Almost subconsciously, Mu Ran froze and stood in a military posture.
"Hello, God!" Muran drank angrily.
But her eyes only dared to stare at Fu Qingze's bow tie, she couldn't even look directly at him.
"Chi¡ª¡ª" Fu Qingze laughed suddenly, and his voice was cool, "Little liar, pretending to be so similar?"
Mu Ran: Huh?
Mu Ran blinked, and looked up in a daze: "God, what are you talking about?"
Fu Qingze tilted his head, his thick black eyebrows raised slightly: "My assistant told me that you are completely different from what is said in the game and in the information."
Mu Ran said without blushing and heartbeat: "Those are those, but you are you!"
The implication is that he is like this because he is facing him.
"Okay." Fu Qingze nodded and followed Mu Ran's words, "In this case, I will fulfill the original promise."
Fu Qingze lifted his foot and walked towards the room.
Mu Ran quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
Mu Ran's eyes rolled, and he guessed in his heart: Promise It should be the promise he said to Assistant Li at the beginning, and the promise to play games with him in the future, right?
Mu Ran snickered happily, then turned around and sat beside Fu Qingze.
Mu Ran tirelessly stood by Fu Qingze's side, asking him many questions.
Fu Qingze answered one by one very patiently, without any vicious tongue at all.
After the two waited for a while, someone knocked on the door.
Opening the door, there were two people standing outside the door.
A muscular man with a short cut, and a woman wearing sunglasses, a sun hat, and a long lace dress.
The two people looked at each other disliked, and their faces were full of dislike.
The door opened, and the two were still arguing there.
Little Orange Juice rolled her eyes gorgeously under the sunglasses, and said, "I told you, I didn't steal your seat." That position was originally mine. It is you who are mistaken. "
The red turban was full of resentment: "It is obvious that your ticket fell to the ground and you got the wrong ticket!"
Little Orange Juice frowned impatiently: "Why do you think you are so ignorant? I told you all about it. You were wrong!"
Violent words are always easy to arouse the emotions of the other party.
The red scarf stared at her: "How could I be wrong? My eyes are not blind! Besides, this is where I came from, why are you following me?"
Little Orange Juice became unhappy when she heard this, and said coldly: "Follow you? Please, I still want to ask you! Why are you following me?!"
Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, Mu Ran hurriedly waved his hands to stop him: "Stop, stop, you two¡ªone is a small orange juice, the other is a red scarf, right?"
The sound of the two quarreling stopped abruptly.
Seeing them stop, Mu Ran smiled again: "Little Orange Juice, Red Turban, you are all welcome."
As soon as the words were finished, the quarrel between the two became even louder.
"So it's you! The red turban!" Xiao Chengjue rolled up his sleeves, pinched his waist, and completely started to curse, "I said, why are you so annoying!"
The red turban's eyes widened: "Little Orange Juice! I didn't expect you to be younger than me!"
The expression of the sky falling with a red turban all over his face.
Mu Ran helplessly supported his forehead, a little unable to control the situation in front of him.
"Come in." Fu Qingze said suddenly, directly stopping the quarrel between the two of them completely. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com