Chapter Seventy-Seven: What an International Joke

Xia Yimo saw that there was a play, and she was happy, and immediately continued: "So many people, many people like you, just look at how many people I am regarded as a thorn in the side." ”

She deliberately emphasized "a lot of people", but the boy paid attention to the "thorn in the eye" that she passed by.

Mu Jingchen frowned slightly, his thin lips pursed, Xia Yimo still praised him happily: "How many people want to give you a monkey, want to squeeze through the threshold of your family......"

"Shut up." He suddenly interrupted coldly, and Xia Yimo was directly stunned.

What's wrong with that? Gentleman!! Cry!

It's all compliments, she hasn't had a fight with him today, it's really hard to coax, hum!

Xia Yimo flattened his mouth and explained in an urn voice, "I do like Qi Qi, but it's just an ordinary friend, with a harmonious personality and admiration for him." I don't like Fu Xiche, I don't want to be his girlfriend, I just don't want to be pestered by him, and I don't want to see you quarrel with him, so I said that on purpose. ”

After saying several "no" words in a row, Xia Yimo's mouth was about to break.

After she finished speaking, Mu Jingchen suddenly froze, looked back at her, and stared at her a little hairy with straight eyes.

"Am I wrong?" She asked, sneeringly.

Mu Jingchen raised his eyebrows, pulled her past, and walked to the side of the car, his voice was slightly deep: "It would be good if you said this earlier." ”

Sitting in the car, Uncle Wu looked at them with a smile and drove home slowly.

Mu Jingchen leaned lazily on the seat, rubbed his eyebrows, and closed his eyes to recuperate. Xia Yimo took out her headphones and listened to music.

Yan'er said that the song Mu Jingchen used tonight was called "trouble-maker".

Troublemaker.

With a little finger, I typed these two words into the search box, and the familiar melody soon sounded, and Xia Yimo sounded against the Chinese and Korean lyrics.

Her heart was beating faintly, and she always felt that this song would mean something else.

Mu Jingchen gave her a surprise and a ......

[Look into your eyes, I'm trouble-maker.]

By your side, I'm trouble-maker.

Gradually, more, more, more,

More and more, more, more, more,

Now I can't do anything about my heart ......]

The lyrics rolled out sentence by sentence, becoming more and more straightforward, and she suddenly remembered what Fu Xiche said at that time, "It's really naked-naked!" ”

My heart was beating faster and faster, a little painful, a little sweet, like I couldn't breathe. Who, in the end, is the troublemaker who?

Is this song a surprise for him?

While listening to the music, Xia Yimo peeked at the boys next to her. In the night, I couldn't see his appearance clearly, I could only see a rough outline, handsome, bewitching, so that I was out of my mind.

"What are you doing?" A familiar voice woke her up.

Listening to music?

Can't say that, it's going to be exposed!

Xia Yimo took off one of the headphones, secretly cut the song by line, and replied to him with a smile: "My favorite band Mystica has a new album, and I'm cycling in singles!" ”

What a retardation! I've listened to the trouble-maker single too many times just now, and I can't change the mode!

I couldn't see Mu Jingchen's face clearly, so I only heard him ask coldly: "The lead singer is a man?" A sense of immediacy that dared to say "yes" would bite her to death, Xia Yimo pursed her lips and nodded, "Hmm(⊙v⊙)"

"Do you want to listen?" She pretended to smile lightly and asked generously.

As arrogant as Mu Jingchen, he shouldn't listen to another boy's song, especially since this boy is still their peer. Xia Yimo is gambling.

"Not interested." Simply cold refused.

A boy, listen to another boy?! What international jokes?