Stunning

Hua Zhi also bowed her head and smiled, she stretched out her arms and wrapped her arms around Mu Ti's waist.The substitute driver in front drove the car very smoothly, and the destructive lights of the city kept disappearing behind the car. She tilted her head slightly and rested her chin on Mu Ti's head.

Hua Zhi still used that coquettish tone, and said in Mu Ti's ear: I will work hard.

Chapter 45

Not long after Mu Ti returned home, she received Huang Yizhang's WeChat. She took Hua Zhiye's hand with one hand and went upstairs, and with the other hand, she unlocked her phone and clicked into WeChat.

There are three messages in total, written.

Huang Yizhang: I quite like Fang Qingqing

Huang Yizhang: What do you call this?

huang yizhang: what a fucking dog

Mu Ti put her hand on the editing box, and wanted to edit the text and send it over, but after thinking about it, she backed out and called Huang Yizhang directly.

As soon as the other end picked it up, the loud background music came. Mu Ti frowned and kept the phone away from her ears, listening to Huang Yizhang's hello.

Mu Ti: Find a quiet place.

Soon, the place gradually became quiet, and Mu Ti heard Huang Yizhang ask: What's wrong?

Mu Ti smiled: I want to hear if you are angry.

Huang Yizhang also laughed when he heard that, he found a cigarette in his pocket and lit it: "There's nothing to be angry about, that's it.He took a puff of cigarette: too coincidental.

Furthermore, this is not the first time by chance. He also chased a girl when he was in college, and he was told that the girl was having trouble with Mu Ti. His mood at that time was also the same as today. The stone is in my heart, and I can't kick it away.

But Huang Yizhang at that time was not like today. When they knew about this incident, the two of them were embarrassed for a long time. They hadn't seen each other for more than half a year. When they met later, they didn't know what to say.

Hearing what huang Yizhang said, Mu Ti felt relieved a little, and joked: So, do you want a girlfriend or a friend now?

Of course we want friends. Huang Yizhang replied immediately.

After Mu Ti hung up the phone, she immediately called Xiao Ma again. At this moment, she had been taken to the semi-open room on the second floor by Hua Zhi. Seeing that Hua Zhi also dragged her shoes in, she leaned aside on the wall, listening to the beeping of the phone.

A few seconds later, the phone was finally picked up. Mu Ti rubbed her head in a irritated manner, and said to the phone: Fang Qingqing is cooperating, don't answer it.

The pony on the other end paused after hearing this, and then said embarrassingly, "But, it's already done."

Mu Ti wondered: so fast?

Xiao Ma: That's right, after you hung up last time, they called from their side.

Mu Ti:

She sighed: Forget it, just pick it up.

Originally, after Huang Yizhang's phone call ended, she was already in a bad mood, but after Xiao Ma's phone call, Mu Ti felt that she suddenly became irritable.

There was a ding-dong wechat ringtone from the phone, she looked down, it was news from the studio, but she didn't even bother to open it, so she just threw it into the bag.

Hua Zhi was already sitting on the low stool, so she changed her shoes and went in. The person in front looked up at her, signaling her to go over.

Mu Ti threw her bag on the ground casually, and walked over barefoot, Hua Zhi also saw this, and gave up the seat in front of the table, and let Mu Ti sit there.

Nah.Hua Zhi also handed over the pen in his hand, and spread a piece of paper on the table.

Mu Ti took the pen with doubts, looked at the word Mu Ti at the beginning of the paper, and asked: What to write?

Hua Zhi also dragged a chair and sat down beside her, and asked: Have you ever written your preferences before? She stretched out her hand and gestured in the air: favorite fruits, vegetables, disliked fruits, vegetables, disliked People, don't like words, these.

After hearing this, Mu Ti pursed her lips and smiled, propped her head with the hand holding the pen, looked sideways at Hua Zhiye, tilted her head and asked: Did you do this kind of thing?

Hua Zhi also raised his eyebrows slightly, without denying it.

Mu Ti raised her head again, and made a guess: Could it be written for that little turtle of yours?

Hua Zhi also laughed after hearing this: What a little turtle.

She leaned closer, took a brush from the brush holder on the table, and knocked on Mu Ti's head unceremoniously: how many years have passed.She tapped the paper on the table again with a pen: write well, write slowly, and show me when you finish.

Mu Ti nodded obediently: Got it, Teacher Hua.

When Mu Ti was writing, Hua Zhi also took a book and put it on her lap to read at will. The writing brush was still held in her hand. The room was one tall and one short, reading a book in a leisurely manner, and a serious one. When I think about it, I really feel like a teacher and a student.

Mu Ti's pen writing is very ordinary, but she only thinks about the content of writing in her heart. After she finishes writing, she realizes that her handwriting is very irregular on this page. The name is deep and cold.

She glanced at it, put down the pen after there was no typo, pressed the table and stood up.