Quickly brewing love: boss, let go!

Chapter 67 Sweet-scented osmanthus, deep curtain 23
It is not certain that she can stay, but it is something she is used to. She will stay as long as the original owner's soul ability can support her to live.

What should be done is perfect, for those fine wines, of course, it is good to meet some interesting people in the process, she also knows the truth of how to stop, it seems to be easy to get along with but the most difficult to get along with, leaving behind those unwarranted things, but it is not good.

Unreciprocal contributions, but in the end it will form hatred and resentment. This kind of thing is a cause and effect. To be precise, she is not willing to provoke, or in other words, no one has made her to the point where she can provoke.

Mu Jiuyao frowned slightly, not wanting to think too much.

After all, it was just a little ambiguous, and it felt wrong to say it out, and even if someone really had subtle emotions towards her, she didn't think that such a person who was also the pride of heaven would be treated like this things and sleepy.

There are many passers-by in life, and those who can arouse her a little bit of emotion are the proud ones who understand this truth.

So Mu Jiuyao is not worried about this matter.

And in the final analysis, she can only be regarded as a passerby.

Thinking of this, Mu Jiuyao paused slightly, but did not shake off the man's hand, but just sighed.

As soon as he entered the car, his body was forced to sink into the cushion.

Junshang is used to enjoy it, the cushion is very soft, it is specially customized by Junshang from other places, the fabric used will not make people sweat in summer, and will not make people cold in winter.

The soft cushion made her sink in it, and a thin silk gauze covered her exposed skin.

Mu Jiuyao looked up at him, but his eyes were blocked by him for a moment, her body froze slightly and then relaxed again, Junshang's voice sounded beside her ear, "Sleep for a while, I'll call you later."

With an overly gentle tone, Mu Jiuyao felt a trace of familiar aura, but that aura was only for a moment, as if it had never appeared before. Mu Jiuyao paused for a moment, then frowned. Did not speak.

This body is indeed very weak, and it won't last long, especially under such high-intensity work.

Following Junshang's strength, he let himself completely sink into the cushion, exhaled slowly, and fell asleep slowly.

Feeling that Mu Jiuyao was breathing peacefully and fell into sleep, Jun Shang looked at her and frowned slightly, there were traces of bruises in her eyes.

He lowered his head with some distress, and raised his hand to rub her eyes. The soft touch seemed to be still at the fingertips, and the small fan-like eyelashes fluttered twice.

Junshang smiled slightly, and there was a slight smile on the corner of his lips. This is not the original perfunctory smile, it is a smile from the heart, faint, with a trace of indifference, but the eyes are full of eyes. little girl.

He slightly lowered his head and rubbed Mu Jiuyao's cheek, then restrainedly placed a kiss on Mu Jiuyao's forehead, with a terrifying possessive desire, his dark eyes were cloudy for a moment, and finally he Still straightened up, looking at Mu Jiuyao who was still sleeping soundly, raised his hand to scrape her little nose.

"It's still a bit small..." There seemed to be a little dissatisfaction in the tone, the magnetic voice was very low, with a unique aura, domineeringly occupying the entire space.

(End of this chapter)