Chapter 97

It's just a few words, he is not slow to put everything in the invisible, but also people can't help but be convinced.

The reporter's shouts were still in his ears, but Leng muxun's answers to those questions were not heard in late autumn. When he arrived in front of the car like a puppet, Leng muxun opened the door for her and took her to the back seat of the car. He wore a hat on his head, which covered the injury on his head, but the injury on his leg was not covered at all, But from the head to the end, he didn't lose his momentum at all. The wind of the king made everyone ignore to ask about the injury on his leg.

It has to be said that Leng muxun's adaptability is extremely strong, even extremely mysterious, which is absolutely impossible for Zhong wanqiu who has never experienced such a big scene.

His body trembled slightly, and his ears seemed to float with the cries of the reporters outside the car window, one after another.

A bottle of mineral water came to her and said, "drink it."

Late autumn want to also don't want to take over, looking at the water, she just know how thirsty she is, just really too nervous.

"Gudong Gudong" finished, Leng muxun waved, "drive." But immediately, he grabbed half of the water she drank, and then took a sip from the mouth of the bottle. Although he didn't hear the sound of the flash light, it made late autumn associate with the sound of the flash light. Leng muxun absolutely intentionally let people outside the car know that he was drinking the bottled water she had just drunk, It was like showing off to the world that she was his wife.

"Leng muxun, why don't you take a bottle that hasn't been moved? Why drink the rest of me? " She was a little irritated, but not fit.

"Don't you think it's more like a couple?" Smiling, he seems to be in a good mood.

"But we..."

"It's agreed that you should play your own role well in the past six months. If you play well, or don't need six months, I will give you freedom ahead of time."

What a good temptation. Late autumn was moved. "Next time, do I grab half of the water you drink?"

"Yes, I don't mind." His sultry words made him return to the cold muxun he used to be. She always felt that his ruthlessness today seemed to be due to some reasons, but she couldn't guess just looking at him.

Sipping her lips, sitting beside him made her feel uncomfortable. So, late autumn subconsciously moved to the direction of the car door, just wanted to stay away from him, the farther the better, so as to eliminate her tension.

"Zhong wanqiu, what are you afraid of?"

"No... no..." she's really useless. She just sits beside him like this. She can't help being nervous.

"Then why are you avoiding me? If you behave like this in front of outsiders, the agreement between us will immediately go through. "

"Oh, I see." Or do not change the original intention of sitting in the same place, from his full distance of half a person.

Leng muxun takes a look at her, but it's not hard for her. He just puts his eyes in front of the car, and then picks up his mobile phone, "are those reporters gone?"

“……”

"Go to all the newspapers in the evening to check the news. All the news that is bad for Leng should be corrected."

His method is really extraordinary, so with her bright a phase, really want to block the mouth of others, Zhong late autumn finally know their own value.

Soon, after giving orders, Leng muxun hung up the phone. The car was driving towards the direction of t-big. Half way, he slowed down. Looking out of the window, not far away was the place where she and he had eaten noodles together. In retrospect, her heart began to think about it. She was thinking that the car actually stopped, and that position was in front of the noodle shop.

Pushing the door open, his hand began to hold her again, as if it was the only way to make people believe that she was his wife.

Promised him, and she wanted to shorten the six-month period to the shortest, so that she would have returned her freedom.

"I remember that you liked the noodles of this restaurant very much, so you let the driver drive here. This kind of place is more friendly."

He's really changed. When she was arguing to come to this store, he didn't agree at first. Even when she ordered noodles and sat down to eat, he refused to take a bite. He didn't want to go to the place where they had only been together once, but he still remembers it.

Is he good or bad to her?

She was confused.

I don't know how I got into the store, "two bowls of noodles." Leng muxun said casually that it was so natural. It was no longer like when she took him into the store, she ordered noodles and paid the bill from beginning to end.

But after a while, they sat down for a while and brought up a dish, "Sir, do you have a girlfriend? It's beautiful. "

Listening to the strange waiter in the shop asking Leng muxun's questions, Zhong wanqiu almost lost her chin. Is she right? The waitress seems to be familiar with Leng muxun. Another thing is that it's really strange today. When she goes out with Bai Moyu in the morning, people ask her who she is. Now when she comes out with Leng muxun, people ask her what's the relationship with Leng muxun, It's been a ghost day.

"No

"Sir never brings anyone. I think this lady must be your best friend." The waitress was very clever and good at speaking. One or two sentences mixed the atmosphere.

"Oh, No."

"What's that?" The waitress was a little confused, but the more she couldn't get the answer, the more she wanted to know, "Sir, let's introduce you. How can you be regarded as a frequent guest here? If she were your girlfriend, I'd like to have this meal today."

"Oh, no, she's my wife." Don't hesitate to say, late autumn even saw the waitress immediately opened the mouth how also can't close, she is scared.

But in fact, she was also surprised. She never knew Leng muxun was a frequent customer here. For several years, the waiters here should have changed batch after batch, and from the point of view of his familiarity with the waitress, he should really be a frequent customer of this shop.

"Sir, you are married. Your wife is beautiful."

"That's right. I'll have more meat and fried eggs for the noodles tonight. I'll have both bowls of noodles."

"Well, I'm going to tell you." The waitress hurried to inform her. In late autumn, she took chopsticks and ate pickles, sweet and sour carrots and white radishes in a small dish. They were very delicious.

"Well, it hasn't changed, has it?"

She laughed. She was nervous all afternoon, but now when it was only her and him, she found that she had slowly learned to relax. The atmosphere here was good, at least better than that in his office. "Well, it really hasn't changed. I haven't been here for a long time."

"Then eat more. Shall I order you another bowl of noodles?"

"I'm not a pig. No, one bowl is enough." I didn't expect that he would be a regular here.

Noodles came, steaming hot two bowls of noodles, "Sir, each bowl put two meat and two fried eggs yo."

"Thank you."

"I wish my husband would come often. That's to take care of our business."

He laughed, a good-looking row of teeth, so now in the eyes of late autumn, she suddenly found that in this store he had more human taste, at least not so cold.

"Ah Xun, why don't you bring her to eat?" Since she likes it here, she thinks that he should bring minqiu to eat the noodles here. What authentic family noodles, with mom's taste.

The chopsticks in Leng muxun's hands stagnated, and he stopped them in the air. Looking at the hot steam from the bowl, his chopsticks were put back on the table. "Late autumn, when we are together, I don't want to mention minqiu, OK?"

"Well, why? Don't you like her? I ask you, does she like fulanghua the most? "

He was silent, leaning back in his chair, his arms crossed his chest, and his dark eyes fixed on her face as if there were something on her face.

"Yes, she's a young lady. She's so delicate. She can't like such a snack bar. She likes such a grand place as meiduan. It's better to have your violin against it. That's beautiful."

Leng muxun is still silent, but his eyes reveal his mind. He is forbearing. His eyes seem to kill her.

"Ah Xun, when we leave, we'll pack one and send it to her. Maybe she'll like the noodles here. You see, you're a living example." With a smile, she put the noodles into her mouth. "It's delicious."

"Zhong wanqiu, have you said enough?" As soon as he heard his voice, he knew that he was trying to suppress it. Otherwise, he would wave his fist at her.

"I think sister minqiu is very good. Isn't she the godmother of Shishi and Guoguo? As a matter of fact, I'll invite her to dinner another day."

"Shut up." He roared, a blow fell to her, but fell to the table on the table, shock snack bar immediately a loud noise, then, snack bar but all normal hearing people turned to their table.

"Why can't you say she? One is that she is the godmother of the children. The other is that she is not your brother's wife. Leng muxun, your reaction is too bad. " She was not in a hurry, even less angry, and continued in a leisurely manner. Then she took another mouthful of noodles, which did not affect her mood at all because of his reaction.

Leng muxun cold up a face, a long time just hum out two words, "eat noodles." Then came another sentence, "can't you stop eating noodles?"

"Puchi", late autumn laughs, "Leng muxun, although I can't talk more when I'm eating, I'm eating noodles, not dinner." She was very literal, that is to say, she was fighting with him. She found that it was interesting to see him blush with anger.