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The next day,

When Mu Xin woke up, Shu Yang was still sleeping.

Turning over the phone, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. There were several messages and a call.

The missed call belongs to Wei Yunji.

Mu Xin crossed off the missed call angrily, and replied to the message first. Among them was Zhuo Yu. After thinking about it, she remembered that this was the flirtatious young man who the crew knew in micro-clothes.

Ask him out to hang out.

Mu Xin has a reputation as a dandy, and she looks like a dandy, but she doesn't like particularly noisy environments, and she doesn't have the habit of playing and singing every night.

Back to the sentence "something".

Mu Xin deliberately ignored Wei Yunji's call, and didn't want to talk to him, at least not now.

The room is well-equipped, probably because Shu Yang often comes here, new clothes and breakfast are prepared in the living room.

Mu Xin took a shower, changed her clothes, and went out to wander around.

Walking to the room where Shu Cuilin was sent in last night, he restlessly put his hand on the doorknob.

The passing manager happened to see it, and his soul was frightened: "Master Mu!"

Mu Xin was taken aback by him: "What's wrong?"

Manager: "This...you don't want to touch this, Mr. Shu doesn't let people in, and the sixth master usually comes to clean it himself. Look there..."

Manager Mu Xinshun pointed his finger in the direction and saw a camera.

Fine.

He smiled at the camera: "Uncle, I won't go in..."

That's good, the manager rest assured.

Before she could catch her breath, Mu Xin pressed the doorknob and pushed the door in one go: "...!"

Mu Xin really didn't go in.

He glanced at the door, and the candy at the corner of the desk was gone, did he eat it or throw it away?

Just eat it.

At the end, he suggested to the camera: "Remember to lock the door next time, it's not safe."

The manager sweated and came down. The door is not locked here, but he emphasized that no entry is allowed.

People, the more they are not allowed to do something, the more they want to do it. In the beginning, some were ignorant or fearless or entered by mistake. They were fine at the time, but then they started to have bad luck.

The most recent one entered was half a year ago, less than a week at that time, first it was exposed for some reason that it was bullying classmates in school, then petty theft and even searched for bad websites on the Internet, in short, all kinds of personal affairs were picked up by netizens.There are no panties left, and the society dies directly.

It was as if, secretly, there was a pair of hands playing tricks on the world.

At the same time, the Shu Building,

The alarm sound of the door lock being touched was sent to the computer, Shu Cuilin looked at the moving head in the camera, especially the last sentence "how unsafe", expressionless.

The six sons who watched the whole process: "...Brother Lin Zi, do you want to lock the door?"

Shu Chuilin turned off the monitor: "Are you free? It's the busy time of farming in Qixian County. It's time to weed and water the crops. I'll give you a month's leave to go do some activities."

Liu Zi: ... covered his mouth and retreated to the corner silently.

It is true that farming is busy, but when I was a child, it was enough to plant the land early. Go for a month?He didn't think much of it for a day.

Shu Cuilin ignored him, turned on the monitor again, and played it back.

There was more than one monitor in that room, and the monitors from other directions were called up, and after two times, they could figure out what Mu Xin was looking at.

It looks silly, but sometimes it's quite smart.

After guessing, he opened the drawer and took out a piece of candy, the size of a button, reddish-brown oval, something that would not appear on the market, and you could smell the scorched sweetness without entering the mouth.

......

In the afternoon, Mu Xin received another call from Wei Yunji.

Wei Yunji: "Suisui, come out for dinner?"

Mu Xin was watching a movie in the audio-visual room at home, and the little dinosaur doll in his arms was almost crushed by him: "...Will Mu Hua go?"

Wei Yunji: "Only the two of us."

Probably because Mu Hua started too many tug-of-wars, Mu Xin is no longer like Wei Yunji in the past, who can say whatever he wants, and put forward conditions: "Then I'm going to eat dry pot spicy shrimp."

on purpose.

Just not to mention the matter of Wei Yunji's stomach, everyone in the Wei family has a mild taste, and they rarely taste spicy, spicy, hot and sour.

The other end of the phone laughed: "I listen to you."

Mu Xin hung up the phone, Wei Yunji's faint smile seemed to be still ringing in her ears, and her head was buried in the belly of the little dinosaur doll: "He said he would not bring Mu Hua, but also ate shrimp with me...he has me in his heart." yes, right?"

He changed into plain clothes and went out with sneakers. He looked younger, clean and pure, youthful and lively.

The dry pot restaurant I chose is not big, and there are no private rooms, but the taste is good.

According to the boss, he was afraid that opening a branch would ruin his reputation. Anyway, there was still a house to be demolished at home, so he did business safely.

Mu Xin has been in the film crew all year round, and she can adapt to good or bad, any boundaries. She skillfully pulled out a tissue to wipe the table, and then pushed the tissue box to Wei Yunji: "Wipe it yourself."

In the past, he was diligent, but he still had a bit of resentment in his heart, so he didn't want to rush forward.

Wei Yunji stood up.

He has a shirt and trousers, a slender waist, long legs and a straight back. He can be pulled onto the stage as a model without putting on any airs.

Mu Xin clenched the tissue tightly and stared at him without saying a word.

His eyes are beautiful, but they are not gentle, especially sharp when glaring, like a little leopard ready to attack.

Wei Yunji sighed, took the tissue from Mu Xin's hand, and led him to the table: "I'll do it."

He quickly cleaned the tables and chairs on Mu Xin's side, and sure enough, the seemingly clean tables and chairs were still stained with oil. He wondered why he came to such a place, but he misunderstood what happened yesterday, so he should just follow Mu Xin as an apology.

Mu Xin breathed a sigh of relief, her tone still not softened: "...Aren't you leaving?"

Wei Yunji looked at him: "I told you to have dinner with you, cheapskate... sit down."

He was tall and imposing, and he made this small shop look gloomy, but with such a generous smile, he was so handsome that everything around him seemed to be upgraded accordingly.

The waiter who was waiting to order next to him had a thin blush on his face.

Mu Xin murmured, "You're a cheapskate", and realized that she was wrong: "Brother Ji, why don't we switch to another one, you can't eat spicy food."

The unhappiness at the corners of his eyes and brows changed, and he approached Wei Yunji across the table to discuss, his brows were soft and cute, showing a bit of obedience.

Wei Yunji likes to see Mu Xin like this.

This is only normal, otherwise it would be too difficult for people to stab people everywhere like a hedgehog, and he didn't have much time to coax him.

Shaking his head: "It's all here, try it."

In fact, the spicy smell wafting in the air was already uncomfortable, but it was a long time since I sat down and had a good meal with Mu Xin, comparing it, it seemed that any discomfort could be overcome.

Mu Xin no longer refused.

However, taking advantage of the time to go to the bathroom, he went to the store next door to pack a piece of chicken porridge, and when he came back, he found that there were a few more peeled shrimps in the small plate in front of him.

The meal was peaceful and joyful.

Wei Yunji was checking out at the front desk, and Mu Xin was playing with folding paper with his head on his back. A small boat could be folded out of ordinary napkins in a few strokes.

After Wei Yunji turned around, he handed it to him: "Hey—a gift, worth the meal money."

Wei Yunji took the boat, looked at it twice and put it in his pocket: "What else do you want to do?"

He was at the company in the morning, and after calling in the afternoon to confirm that Mu Xin would come out, he pushed back the subsequent arrangements. He had free time for one afternoon and one night.

The two walked side by side on the street.

Mu Xin doesn't even count as an [-]th line now, even if she looks so outstanding that passers-by will see her, she won't be surrounded, so she thought as she walked, "Movie, how about watching a movie?"

Wei Yunji said that it is up to you to decide.

Mu Xin browsed her phone while walking, searched for the nearest movie theater, and chose a movie.

Unexpectedly, he stepped on the air.

He didn't fall, his waist was hooped, and he was pulled firmly to the stable ground. It turned out that there was a brick on the spot just now.

Wei Yunji carried Mu Xin to a place where there were few outsiders, and asked him: "Is it sprained?" He knelt down on one knee and pinched Mu Xin's ankle, asking, "Does it hurt? Let me see if you move it."

It hurt a little, like twisting, Mu Xin wanted to say it, but she was sure that the movie would not be finished, and she pulled Wei Yunji's hair with her fingers: "It doesn't hurt."

Seeing that Wei Yunji was about to get up, he pressed the man's shoulder to keep him from moving.

Wei Yunji was still half kneeling there, looking up at Mu Xin.

His eyes are always bright and sharp, with unquestionable firmness and calmness.

Mu Xin blinked her eyes, thought of something sneaky and amused, and then said: "Brother Ji, if you propose to me on your knees like this in the future, then I will definitely agree without saying a word."

Really, truer than real gold.

In his dreams, he wanted to marry Wei Yunji, to have three meals a day and to be with him for the rest of his life, and he wanted nothing more.

Wei Yunji patted Mu Xin's calf, laughed at him, "That's pretty cool!" He put Mu Xin's foot off his lap.

There was a shoe print on the silver-gray suit pants, and I took a photo to clean it up. I searched for the nearest movie theater with my mobile phone: "Let's go, young master, and choose a movie when we arrive."

Wei Yunji's father died young and his mother was weak, and he was brought up by Mr. Wei since he was a child.

He was raised as a family heir since he was a child. He has nothing to say about work, but he is not picky about entertainment. It doesn't matter whether he has it or not.

Knowing this, Mu Xin didn't ask Wei Yunji's opinion, and directly chose a war movie with a good reputation.

It was nine o'clock in the evening after the movie.

Mu Xin lazily leaned on the co-pilot's seat, all the gloom from the previous period was gone.

Wei Yunji was driving, took a look at Mu Xin sitting there quietly like a kitten, and slowed down the speed again.

Ask him: "Are you tired from filming?"

Mu Xin said casually, "It's okay."

Wei Yunji: "I'll be free for a few days in a while, don't you always want to go to sea and stop filming, okay? I'll take you out to play."

Mu Xin sat up: "Come back to film after playing?"

The atmosphere in the car suddenly fell silent.

Wei Yunji raised his hand to touch Mu Xin's head, wanting to touch his hair, but seeing Mu Xin dodging backwards, he just let it go, and said softly, "Suisui, you know what I mean."

Filming is not a serious business, and it doesn't sound good to say it. Besides, the entertainment industry is mixed with good and evil people, close to Zhu Zhechi, and now they are so detached.