After binding to the system, her full-level beauty shocked the entertainment industry

"In a moment." These words came out one by one from between Lu Shengjing's teeth.

The alarm bells blaring above Mu Yunfeng's head were not good or bad. More than just displeasure, this was simply a sign before the storm was coming.

He rubbed his neck, beads of sweat began to form on the fingers holding the phone in his hand, and said tremblingly, "Oh, okay."

"Is there anything else?" Lu Shengjing didn't seem to be asking, as if he was giving an ultimatum.

Listening to this sound that was like coming from hell, Mu Yunfeng couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. Boss, this is...

Then, he suddenly thought that it was 09:30 and the concert had just ended. The boss and Miss Mo were not on their way back.

He called at this time.

Mu Yunfeng closed his eyes and immediately wanted to send him away. He also wanted to slap himself on the spot.

A hundred secrets and a sparse, a hundred secrets and a sparse.

What kind of magical time did I choose?

However, now that the matter has come to this, he can only bite the bullet and finish the matters on the streets at hand.

"Boss, my wife asked you to go home for dinner next weekend."

"Is there anything else?" Lu Shengjing asked again.

"No, not this time." Mu Yunfeng broke into a cold sweat, dear mother.

He won't call again next time.

Oh no, next time as long as the boss is with Miss Mo, he will never call again.

He swears.

Lu Shengjing had a gloomy face and hung up the phone directly.

Looking at Mo Zhiran in the passenger seat, her head was still lowered, but her expression had returned to normal. She just huddled up and didn't dare to look at him.

He patted the steering wheel distractedly and stared ahead for three minutes.

After a long time, he finally sighed as if he had given up something.

By this time, his mood had calmed down and he started the car.

The car drove away into the night as fast as possible.

Mo Zhiran didn't know how she got home, she just felt that her steps were empty.

As soon as Lu Shengjing's car stopped downstairs in her community, Mo Zhiran quickly opened the car door, not even daring to look at her, and ran towards her home as if running away.

Lu Shengjing was behind him. He didn't even finish the sentence "Send me a WeChat message when you get home." The second half was interrupted by the car door slamming shut.

When he looked ahead, the little girl had already reached a place ten meters away from her.

Lu Shengjing's irritability suddenly turned into laughter.

This speed is simply faster than the hare in the tortoise and the hare race.

Mo Zhiran didn't know what was wrong with her. When she was in the elevator, she was still thinking about her state.

So wrong.

Isn't that just kissing?

Wasn't it just a kiss?

What's the big deal.

However, the beating heart could not stop.

She shook her head vigorously, trying to calm herself down.

However, all methods have been tried and nothing works.

Mo Zhiran was dumbfounded. Could this be the magic of love? Today she really felt it. Love makes people restless.

So she gave up the struggle.

With throbbing like this, he pushed open the door to his house.

As soon as he entered the door, Fang Xiaoran was already lying on the sofa watching TV series.

"Of course, you are finally back. Let me tell you, this concert is worse than watching a drama at home..." She tilted her head and finally noticed that Mo Zhiran was in something wrong, as if she was possessed.

"Eh? Ranran, are you okay? Why do you look like this, making you look stupid at the concert?"

Mo Zhiran said nothing, silently taking off her leather shoes and putting on slippers.

The whole person was like a puppet on strings, which made Fang Xiaoran panic.