Thinking of this, everyone's eyes swept over Mu Zhengyan's lower body intentionally or unintentionally. Although the casual pants were a little loose, they could not resist the straight and slender legs of the man, wrapping his strong legs. As he stepped in, a kingly aura of the superior was crushed.

Scan the male charm and the bulging part was all adults, and they were secretly amazed... At least... this should be the size of Europeans and Americans?

This was the first time Mu Zhengyan made public appearance after Tang Chunyan spread rumors. He noticed that someone who was not afraid of death stared at his male symbol. Mu Zhengyan's evil and handsome face raised slightly, and his smile was more intriguing than not.

"It seems that everyone's eyes look at me have stories. What do you all want to know?"

"..." After a swipe, everyone present silently closed their mouths, not daring to breathe, and the timid people even lowered their heads.

The air instantly quiets, and the needle can be heard.

Qiao Xin'an's eyes thrust out, looking at someone strolling in disbelief. Leng Zhuoli was finally willing to come back for two days?

Director Fu was very eye-catching, and his eyes were on Mu Zhengyan and Qiao Xin'an, and he took the initiative to get out of the seat beside Qiao Xin'an.

In this way, Mu Zhengyan was as if nothing had happened, just sitting next to Qiao Xin'an's side. His eyes swept across Qiao Xin'an's red cheeks and frowned slightly without any trace.

The small porcelain bowls in front of me were already piled up in a high stack, all of which Qiao Xin'an had just drunk.

There was no way, everyone was too enthusiastic, and she was also forgot about it.

"Well... everyone is here to admire you for a cup!"

Director Fu gritted his teeth and said, and then pushed Qiao Xin'an with his shoulders: "Xiao Qiao, especially you, the birthday star tonight."

With Mu Zhengyan's arrival, Qiao Xin'an felt that her breathing was a little uncomfortable. She staggered with the wine glass and was about to toast Mu Zhengyan, but she didn't expect that when Director Fu saw that she was not moving for a long time, she pushed her again. She did not stand firmly and her whole body staggered into Mu Zhengyan's arms.

Hula... The wine coefficient in Qiao Xin'an's wine glass was poured on Mu Zhengyan's precious handmade suit, and the white shirt inside was also dyed with a faint scarlet red.

Everyone who had just breathed a sigh of relief held their breath and sucked the air conditioner again.

"Mr. Mu, Sister Qiao didn't mean it..." The male employee who had given Qiao Xin'an's gift on the set had a tough time explaining to Qiao Xin'an, and then hurriedly brought clean tissues to help Mu Zhengyan wipe them.

Mu Zhengyan raised his eyebrows at him, where did this come from?

The sharp black eyes narrowed slightly, avoiding the male employee's touch, took off the suit with his backhand and put it on the chair. His movements were unspeakable and smooth, elegant and noble, but his tone was a little cold: "But my suit is already dirty."

"Sister Qiao, please apologize to Mr. Mu..." the male staff reminded nervously.

Apologize?

Qiao Xin'an was almost unable to step on the bottom, as if floating in the clouds, his mind became more and more confused: "What apologize?"

I did it on purpose!”

"..." The male employee's eyes were completely panicked, and he lowered his voice and said, "Sister Qiao! Be awake! This is Mr. Mu!"

"wide awake?

I am very awake! I shouldn't have been thrown on my clothes, I should have been poured on my face..." Ignore her for a while, and then I gave her a huge amount of money. The number of love was so obvious, but after I gave it, I was violent to her coldly?

Since that's the case, what should I do for the birthday party prepared by the crew for her?

She was really about to be crazy by him! Dong--The bench at Mu Zhengyan's feet suddenly fell to the ground and made a dull impact.

The other staff members of the crew were frightened and went to observe Mu Zhengyan's expression. There was no trace of Mu Zhengyan's face, and it was impossible to tell whether it was joy or anger.

At first, some staff members were guilty and planned to leave: "Mr. Mu, Director Fu, I remembered that I had not finished my work, so I left first..." After that, they slipped away for convenience.

There are one and two, and more and more employees are leaving: "I haven't designed the clothes that Mr. Chen wants to wear tomorrow..." "My stomach hurts a little, go to the bathroom first! Use it slowly..." Gradually, the people left were almost the same, but Gu Xiner and the male staff who had just spoken for Qiao Xin'an have not left. Just as they were about to ease the atmosphere, Qiao Xin'an suddenly turned on the song ordering machine in the private room and pulled the executive director to stand in front of the TV: "Isn't I my birthday?"

Why is it so deserted? I want to listen to birthday songs! Sing to me, right?"

The executive director approached Qiao Xin'an close, smelling the faint perfume smell on her body, which was not strong, and drilled straight into the tip of her nose: "I haven't ordered the song yet, just click the song first."

Qiao Xinan waved her head and switched the song list on the song ordering machine to a birthday song.

"Come on, everyone sing together..." The executive director cleared his throat. As soon as he picked up the microphone and was about to sing, a slender finger with distinct joints suddenly snatched the microphone in his hand, with a cold look on his face and tuning: "happy.birthday.to.you, happy.birthday.to.you..." The low-alcoholic voice was deeply transmitted to everyone's ears through the sound in the private room.

Qiao Xinan patted the beats lightly, and her misty eyes under the light seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and she couldn't help but stare at Mu Zhengyan.

The handsome face was softly lit and looked extremely gentle.

"Mu Zhengyan, are you Mu Zhengyan?"

She suddenly held his face, as if she wanted to fix it, not move around, and eliminate the ghost.

Mu Zhengyan's singing voice stopped halfway, and then he stopped the microphone before he fell into her ear and murmured: "Yes, I am Mu Zhengyan, your unlucky husband Mu Zhengyan."

I wanted to celebrate her grand birthday, but the gifts were given first by my rival, and the crew snatched the banquet first... If he said something was left, it would probably be... a surprise that was not a surprise.

When Qiao Xin'an heard him say he was unlucky, Mei Feng frowned and muttered: "What unlucky, why are you unlucky? You should be happy to marry such an excellent girl as me..." "Happy?"

If he doesn't pay attention, he will come out and give him a drink like this. Is he still happy?

Qiao Xinan curled her lips: "Yes, you see, I am beautiful, have a hot body, have a good personality, and can act. I can make a lot of money in the future. Where do you go to find a better girl than me?"

Mu Zhengyan didn't expect Qiao Xin'an to be so narcissistic when he drank too much, but she was right, she was pretty and had a hot body. For example, now, she was close to herself, even if she didn't have close contact, he could glance down at her seductive scenery.

He suddenly reached out and hugged her tightly into his arms, rubbing his thin lips against her scorching earlobes: "Then do you love me?"

Love?

Qiao Xinan's mind became hotter and hotter, and her body was lighter: "If I don't love you, why would he marry you?

Do you think it's just for the little tail?

No...No, I also want to have a home. I want to know why you didn’t want me four years ago and why did you marry Tang Chunyan?”
Chapter completed!