slowly raised a faint smile, and his voice softened: "Yes."
People who don't smile often, when they smile for a moment, are not so amazing. On the contrary, it seems that because he doesn't smile often, the smile on the corner of his lips is a little stiff, which looks a little weird.
Mu Ran's eyes widened in astonishment, and his face was full of surprise.
Ji Jun realized his expression, and his heart was instantly covered with gloom and hostility.
The corners of the raised lips were lowered in an instant, as if what happened just now was an illusion.
Ji Jun regained his cold face, only a pair of dark thick eyes, now even more gloomy.
Mu Ran realized that he seemed to have reacted badly just now.
But it has already happened, and it cannot be undone.
He scratched his fluffy hair and said, "Wait for me for a while, let me wash up?"
"Okay." Ji Jun's voice was flat, without any emotion.
The two of them just looked at each other speechlessly.
The air is a little frozen.
Mu Ran turned sideways quickly and let him walk in.
After closing the door, Mu Ran couldn't wait to rush into the bathroom and start washing up.
Ji Jun, however, stood on the spot and scanned around slowly.
When his eyes glanced at the white handkerchief on the side cabinet, Ji Jun's eyes paused for a second, and then he looked elsewhere.
He strode to the living room.
The coffee table in the living room is full of snacks and various fruit wines, and there are pitiful garbage bags in the trash can beside it.
As for the kitchen, it was unbelievably clean.
It was empty inside, and there was nothing.
Ji Jun sat on the sofa in the living room and waited quietly for Mu Ran.
The sound of rushing water from the bathroom disturbed him a little.
Thinking of how she practiced smiling in front of the mirror in the bathroom for a long time yesterday, but got such a reaction, Ji Jun's eyes faintly overflowed with black air.
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After Mu Ran washed up and followed Ji Jun to his room, Mu Ran was a little surprised.
The layout of Ji Jun's room is very similar to that of Mu Ran's room.
Mu Ran thought that Ji Jun's room would be a little messy.
After all, a painter's studio is filled with all kinds of things.
Therefore, looking at the clean and tidy room in front of him, Mu Ran felt a little unreal.
There were only easels and a mannequin in the hall, and the rest was a table with a lot of paints and brushes.
Mu Ran saw sharply that there were torn papers in the black trash can in the corner of the living room.
Mu Ran glanced at it, and there seemed to be roses painted on the shredded paper inside.
Mu Ran looked at Ji Jun who was ready to start painting with a paintbrush, and took a stride to sit on the chair in the middle.
There was a smile on his face as always: "Is there anything I need to do?"
A bright smile fell into Ji Jun's eyes.
The fingertips holding the pen are slightly white, and the blue blood vessels on the back of the hand are slightly bulging.
He felt that smile was a bit harsh.
In a flash in my mind, on Weibo, I scrambled to call out the comments of the husband of the person in front of me.
Ji Jun's voice was cold: "No need." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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