Chapter 306

Mu Beiting's face suddenly turned black.

Is there anyone who is more subdued than he is?

Can't you say it when you get married?

Don't show off if you marry a wife?

Not easy to get out of the door, but even hands are not allowed to pull, but also installed do not know!

See the man's face a little bit gloomy down, as if coated with a layer of frost.

Su Xiangwan involuntarily shrunk his neck and looked around his small face.

Seeing that no one noticed her direction, she hesitated for a moment, then went back to him and gently took Mu Beiting's arm: "this time First Let's go first. We'll talk about it next time. "

Su Xiangwan thought that although Yongle gate was also popular.

But it should not be hot enough to let everyone on the street know her.

Mu Beiting coldly glanced at his small hand on his arm. His anger faded a little. He snorted, wrapped her small hand with a big hand, and led her into the hotel.

Su Xiangwan buried her head very low all the way. The scarf she wore when she went out almost covered her eyes.

She knew she wasn't that well-known.

But the man beside her has!

From a pair of eyes, she fell into the lobby.

In front of the door, the beautiful welcome and etiquette lady couldn't help talking in a low voice.

"The man just now, see! handsome! Ah, ah... "

"It's a little familiar. Have you seen it anywhere! But is that his girlfriend

A foreman frowned and said, "stop. That man is not what you can think of. "

Instead of retreating, several young girls began to warm up.

"Mina, do you know that man?"

"Yes, tell us! I feel a little familiar. "

The foreman frowned and turned his head to look at the back of Mu Beiting and said slowly, "that's the big and small Mu family."

"It's him. I remember where I met him!"

"It's mubeiting, it's mubeiting!"

"Is the person around him Zhao Xinning?"

"I don't look like it, but it's a bit like that Like the Begonia in Yongle gate

Several girls chatter about the discussion, the foreman looked at the two people's back, but thinking.

Although Mu Beiting has been very self-control, few rumors spread.

But such a man will never be short of women.

She had seen him several times, but she had never seen him take the initiative to hold a woman's hand.

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Su Xiangwan lowered his head and followed his steps.

Only his spotless leather shoes were left in his sight for fear of being recognized.

"Here it is."

Mu Beiting stops in front of a private room door and opens his mouth in a deep voice.

Su Xiangwan then raised his head and swept the number on the private room -- chunmanlou.

Gently out of two tone, inexplicably a little nervous, tilted his head to ask Mu Beiting: "if they don't like me, how to do?"

He looked at her in black eyes and whispered, "I just like it."

Su Xiangwan's face flushed, unnaturally avoiding his sight.

Mu Beiting's lips curled up a radian and pushed the door in.

The private room is not big, the Chinese style is simple.

There is a screen on one side. There are several Chinese paintings hanging on the wall. In the middle is a mahogany round table.

A man and a woman were sitting at the round table. The man was about 40 years old. His figure was well maintained and his body was cool and dignified.

However, compared with Mu Beiting, the breath is more peaceful, mature and steady after years of precipitation, restrained and deep.