Mu Le hesitated for a moment, wondering whether to greet him.
She wasn't sure if she would disturb him if she went up to him rashly.
But their route was heading in that direction. While Mu Le was hesitating, Gu Mingyuan had already pulled her closer to that place.
Mu Xingheng's ears twitched, and he subconsciously and politely gave up his seat.
When he turned sideways, he saw Mu Le.
Mu Le and Gu Mingyuan walked past Mu Xingheng hand in hand and made eye contact with him.
She smiled at Mu Xingheng in a friendly manner.
Because he wasn't sure whether he didn't want to be disturbed, Mu Le didn't dare to talk to him.
Fortunately, Mu Xingheng did not fall into the emotion just now.
When he saw Mu Le, he smiled a little, wagged his tail gently, and took the initiative to greet her: "Le Le, good afternoon."
Mu Le waved to him: "Good afternoon, squad leader."
She gently pulled Gu Mingyuan's hand and said to him, "This is our class monitor, Mu Xingheng."
Gu Mingyuan nodded to Mu Xingheng.
"He is Gu Mingyuan." Mu Le also introduced him to Mu Xingheng.
Mu Xingheng laid his ears flat against his head, looked at Gu Mingyuan a little timidly, and nodded.
It wasn't too rude.
"You guys go have fun." Mu Xingheng said to Mu Le, "I'm here with the club to do some research, I'll be leaving soon."
Mu Le responded: "Oh, okay."
Mu Xingheng thought for a moment, then said hesitantly, "Actually, I have something to ask... Since I met you here... Well, can I invite you to have dinner with me later?"
Mu Le paused and subconsciously glanced at Gu Mingyuan beside him.
"I probably can't do it today." Mu Le touched his nose and said to Mu Xingheng, "You see, I already have a date."
"Oh, sorry." Mu Xingheng smiled and winked at her, "Then I'll ask you out next time."
Mu Le smiled and said, "Okay."
As soon as Mu Xingheng left, Mu Le felt the strength holding his hand disappear.
She was stunned for a moment, and before she could react, she felt someone holding her shoulders with a force that was neither light nor heavy.
Almost fell into someone's arms.
Mu Le looked up and looked at Gu Mingyuan's chin, feeling a little silly: "?"
Gu Mingyuan put his arm on her shoulders, his posture calm and relaxed, and said in a low voice: "Are you on good terms with the squad leader?"
Mu Le thought about it and said with a smile: "I don't have a good relationship with Yuan Yuan."
Gu Mingyuan rubbed her head, hugged her and left.
His actions were more aggressive than before, and possessiveness was almost written on his face. Even though Mu Le knew that possessiveness was different from love, he was still overwhelmed by this feeling.
She felt like she was floating, like she was walking on marshmallows.
Gu Mingyuan took her to visit the museum and went out to find a restaurant for dinner in the evening.
The dinner environment was very romantic, with couples everywhere. Although the meal Gu Mingyuan ordered for her looked like a children's meal...
Never mind, the details don't matter.
The dessert after the meal was another ice cream.
Mu Le had already eaten ice cream today, and the weather in the capital wasn't too hot, so he ate this thing purely out of greed.
She was halfway through her meal when she suddenly felt a heaviness on her shoulders.
Gu Mingyuan leaned down beside her with his tall body and asked in a low voice, "Is it delicious?"
Mu Le: "... Good... delicious?"
He also reached out and took the ice cream from Mule.
Mu Le: “…???”
"Even if it's delicious, you can't eat it anymore." Gu Mingyuan held Mu Le's ice cream in one hand and touched her face with the other hand, "You'll have a stomachache."
Mu Le: “…”
Gu Mingyuan's hand fell naturally and he took her little hand.
The other hand holding the ice cream raised it to her lips and started eating her ice cream.
Mu Le: “!!!”
She was stunned, and her head was like fireworks, crackling and exploding.
She knew how particular about hygiene Gu Mingyuan was. Sometimes he was almost nitpicking. When they ate together in the past, he would use a set of public tableware for every meal, and he would insist on using public chopsticks when helping her pick up food.
He exchanged dishes with her at noon, and also used the fork he didn't use.
This is still good, he will be stricter with other people.
Oh... others may not dare to approach him.
Mu Le licked his lips quietly and whispered: "This is only the second one, it will be okay."
Gu Mingyuan tilted his head and glanced at her.
He pressed his lips against the white ball of vanilla ice cream, took a sip, and frowned again.
"It's too cold." Gu Mingyuan patted her head, "Eat less."
Mu Le: “…”
This kind of dad-like boyfriend's behavior is really hard to resist.
Overall, the date was a success.
In the evening, after Mu Le took a shower, Gu Mingyuan blew her hair, then squatted in front of her and took out the "hand cream" he bought during the day from his pocket.
Mu Le stretched out his fingers: "I'm fine now..."
Gu Mingyuan gently held her wrist: "Yes. Apply it again, and it will be fine tomorrow."
He helped Mu Le apply the ointment, watched her lie down, and covered her with a small quilt.
Then he leaned over and placed a kiss on the tip of her nose.
"Good night," he said.
Mu Le blinked: "Good night."
…
The next day was still the weekend.
Gu Mingyuan went to the laboratory, and Mu Le was alone at home with nothing to do, so he happened to chat with Mu Xingheng on the computer.
Mu Xingheng sent a video message.
Mu Le quickly put on his pajamas and answered the phone: "Squad leader?"
"Hello." Mu Xingheng smiled and looked around, "Did I disturb you?"
Mu Le guessed what he meant and blushed a little: "No, no."
Mu Xingheng: "That's good."
Mu Le asked him: "Did something happen?"
“… Not really?” Mu Xingheng said, “It’s not what just happened.”
He lowered his eyes, seeming a little conflicted.
Mu Le waited patiently for a while.
Mu Xingheng finally prepared himself mentally, and slowly raised his head and said, "My family's situation is a bit complicated... I have a younger brother who hasn't been in touch with my family for many years."
Mu Le was stunned: "Ah..."
She didn't expect Mu Xingheng to suddenly tell her about his family affairs.
The author has something to say: My stomach hurts this morning, so it’s just a little shorter.
Afternoon President!