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Chapter 391: A Straight Man Who Makes You Shut Up

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    "It's her boyfriend." Mu An'an's mind turned quickly, and soon he thought of a more satisfactory reason, "My boyfriend came to find her, and the two of them were getting bored and couldn't bear to part."

    "Isn't she very young?"

    "I'm an adult." Mu An'an blurted out, "Everyone is an adult, and my boyfriend grew up as a childhood sweetheart. I miss him so much. I'm sure it's not easy to pull him back and separate the young couple, right?"

    Having said that, Mu An'an dared to look up at Master Qi.

    Holding Qiye coquettishly, he said secretly, "I will have a boyfriend in the future, Qiye, you can't stop me from going out on a date."

    "Do you have one to try?" Qi Ye glanced over directly.

    That look is very fierce.

    The vicious Mu An'an almost blurted out and asked: Do you want to be my boyfriend by yourself?

    However, Mu Anan didn't dare to ask this question.

    I'm afraid I won't be able to get it back.

    She has never liked letting things go beyond her control.

    Previously, Huo Xian was used to stimulate Qi Ye, which caused a bad situation and made himself so sad that he died.

    She wanted to be more certain.

    At the very least, it is to catch the person behind Jiang's family pretending to be Qi Ye.

    After this time in the small courtyard in the forest, I was trying to find a way to get Qiye.

    Thinking of this, Mu Anan directly changed the subject, "Qiye, we don't have any new friends, let's go by ourselves, where are you taking me tonight?"

    After Mu An'an finished speaking, without waiting for Master Qi to respond, he immediately added, "Could it be that Master Qi won't take me there without new friends?"

    "Say nonsense."

    Zong Zhengyu pinched Mu An'an's ear, "Let's go."

    "The crutches were taken away by the servants, so I can't walk." Mu Anan hugged Master Qi and did not move.

    Zong Zhengyu directly took his hands away from Mu An'an's hands, then wrapped his arms around his waist, picked him up, and carried him out of the villa hall.

    Outside the door, Rosen has already prepared the car.

    Seeing Qi Ye coming out with Mu An'an in his arms, he immediately opened the car door for him.

    Qi Ye first put Mu An'an in, and then entered by himself.

    Rosen closed the car door, and the car slowly set off on the road.

    Mu Anan was looking forward to it, "Qiye, where are you taking me? Is it a surprise?"

    Mu Anan tilted his head and looked at Zong Zhengyu.

    However, Zong Zhengyu never mentioned this matter, "You will know when you arrive."

    "But I haven't eaten yet."

    "There is food over there."

    "So, are you actually going to take me to dinner?" Mu Anan smiled mischievously, with a face full of complacency and a little pride because he got out of Qiye's words.

    Seventh Master took a look, did not refute, and stretched out his hand to pinch her ears.

    "I've been out for a day, do you feel any discomfort in your feet?" Zong Zhengyu asked.

    She put Mu An'an's leg in a plaster cast on her own.

    The plaster is white and very clean.

    Mu An'an said, "No, I'm recovering pretty well. Dr. Gu also said that I can walk around a little now and don't have to sit in a wheelchair all the time. It won't be very good for my recovery in the future."

    Zong Zhengyu didn't speak.

    "Ah, that's right." Mu An'an suddenly let out a small exclamation, then went to the car cabinet, found a black marker pen from inside, and handed it to Master Qi.

    Seventh Master was puzzled, "Huh?"

    "Qiye, can you write me a blessing." Mu Anan said, "I watch TV dramas, and some patients with plaster casts often ask relatives and friends to write blessings on the plaster. It's very fun. You can write one too.  .¡±

    Mu Anan approached Zongzheng Yu with a smile, "Is it possible?"

    Her eyes are as bright as the sun.

    There is light in the pupils.

    With such eyes, he has no room to refuse.

    Zongzheng Yu caressed Mu An'an's eyes, then approached, and a kiss fell on his eyes.

    Mu An paused for a moment, apparently surprised by Zong Zhengyu's behavior.

    Qiye didn't say much, but quickly wrote on it with a marker pen.

    After Mu An'an was astonished by the sudden kiss, he looked at the plaster expectantly, thinking that Qi Ye would leave some heart-warming words.

    As a result, just a few words.

    It was blunt and speechless.

    'get well soon'

    The four words that are super perfunctory are also super straight men.

    Mu AnThe corners of her mouth twitched, she really didn't know what emotion to face Qiye at this moment.

    You said, this man is not a romantic person?

    However, when Mu Anan confirmed the internship date, he set off fireworks so that everyone in Jiangcheng could see his blessings.

    When in the capital, because of her insecurity, this man took her on a hot air balloon.

    This is something straight men can't do.

    Can it be said that men have romantic cells?

    Mu Anan looked down at the words 'Get well soon', shook his head silently, forget it.

    She wanted to be a little bit autistic.

    But Qiye, staring at the words' get well soon', was satisfied.

    The best wishes for patients are these four words.

    Mu Anan didn't want to talk, so he leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and tried to pretend to be dead.

    But just as Mu Anan closed his eyes, the phone rang.

    It's Jiang Zhen calling.

    Mu An'an was too lazy to move at first, and wanted to press the speakerphone directly, but he was worried that Jiang Zhen would reveal his secret when he talked about going to the mountain courtyard to meet someone, so he picked it up.

    "Hello?" Mu Anan's voice was weak.

    Jiang Zhen was obviously flattering, "An'an, Dad called you mainly to confirm the time to go to Qishan to the small forest courtyard tomorrow.

    Do you think six o'clock in the morning is okay?  "

    "Why are you so early?" Mu Anan frowned.

    Jiang Zhen replied, "Qishan is a bit far away, and it gets dark earlier than usual. This past happened to be on the mountain at noon. If it's late, it will be evening, and it's not easy to go up the mountain."

    After explaining, Jiang Zhen was afraid that Mu An'an would not like it, so he added, "Well, if you think it's too early, then let's stay at the bottom of the mountain for one night before going up later?"

    "No, it's only six o'clock." Mu Anan replied simply.

    She wasn't really going to relax.

    The ghost wants to stay with the Jiang family for one more night.

    "Then, shall I pick you up tomorrow, or what?" Jiang Zhen asked.

    "You will pick me up tomorrow"

    Just as Mu Anan was about to answer, Qi Ye snatched the phone, and he said directly, "I will send her here tomorrow."

    After finishing speaking, he hung up and returned the phone to Mu An'an.

    Mu Anan took it, a little confused, "Qi Ye, are you going to send me there tomorrow?"

    "Is there a problem?" Zong Zhengyu asked back.

    With a glance over her, Mu Anan immediately shook her head.

    Just a guilty conscience and a headache.

    Qiye personally sent it, so what should Xiao Jiu do?

    Mu Anan originally thought that Jiang Zhen would come and pick her up.

    Before picking it up, pick up Xiao Jiu by the way, so that you can directly avoid Qiye's side and take Xiao Jiu to Qishan.

    Can¡­¡­

    Tomorrow Qiye will deliver it in person, so what will Xiaojiu do?

    In fact, Mu An'an really wanted to tell Master Qi not to send him off, he was so busy after all.

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