Don't make trouble!The villain can't be this cute

When coming out of the elevator, Song Anan hiccupped and twitched, and asked Jiang Mu desperately, "Why is that person blue?"

Surrounded by people, Jiang Mu could only coax her softly and say, "He's cosplaying Avatar."

Hearing this, Song An'an raised his arm and wiped away the snot and tears indiscriminately, raised his head and blinked innocently at Jiang Mu: "Really? No wonder it looks familiar!"

"Um"

Jiang Mu responded in a suppressed manner, and walked out of the building quickly, followed by Song An'an in a hurry.

The driver who picked up Jiang Mu parked the car at the old place. There were still a lot of people on the short road, so Jiang Mu saw a green-faced superhuman coming towards him.

Jiang Mu felt terrible at the time, and thought, coaxing her into being a cos Hulk obviously has an unreasonable figure.

Fortunately, Song An'an stood on a small high heel behind her and was half a head shorter, so she didn't notice the green-faced man immediately.

In order not to embarrass Song An'an by repeating her old tricks, as the commander-in-chief of the military region who acted in a low-key manner, Jiang Mu didn't think about it in a hurry, and almost gave up and ran away.

She hesitated for two seconds, then turned her head and stretched out her hand to cover Song Anan's eyes, led her all the way to the side of the road and stuffed her into the car.

After the car started, Song An'an chattered to Jiang Mu about how she felt when she was frightened. Jiang Mu rubbed his eye sockets with a sullen face, and looked out the window exhausted physically and mentally, letting her chatter on the sidelines.

Song Anan's thigh-like nerves have always been recognized. She actually thought that Jiang Mu hugged her so hard outside the elevator to protect and comfort her, so she came to an amazing conclusion——Jiang Mu must want to talk to her. She made peace.

So she spoke more and more freely. In just over 30 minutes by car, she had already shared the main experience of her life with Commander Jiang at an astonishing speed.

Jiang Mu was about to cry.

At this moment, Jiang Mu's cell phone rang just right, she took out the cell phone eagerly, turned her head to Song An'an and raised her index finger on her thin lips, so Song An'an's curse-like ramblings finally stopped.

The world is quiet.

"Hey"

Song An'an felt that Jiang Mu's voice was more tired than before, but she didn't know why.

"Well..." Jiang Mu cleared his throat and whispered into the phone: "In the car, take her to my place first."

Song Anan craned her neck to eavesdrop on what the person on the phone was talking about, and heard Jiang Mengyao's voice: "I heard that she cried at the elevator entrance just now? How is it now?"

"It's okay, she has been talking to me." Jiang Mu said lightly.

"Speaking to you? About what?"

Jiang Mu was silent, maybe she felt that the answer to this question was too complicated and trivial, so she paused for a long time before answering——

"Everything has been said."

"..." Jiang Mengyao obviously couldn't understand this short answer, which contained the boring journey of a stupid girl's life.

After hanging up the phone, the car was quiet for less than a minute, and Song An'an bluntly continued to open the chatter box, and the nickname of warming up queen was not random.

Jiang Mu obviously found out that this stupid girl is very resistant to scares.She almost forgot all about the intimidation and threats in the conference hall.

Jiang Mu was very aggrieved. Although this girl could stand being scared, she would definitely not be able to stand being beaten. Even if she was beaten lightly, she might forget about it at the first glance. Jiang Mu didn't like doing it? meaningful things.

Accompanied by Song Anan's seamless background sound all the way, the car finally stopped outside the garage of a villa in the suburbs.

"Wow!" Song Anan leaned against the glass window and looked up, shrinking her neck, and immediately became excited like a chicken blood.

It is a European-style building. The house is located on the hillside, surrounded by a lush lawn of flowers, with exquisite layout and well-trimmed.

From a distance, it looks like an aristocrat in Central Europe.

This kind of building has never been seen in Korean dramas. Fortunately, the well-informed Song Anan was lucky enough to witness it in a vampire movie. She immediately turned around and asked Jiang Mu excitedly: "Do I want to live in this house?"

Jiang Mu glanced at her, leaned over, put one hand on her shoulder, and pointed in the direction of the villa with the other, "Look."

Song Anan looked excitedly at the past.

"Did you see the kennel in the southeast corner?"

Song Anan was very excited: "I see, I see! It's so exquisite!"

Jiang Mu let go of his hand, and said indifferently: "It's just as long as you like it."

Song Anan took a few seconds to understand, pouted and said angrily, "I don't want to live in a kennel! I don't like it!"

After Jiang Mu settled her down, he said a few words to the servant, then changed into casual clothes and went out. Song Anan asked her where she was going, but she didn't answer her, so she had to shout at her back, "Go early and come back early." Happy to visit the house.

The familiar Song An'an took less than half an hour to have a heated fight with the two servants, but he was still cautious and asked carefully, "What does your master do? Is he a magician?"

The two servants burst into laughter when they heard this: "What magician? Miss Jiang is the commander-in-chief of the Sixth Military Region."

Song Anan couldn't understand: "What's that for?"

The younger servant said, "Soldier."

Song An'an was taken aback when he heard it, and thought that this guy is obviously a big villain who kills without batting an eyelid, but he dared to lurk in the national army as an undercover agent. It sounds like his position is not low, which is simply too scary!

But the most urgent thing right now is not worrying about the motherland, Song Anan glanced at the phone in the side hall, feeling as impatient as the rain in the desert.But I don't know what Jiang Mu explained to the servant before he left, and whether he would be reported if he called rashly.

It just so happened that a servant looked at the clock and said that it was time to prepare dinner, so he greeted Song Anan and walked downstairs to the kitchen.

Song An'an suppressed his excitement and tiptoed to the phone, but he was a little dazed when he raised the phone.The experience just now made her subconsciously want to call the police, but she didn't really forget Jiang Mu's warning to her, and it was impossible to say that she was really not afraid.

Secondly, even if the police reported what happened to them, they would probably be regarded as crazy, not to mention that the guy who wanted to report was a respectable military commander.

Song An'an thought for a moment and had to give up the idea of ​​asking for help, recalled the number, and called his mother.

When her mother picked up the phone, a round of mahjong hadn't finished yet, and the sound of playing cards on the mahjong table was endless. Song Anan shouted stammeringly: "Mom... I... I'm fine."

Her mother watched all directions and listened to all directions, threw out two cakes before replying: "It's nothing, what are you doing calling mom, mom is doing laundry, so I don't have time to talk on the phone."

Song An'an was a little anxious. Although she had already told Jiang Mu about what she had experienced, it was obvious that talking to her mother could alleviate her fear to a greater extent, but she was afraid that her mother would be too worried and make some drastic moves, so Hesitating and not knowing what to do.

She didn't say a word, her mother became impatient, and sent her at the same amazing speed as her: "Okay, okay, mom knows, let your dad send you a few hundred dollars tomorrow, you are here Be good at school, and when you come back from the holidays, mom will cook delicious food for you, be good and die."

"Beep, beep, beep..."

Song Anan's heart suddenly turned cold. Her father must be cooking at this time, and she couldn't hear the phone call, so she had to drop the phone in desperation, and went downstairs to the kitchen to chat with the two maids to relieve the pressure. They hit it off.

To say that this maid is really good at predicting things, as soon as the food came out of the pot, there was the sound of the door opening outside. Jiang Mu took off his coat expressionlessly with a sigh of relief, threw it on the black leather sofa, and walked leisurely to the dining table with one hand. Sit down, raise your legs, reach out and read the magazine.

After a while, Song Anan led the two maids to bring out the dishes, several of which were her specialty dishes.

As a foodie girl, Song An'an can't practice other skills, but her talent for cooking can be said to be comparable to that of a Chinese young master, and her taste is absolutely top-notch.

Song Anan suppressed her excitement and didn't take credit for it, she just wanted to wait for Jiang Mu to boast that the dish was delicious before she "accidentally" said that she made it herself.

She picked up the chopsticks and hugged the bowl, staring at Jiang Mu for a moment, but Jiang Mu frowned when he put a piece in his mouth.

Song An'an was startled, and hurriedly stretched out his chopsticks to pick up the dish Jiang Mu ate and tasted it—it was very good!

Jiang Mu looked different, he chewed the vegetables and looked at the rice bowl and said in a low voice, "You made it?"

Song Anan swallowed the food hastily and said, "Isn't it delicious?"

Jiang Mu glanced at her from the corner of his eye, swallowed it too, and didn't speak.

Song An'an was in a hurry now, and she started to eat violently by herself, only to realize that Jiang Mu was silently picking up vegetables, and Jiang Mu picked up whatever she picked up.

It looks delicious too.

"You..." Just as Song Anan was about to speak, his little brain turned, and he suddenly remembered the court drama he watched in the dormitory two days ago - the emperor made people... test poison when eating!

Now she understood that Jiang Mu probably had a different taste after eating it, and she was worried that she had taken the rat poison, so she took a bite and took a bite herself.

Song An'an was furious, and she showed her skills with good intentions. This guy is so suspicious that he ate so much and didn't even praise him. He is really heartless.

Jiang Mu still had no emotion on his face, and quietly picked up vegetables and ate.

Song An'an never knew that the world of difference between her mother and Jiang Mu's mother would lead to an insurmountable gap between Jiang Mu's temperament and her.

In Jiang Mumengchen's childhood, he hid too much bitterness and bitterness. Over time, he cultivated an immature city mansion, but it was not enough for outsiders.

Song Anan wolfed down the meal, put down the bowl and chopsticks angrily and sat there, Jiang Mu was still eating slowly, but seemed to be keenly aware of Song Anan's temper, she said softly: "The craftsmanship is good."

Song An'an is a person who shines brightly when given a little sunshine. As soon as she heard the praise, she immediately calmed down. She moved the chair to Jiang Mu's side in shock, and said to her, "Which dish do you like best? I don't know." Knowing that your taste is salty, I will ask your mother another day, and I will guarantee more..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Anan saw Jiang Mu's face suddenly lowered, and some kind of soul-stirring sadness was reflected in his eyes.