Not only is there no Xiaohai, there is no mom or dad as Jian Shaojun said. What the hell is going on.
"Lorui, don't worry, Xiaohai is fine. He is in the hotel with his parents. Mom and dad are very tired from flying and need to take a rest first." Jian Shaojun explained. Nothing unnatural at all.
Ye Luorui looked at Jian Shaojun dubiously, always feeling that he was a little strange today. But I felt that it must be my misunderstanding. How has Jian Shaojun treated himself over the years. Doesn't she know it yet
Jian Shaojun looked at Ye Luorui's confused expression, frowned, and then introduced the man next to him:
"Lorui, why don't you say hello to your cousin Musjia."
Ye Luorui followed Jian Shaojun's words and then raised her head to face the man. He had a face as clear and delicate as jade, and an appearance that was more alluring than a woman's. He was looking at himself with the corner of his mouth slightly pulled. The corners of his eyes were raised slightly. It is indeed somewhat similar to myself.
"Cousin, okay." He said these words stiffly, pulling at the corner of his mouth.
"Lorui, long time no see." Musjia said with a wicked smile.
Suddenly he lowered his head gently and kissed the side of Ye Luorui's face.
He stood up teasingly and looked at Ye Luorui with such eyes.
Ye Luorui was slightly stunned. Is this considered a courtesy given to her by Musijia from abroad? It’s just that Musjia’s lips are so cold. It landed on my face and caused goosebumps all over, like thousands of years of ice.
She couldn't help but stretched out her elbow and rubbed the place where his kiss had just fallen.
"Cousin, aren't you used to it?" Musjia asked with a chuckle, looking at Ye Luorui's appearance.
Ye Luorui also knew that her unconscious actions were a bit rude, but even if she really disliked him kissing her like this, it was difficult to forgive her etiquette.
"...Hmm. I'm still used to domestic etiquette." Although Ye Luorui used to live abroad, it has been three years since 'she' returned to China. So it's understandable that you're not used to it, Ye Luorui thought.
"You're not good." Musjia said, with a dazzling brilliance in his eyes.
He reached out again and gently shook Ye Luorui's palm as a salute. Falling in love with Jian Shaojun.
"Go in." Jian Shaojun replied with a faint smile, and in a blink of an eye, there was a gleam of concern in his eyes.
He ordered a few waiters to greet people at the door, and invited Ye Luorui and Musjia into the guest room.
The crowd that had gathered in the away stadium turned their heads and looked here in unison.
While whispering quietly into each other's ears, they gave them bright smiles knowingly.
Inevitably, people would come over to greet us and talk about official business.
Jian Shaojun picked up Ye Luorui's wrist without leaving a trace and placed it in the crook of his arm:
While talking to others. He gently interrupted Ye Luorui.
"You are my wife." She explained in a low voice to his actions.
Ye Luorui walked stiffly along with Jian Shaojun's steps. Although there was a smile on her face, it was unnatural and full of discomfort. But Musjia leisurely found a sofa under the floor-to-ceiling windows of the away court and sat down.
His legs crossed leisurely, and he lazily took the wine glass handed over by the waiter. His sharp eyes followed the movement of Jian Shaojun and Ye Luorui, and their sharp eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the human wall.
In the away game, everyone who needs to be seen has been seen. After a while of walking around.
Jian Shaojun also came over with Ye Luorui.
Musja sat down next to him.
Ye Luorui couldn't help but look up at the clock at the venue. It's really getting late, will Huo Muxuan be worried? Should she tell him that she was safe? Even if you can't say that you are tired of being with Jian Shaojun, let him know that you are safe, right
Nana stood up: "... Cousin, Shaojun, I'm going to the bathroom." He nodded gently, turned around and walked towards the other end of the living room.
Looking at Ye Luorui's back, Musjia laughed hoarsely:
"It's very similar. Her real name is Xiao Moshu, right? I must have remembered it correctly, right?"
"Mu Jia, since you know so well that she is not your cousin, why did you still kiss her?" Jian Shaojun whispered coldly, but the people who looked at him from all directions did not realize that the conversation between the two was not friendly at all. .
Just the soft light on the surface is infinite.
"So you also care about that etiquette." Mu Sijia laughed and suddenly changed the subject: "Jian Shaojun, please listen clearly, you asked me to help you."
"Mu Jia, you have to know that you are actually helping your lovely cousin." The two men competed tit-for-tat for dominance.
Ye Luorui walked past the bathroom door and walked straight to the changing room where she had just been.
The door was ajar, and he walked in slowly.
I fumbled to find my leisure bag. He reached out and slowly touched it inside.
Frowning slightly, where is her cell phone? In a panic, he dumped everything in his bag on the dressing table.
Her phone is missing.
Jian Shaojun, who was under the floor-to-ceiling window, raised his head and stared at the away team. As if receiving some secret signal, her eyes gleamed slightly: "As expected, she still wants to inform Huo Muxuan."
(End of chapter)