Lan Shuixin’s lonely eyebrows suddenly brightened,

   "Give it to me!"

   Then he ran over by himself, took the phone that Ellie was handing, and put it in his ear to connect.

   "Anan."

  The cold voice has also restored its elegance and charm.

  ...

  Looking at, Ai Li's frowning eyebrows tightened.

  Shui Xin now puts almost all of her attention on Mu Zinan, but Mr. Mu...

  Aili was secretly thinking, Lan Shuixin had hung up the phone, shaking her arm while shaking, and said excitedly,

   "Ari, Anan, he came to me!"

  Allie was slightly startled,

  "Mr Mu is coming to see you now?"

  The voice of rhetorical question is also obviously a little excited.

From the time Shui Xin returned to China, let alone Mr. Mu coming to the hotel room to look for her at night, even Shui Xin took the initiative to invite Mr. Mu to eat, but his secretary always regarded Mr. Mu as "Mr. Mu is in a meeting" or "Mr. Mu is going to go on a business trip." Waiting for various official reasons to directly refused.

  However, at this time, President Mu had just had an accident with Ai Qianqian. He came to find Shui Xin. Why did he feel a little strange...

  But---

   Before Ai Li could think about it, Lan Shui Xin took Ai Li’s arm and pushed it towards the door of the living room, and said with excitement.

   "Ari, go away, Anan just called me and said that he has arrived in the hotel lobby, and he is probably already up now."

  ...

  Speaking, Lan Shuixin opened the door, took off the backpack hanging on the shelf at the door, stuffed it into Ai Li's arms, and pushed it out together.

  Aili shook her head helplessly again, was about to leave but was stopped by Lan Shuixin, lowered her voice and asked her,

   "Ellie, how do I look?"

  Speaking, Lan Shuixin also touched her long hair scattered on her shoulders. They had just returned from the advertising agency, and their clothes and makeup hadn't changed yet.

   Ai Li looked at Lan Shui Xin from head to toe, then nodded and praised seriously.

   "Very beautiful and sexual."

   Lan Shui Xin raised her hand to Ai Li with confidence.

   "Hurry up."

   With a "click", Lan Shuixin closed the door, and Ai Li stood outside the door looking at the closed door, and then confessed.

   "Shui Xin, remember to talk to Mr. Mu about the promotion of "Snow Girl"."

"Got it."

  Allie carried her bag and left.

  ...

  End of the promenade---

  Ari is standing in front of the elevator waiting for the elevator to come up.

With a "ding", the elevator arrived and the door opened. As soon as Allie looked up and was about to walk in, she saw the man standing in the elevator.

  Ari quickly put her foot back, and bends down a little respectfully.

   "Mr Mu."

  In the elevator, Mu Zinan glanced coldly at the woman standing outside the elevator.

  He remembered this woman as Shuixin’s agent.

   Mu Zi Nan Wuliang's thin lips tightened, and then he walked straight out of the elevator and walked towards the end of the other side of the corridor.

  Until Mu Zinan walked more than ten meters away, Ai Li dared to raise her head and let out a long sigh.

  Just now, she accidentally raised her head and met Mr. Mu's eyes, almost not scaring her to death!

  The usual elegant gentleman's Young Master Mu is completely different!

  His face was dark and ugly, and her charming eyes turned into a cold bird, which made people only feel oppressed by a piercing chill...

  The elevator door almost closed again. Allie hurriedly walked in and took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Lan Shuixin.

  ...

  In the hotel room---

  Lan Shuixin is sitting in front of the dressing table in the master bedroom applying makeup, looking at herself in the mirror.

  Liu/waist-length hair/feel, European and American retro makeup, big red lip color is more seductive/enchanting/confusing, the hollow skirt worn by the advertisements that has not yet come and replaced.

  Suddenly, the mobile phone text message placed on the dressing table vibrated, and Lan Shuixin clicked to see that it was sent by Ai Li.

   "Shui Xin, Mu always looks like something is wrong."

   Then it seemed that I didn’t finish talking, and then I sent another one.

  "Pay attention to yourself."

  Blue water heart and red lips slightly pressed.

  The color of the lipstick is more smudged on the lips, the corners of the eyes are moving, and the smile is more confident, and he mutters softly.

   "Can a lonely injured man look good?"

  In the elevator, Ai Li looked at Lan Shuixin's reply text message, and her eyelids twitched for some reason.

  ...

"Ding"---

  The door bell in the room rang again.

  Lan Shuixin had already stood at the entrance of the entrance waiting, but deliberately walked up to open the door after the doorbell rang three times.

   "Anan, I came up so soon, I was about to take a shower when you called."

  Lan Shuixin opened the door to let Mu Zinan come in, while twirling a strand of long hair that fell on her cheek.

   is obviously messier than just now, hanging down on the chest of the hollow V-neck, proudly full/full and vaguely ready to come out, revealing the seductive/confusing beauty of a young woman's style.

   Mu Zinan looked deeply at the charming woman in front of him, his eyes darkened, and without any answer, he went straight into the living room of the room.

   Lan Shui Xin was still immersed in the deep gaze he had just now, and directly ignored the grave expression behind him.

Lan Shuixin even thought with excitement that after yesterday’s press conference, Ai Qianqian’s affectionate confession, Ji Sanshao suddenly appeared, and today it broke the news that Ai Qianqian was pregnant, so Anan finally told Ai Qianqian. Completely gave up, and finally chose to return to her side.

  ...

  Looking at the figure of Mu Zinan already sitting on the sofa in the living room, the blue water heart demon/colorful red lips raised with a chuckle,

  Ai Qianqian, now that Anan is completely dead, my resentment towards you is a little less...

  In the eyes with golden eyeshadow, there was a touch of invisible triumphant cold light, but it faded away in a flash.

   Lan Shuixin quickly closed the door, turned and walked into the living room, and asked at the man sitting on the sofa.

  "Anan, what wine to drink? Lafite or vogat?"

  Lan Shuixin walked directly to the bar and poured two glasses of red wine.

   Under the dimly yellow light, it swayed arbitrarily, filled with deep red.

  ...

  From beginning to end, Mu Zinan's gaze has been staring at the woman pouring red wine on the bar.

   Between the cold eyebrows, there is a dark black that can't be opened.

  And Lan Shuixin naturally noticed Mu Zinan's “hot/hot” gaze, and was so excited that she could no longer take care of her.

   holding the poured goblet and walked to the sofa.

   Leaning forward and bending down, Lan Shuixin put the red wine in her hand on the crystal coffee table.

  The long and supple hair leaned out in front of Mu Zinan's eyes wantonly, and the air was full of charming and charming fragrance.

  The invisible sling slipped "accidentally", and the originally hollowed-out and vaguely beautiful chest, the seductive scenery was suddenly exposed, and he looked up with a gentle and beautiful smile and said,

   "Anan, your favorite Lafite in 1982."

  ---

  (Little rabbits, thank you for your continued support and encouragement to Tutu! The rabbit will work harder and the code will be more literal! I love you very much)