The walls of the Chinese restaurant are made of carved wallpaper, and the patterns on it record retro mythology. The warm light above the head adds a bit of warmth to the atmosphere inexplicably.
Mu Jianjian was stunned.
"Miss Mu, what you said at the dinner table just now is that you will be my female companion. Does that count?"
Half of Feng Yebei's handsome face was hidden in the shadows. The broken hair on his forehead gave the man a bit of wildness, unruliness, dominance, and nobility, which were vividly reflected in this man.
Mu JianJian's heart was beating so hard for no reason.
"you……"
Her hands slowly clenched.
She was in a state of confusion, but as long as Feng Yebei dared to make any overstep, her fist would definitely hit him!
She pursed her lower lip, "Of course, it's not like she's a female companion, and it's not like she's never been one before."
The last time I was his female companion, I was splashed with water and even had my waistcoat exposed.
"Now that you have promised me, you can no longer promise Pei Siyuan."
Mu Jianjian was still wondering what this had to do with Pei Siyuan, and then he heard Feng Yebei say, "Stay away from Pei Siyuan."
Mu Jian was speechless, "He came to me on his own initiative, and you heard that there is cooperation between us."
Of course she knew that Pei Siyuan was not someone to be closely friends with, but she also didn't like Feng Yebei's strong and domineering attitude.
What kind of relationship do they have? Why should he decide her affairs?
"In what capacity do you decide for me which friends I make?"
Mu JianJian's rebellion was aroused again.
She looked at Feng Yebei expressionlessly, her eyes moving from his deep ink eyes to his hair. The man's well-maintained hair had a dark luster and dark lines.
In a suit, you can feel the high taste of the man in front of you from head to toe.
Mu Jianjian was distracted for a moment.
What would happen if she pulled out Feng Yebei's hair right now?
Thinking like this, her hands came first before her head, and she actually did it.
When her hand touched Feng Yebei's hair, Feng Yebei suddenly grabbed her wrist.
"Ms. Pei Siyuan is beyond control."
Feng Yebei glanced at Mu Jian's wrist. Because of her initiative, his originally irritable heart was relieved a lot, and his tone was not as cold as before.
He leaned forward lightly and whispered a warning in Mu Jian's ear, with a strong voice, "Stay away from him, otherwise I will be very unhappy."
funny.
No matter if you are happy or not!
Mu Jian struggled briefly, but Feng Yebei's wrist was tightly grasped and he couldn't break free.
"Let me go or I'll call the police!"
She glared at him angrily. If it wasn't to prove the relationship between him and the child, she wouldn't agree to go out to dinner with him!
The woman's tone was fierce, but in Feng Yebei's eyes, her almond-shaped eyes were round, like a kitten with fried hair, which made people's hearts itch.
I want to be kissed for no reason.
Just when Feng Yebei was about to bow his head.
"Crack-"
There was a clatter not far away and something fell to the ground.
Feng Mo pushed them forward and looked at the scene in front of him in surprise. The corner of his mouth could not suppress the joy that rose. When he met the eyes of the two and looked at his father's warning eyes, Feng Mo quickly covered his mouth and apologized seriously.
"Dad, I'm sleepy, so I'll go home first. You and Aunt Mu don't have to go back in a hurry."
After that, he turned around and ran away.
It’s not easy!
Dad is enlightened and knows how to tease Mommy!
Feng Mo clenched his fists excitedly and couldn't help but hit the air with a set of Muay Thai boxing.
Well, he is already a sensible son. He must learn to go home by himself and create opportunities for his parents to be alone.
After running out of the restaurant and getting in the car, Feng Mo thought again that he was reckless just now. It would be better if he could exit quietly without disturbing anyone.
Alas, it turns out that he still hasn't learned the essence of his father and is not as calm as his father in times of trouble.
Feng Mo ran all the way to the car.
"Uncle driver, drive and go home."
The driver is the bodyguard around Feng Yebei. As long as Feng Mo comes out with Master Feng, they will be extremely vigilant to prevent Feng Mo from leaving early.
Especially last time, the young master ran away to find his mother. Although Master Feng didn't blame them much, they were vigilant and took more precautions.
Now the young master ran out again, jumped into the car, and directly ordered them to drive. The driver couldn't help but wonder why the young master was unhappy.
You can look in the rearview mirror.
driver:"???"
He thought he was dazzled. Why did he think that the young master who took off his mask looked not only not angry, but also a little happy?
Feng Mo had no idea what the driver was thinking at this time. He took out his mobile phone and sent Tangbao a message asking about the DNA test results.
The reply I got was that I haven't received the express delivery yet.
The originally happy little face fell down again. Logically speaking, the results should have come out long ago. Which link caused the problem?
Inside the restaurant.
Feng Yebei licked his back alveolar. If you say this little guy is sensible, he is indeed very discerning, but if you say he is not sensible, the atmosphere he created just now was suddenly shattered.
He glanced at Mu's simple and red earlobe and pinched it unceremoniously. The earlobe was round and soft to the touch, making him want to pinch it again.
However, Feng Yebei withdrew his hand quickly after Mu Jianjian reacted. He put his hand into his pocket, and there was still touch on his fingers. Feng Yebei gently twisted his fingers as if he was not satisfied.
"Let's go, I'll take you back." Feng Yebei took the lead.
From the beginning to the end, Mu Jianjian didn't have time to say a complete sentence. She stared at Feng Yebei's back, and her entire popularity was gone.
Too much!
It’s really too much!
Mu Jianjian strode forward and pushed Feng Yebei against the wall with his backhand, in the same posture.
By the time she came to her senses, she had already banged the famous Young Master Feng against the wall.