Mu Yan frowned, he looked over, narrowed his light brown eyes slightly, beckoning him to speak.
The director caught the young man's eyes, and reacted quickly, he coughed.
"Excuse me, are you... Mianmian?"
For some reason, he couldn't utter those two words. The director bit the words unfamiliarly, and noticed that the face of the man on the opposite side had darkened, and he looked at him unfriendly.
"Ah?" The girl was taken aback for a moment, as if she didn't expect that Mu Yan was not on the other side, so she quickly responded.
"I am, may I ask you?"
The director held the mobile phone in his hand, and the palms of his hands began to sweat inexplicably, while carefully looking at Mu Yan's gaze, he said.
"I'm Mu Yan's colleague, he's drunk, we're downstairs in your dormitory now."
Kapok was a little surprised: "What?"
Under the gaze of that person's "coercion and temptation", the director continued.
"Can you come down for a while? He was so drunk that he insisted on seeing you."
Mu Mian hurriedly got up from the bed, and was afraid of alarming Chu Yao, so she got out of bed gently, and she whispered: "You wait a moment, I will go down now."
The director made a triumphant gesture to Mu Yan, and the creamy and delicate young man just glanced at him, and looked away in satisfaction.
After hanging up the phone, the director snorted coldly: "You are really hard to serve."
After speaking, he remembered again, the director reached out and touched his chin, very puzzled.
"But... what does this Mianmian have to do with you? It's not your girlfriend, is it?"
The young man took the phone, and he stared quietly at the brightly lit page with his eyes closed. Hearing this, he suddenly raised his head, his gaze extremely cold: "Is it something you can call Mianmian?"
"... What the hell? You're just crossing the river and tearing down the bridge!"
Mu Yan ignored him, the carriage was quiet for a while, and the director saw a girl walking out of the dark and gloomy dormitory from a distance.
The girl ran over in a hurry, and after getting closer, he could see her face clearly.
The girl is slender and small, with long hair, fair and beautiful cheeks, and looks very pure and lovely.
The director couldn't help being stunned, he clicked his tongue a few times in his heart, he didn't expect Mu Yan's taste to be this one.
He opened the car door and got out of the car. When the girl saw him, her expression was obviously startled, and then she came over and said to him politely: "Hello, you are Mu Yan's colleague, right?"
Hearing the girl's soft and sweet voice, the director froze and nodded, he asked.
"Are you his... girlfriend?"
Mu Mian hummed: "Is he okay now?"
Only then did the director come to his senses, he pointed to the co-pilot, and saw the girl walking by, he explained to her.
"He drank a lot, and he didn't go crazy on the road, but he still looked a little delirious."
Mu Mian opened the car door and froze for a moment.
The young man nestled in the passenger seat bent slightly, hugging his arms silently, with his forehead buried in his arms, looking pitiful and helpless.
Kapok leaned over slightly, she patted the boy's shoulder lightly, and cried out in a low voice of concern.
"Mu Yan?"
The man didn't move.
Mu Mian was puzzled and didn't touch him again, but looked back at the director suspiciously.
"He seems to have fallen asleep."
The director was taken aback for a moment, then became confused for a moment.
You were so awake just now, and fell asleep in just five minutes
Before he could say these words, the boy buried in his arms suddenly moved. He seemed to feel uncomfortable, and suddenly raised his head, as if he had no strength in his body, but adjusted his posture slightly.
(end of this chapter)