Chapter 362 Cute, but not for me

   In the face of Mu Jing's ridicule, Yin Ze stopped talking, and watched her angrily as she grabbed her hand and painted.

After    Mu Jing painted it, he grabbed his jointed hands and looked at it, "People are good-looking, even their hands are so good-looking, is there anything else you don't like?"

  Yin Ze blushed, and what he was going to say turned around in his mouth for a few times without saying it. In the end, he just sighed and said, "Ma Xiang takes Mu Yafei out, and someone should come in a while."

   "Come, come."

  Tearable nail polish dries very quickly, so Mu Jing squeezed his fingertips and said, "Don't be afraid."

   "...I'm not afraid."

"Oh."

   Seeing her indifferent attitude, Yin Ze couldn't help it, "Can you tear it up?"

   "Don't you think the little flowers I drew are cute?"

   "Cute, but not for me."

   "Then I'll paint Little Crystal, he should like it."

   Yuanlin's ability to accept is particularly strong, just like when he saw Mu Yafei just now, he didn't ask if it was inferred that she did it, and his attitude was so natural that Mu Yafei would be hurt like this.

   "...let's change the pattern."

  Yin Ze heard that she was going to paint for Yuan Lin, and the picture of her holding Yuan Lin's hand and admiring it appeared in her mind, "Don't spend it, paint other things."

   Mu Jing raised his eyebrows, "Why didn't you say anything when I started painting?"

   "Afraid of interrupting your creative inspiration."

   He found that after hanging out with Mu Jing for a long time, he became more and more foolish.

   "Quite conscious."

   Mu Jing began to refinish his nails, and when Ma Xiang brought a group of people over, she was still concentrating on drawing little wings for Yin Ze.

  The little angel, you have to match it with cute little wings.

   "Who is Mu Jing here?"

  The person in uniform has a straight face with Chinese characters, and there is a sense of righteousness between his brows, and he is not angry and arrogant.

Mu Jing painted Yin Ze with a layer of armor polish, and when he put the lid on, he got up, turned to look at the man, unexpectedly found out that it was an old acquaintance, and smiled: "Uncle Liao, long time no see. "

  Liao Zhengcheng was stunned when he heard this somewhat familiar voice, then walked over to take a closer look, only to realize that it was the little girl he knew.

   "Small scene?"

Liao Zhengcheng hadn't seen Mu Jing for almost two years. The reason why he knew her was because his daughter, who had just started learning taekwondo, ran home crying and complained. The description of her daughter was particularly wronged, and he was not angry. The one who came went to seek justice for his daughter, but ended up in a tie with her.

   After some explanation, she realized that her daughter took the initiative to ask for trouble, and she fought back when she couldn't bear it.

   After he took his daughter to apologize, he went back and forth, but his daughter admired Mu Jing who could tie him, and then slowly became familiar with him.

   I would have two moves with her when I was okay, but unfortunately he was transferred and left after a few months of acquaintance, only occasionally chatting with her on the V letter.

   "Really you?"

   Liao Zhengcheng smiled and said, "I thought you weren't someone who casually beat people, and thought it was the same name."

   Mu Jing shrugged, "I didn't expect it was Uncle Liao who was coming to clean me up?"

   "Bullshit, how can I handle you?"

Liao Zhengcheng let the others go away, then pulled Mu Jing to sit on the sofa, and after listening to her introduce her teammates, he greeted them one by one, "Okay, now tell me why you hit someone. Now? It's a rule that you can't fight."

   "She can't blame me for bumping into it herself."

   Mu Jing knocked on the melon seeds that Yin Ze brought over and said, "You know how hard my fist is."

   Mentioning this, Liao Zhengcheng's hands hurt.

   (end of this chapter)