"I'm in the public lane and I'm not in your private sector, so there's no reason for you to catch me up for the time being." Gu Shaoqing's astonishment at the bottom of her eyes didn't stop. Her slender fingers held a cigarette, and her voice seemed to linger in the hoarse smoke: "and... I just want to accompany you to sleep."

Even with such a sense of distance.

Mujiutian wiped his long hair: "take off your cigarette."

He naturally put out the cigarette at her fingertips according to her instructions. He laughed in a low voice. He didn't know what pleased him. He put on a soft voice and coaxed: "it's OK. You go to sleep. I'll leave when your light goes out."

Looking at each other from afar, the delicate facial features are still bright even in the dark or even in the backlight.

She put the towel on the railing, her half dry hair was lifted to one side of her shoulder, and her gentle and picturesque face laughed: "I thought that in this year, you know my life very well."

"Yes." Gu Shaoqing nodded: "you have the habit of turning on the wall lamp when you sleep alone."

So

Is Gu Shaoqing not going to leave tonight?

It's completely dark. The street lamps in the courtyard are shining with warm orange light. You can see the flying insects stirring their wings in the deep summer breeze, hot but bleak.

Mu Jiutian smiles at Gu Shaoqing's eyes, which are full of tenderness and concentration. "Gu Shaoqing, why do you need it?"

Leaning on the side of the car, Gu Shaoqing raised her eyes and glared at her: "you should have known my answer long ago." The voice was quiet: "I have something to deal with tomorrow. Remember to take a bodyguard when you go to Xue's house."

"Bodyguard?" Mu Jiutian raised her eyebrow: "it seems that you all know that."

"About Xue Weiliu's return?"

"Isn't it?"

Gu Shaoqing's thin face and thin lips suddenly aroused a smile. His voice was gentle, but he could not hide his mockery: "it seems that there will be a lot of things tomorrow."

The rest, he did not say, mujiutian did not ask.

It's less than ten minutes from tomorrow, and she'll soon be able to find out.

Drooping eyes, two people silently looked at each other for a long time, she said: "time is late, I rest first."

"Good."

The man's voice is faint, hang up the phone, until the amazing figure on the second floor balcony turns away, his handsome face is very quiet and silent smile: "so, I hope you don't involve others, sweet wine."

Mu Jiutian felt that Gu Shaoqing was only staying downstairs because she didn't refuse to be his girlfriend at the dinner party, or even because of the kiss at the press conference, expecting her to change her mind.

The wall lamp is on, and the room is full of warm light.

Back to the floor sliding door, she lay on the bed with a smile, maybe at the beginning, she might be excited by such a romantic scene similar to an idol drama.

But now, it's long gone.

Because I want to go to Xue's house, mujiutian pushes all the business of the next day.

After breakfast, she leaned over to pick up the car key on the shoe cabinet, a white embroidered shirt and a pair of jeans shorts. Her long hair was casually pulled behind her head, revealing her delicate and full forehead. Her small face without powder was full of collagen, just like a young and beautiful college student.

"Take your time, Miss mu."

Say goodbye to the maid. As soon as mujiutian comes out of the villa gate, he sees two men in black suits standing by her car. They seem to be bodyguards.

The bodyguard, who is full of the breath of killing, looks up at the wine sweetly, but does not smile: "did Gu Shaoqing send you here?"

"Good morning, madam."

They bowed at the same time, more than half a head higher than mujiutian with high-heeled shoes. They were muscular: "Mr. Gu sent us to protect Mrs. Gu. Please forgive me."

"I'm going to a friend's house to see a friend, and there's no danger to your life that Mr. Gu guessed, so don't follow me."

Mujiutian just glanced at them lightly, crossed them directly and unlocked the car.

When the two bodyguards didn't have time to stop them, they stepped on the accelerator and the car rushed out directly.

But when the car was less than a kilometer away, there was a car following it blatantly. Needless to think, we all knew it was the two bodyguards.

As long as they don't interfere in her affairs, mujiutian doesn't care about them.Xue Xijing should have told him in advance. As soon as mujiutian stopped the car, a servant came out. He was very respectful and directed the way: "Mr. Wu has something to do. Miss AI is in the studio. Mr. Wu said that when Miss Mu comes, we will take you directly."

Miss AI.

Mu wine sweet can not help but chuckle.

It seems that not only Gu Wenbin doesn't have the idea of marrying Tang Rao, but also Xue Xijing doesn't have the idea of marrying Avril. Otherwise, how can he let the servant call her "Miss AI".

Look at the beginning has not determined the relationship, in the aunt called himself "wife" can know.

Although Gu Shaoqing is a bit of a scum, in this respect, I have to admit that he has to do better than the others.

The studio is built in the greenhouse. The fragrance of flowers in summer can't cover up the strong flavor of pigment.

"Miss AI, Miss Mu is here."

No one responded. As soon as the servant was ready to give the second notice, he was stopped by mujiutian: "I can go in myself."

As soon as you go in, you can see a thin figure with his back to him. His blonde hair comes down to his waist. The pure white clothes and skirts are light and light. They float slightly in the air conditioner.

The blood red paint is outlined on the canvas for the final application.

The girl has blonde hair and black eyes. Her hair is messy and embarrassed. She lifts the victory trophy high with the most tired posture. The flowers are everywhere around her. It looks like an outdoor flower house. It's a warm and beautiful picture, but there are blood stained thorns in the lower right corner.

If you look closely, you can also see that the girl's feet are slightly curled up with mottled blood and fine thorns, deeply pricked on the skin that is so white and tender that people almost want to take care of, and the blood and flesh become a shivering scar.

No one can imagine how the girl went through the cruel and crazy process to get the final victory trophy.

And this girl looks like

"Avril."

"Here you are." There was a slight pause in the blood red brush on the painting frame. The blonde did not look back, but just laughed in a hoarse voice: "what do you think of my painting?"

There was no response. I don't know if it was mujiutian who looked carefully or couldn't speak for a while.

For a long time, Mu Jiutian just smiles: "have you made up your mind?"

"The idea?" Rising tone, laughter light noble, but hidden endless irony: "come to the present results, do you think I have a way back?"

The fingers suddenly released, the brush fell to the ground, and the marble board was instantly more red.

Instead of picking it up, Avril turned around, her eyes were quiet, as if she was haunted by some unspeakable emotion, and her eyes were almost empty: "but I still want to thank Miss mu for her cooperation and preparation in advance."

"I'm a businessman and I can be regarded as your friend. I think it's better for you to choose between you and Hilda."

"No, it's more radical to choose me."

After all, Avril had been defeated by Hilda. The cruise ship full of black people and the general's nearly a year away from France spread layers of coldness in her eyes: "I heard that my last call delayed Miss Mu's press conference. Here I say sorry."

"No harm." Just adjusted the order of appearance, mujiutian didn't mind so much.

In the studio, except for Avril, there are no extra chairs or sofas. She just stands, quietly looking at the lower leg of the opposite white skirt. The lines are very beautiful: "I said I'm a businessman, so whether you win or she wins, I won't lose."

"Even so, I'd like to thank Miss Mu anyway."

Askew head, Avril gives a different feeling from the last wedding, just like two people in general, she quietly hook lips: "Xue Xijing asked you to accompany me, right?"

When it comes to Xue Xijing, his voice is cold and thin, as if he is talking about the most common stranger.

Mujiutian felt a little strange, but didn't ask: "he wants me to accompany you. He said you are not in a good mood recently. However, even without his invitation, I will come here today. After all, I have designed it for you, and I will see it implemented myself. "

Avril nodded, got up from the chair, didn't know where the card came from, and handed it to her.

It's a card, but it's like a business card. It's just a string of numbers.

"This call, after today, you can use it to contact me.""All right."

Just put it away, before we can say anything else, a burst of heat rushed in from the door, and the door was opened from the outside, followed by a gloomy man, with long legs and great strides. As soon as he entered the door, he just went to Avril's face and grasped her wrist.

The finger used great strength, and the green tendons in the tight wrist burst.

For Xue Xijing, mujiutian has been dealing with him for many times. He has always been proud of his status. He has never seen him exude such an obvious fury.

Even at the beginning, she had never swung Xue Weiliu.

"Here you are?"

Slowly pick eyebrows, Avril toward him warm smile, without the slightest emotion.

No one responds. Xue Xijing stares at Avril blindly. Her dark eyes are dense, and even the most superficial calmness is not willing to maintain. She turns around with strong evil.

Two people deadlocked, Mu wine sweet see, hand block in the middle of two people: "Xue Shao."

In the whole minute after her voice, Xue Xijing didn't change his mood at all. At last, he slowly turned his eyes to look at her for a few seconds and suddenly recognized: "Miss mu."

"What happened?"

"Nothing." But he didn't let go of Avril's big hand, pulled her to his side, and put on a look of seeing off: "it's late, Avril and I still have something to deal with, so I won't send Miss mu."

Two people are standing opposite mujiutian.

One did not pay attention, Avril did not know when to put on that pair of naive noble face, although it can not achieve disharmony, but also ignorant, looking at her eyes bright: "sweet wine, you come."