Text Text_Chapter 17 Nervousness, the urge to run
Chapter 17: Nervousness, the urge to run
Compared with his other talents, isn't it scary that she is dressed like this?
Let's go, save yourself from being ridiculed......
Yu Guang noticed that someone was approaching, and the closure was sure to be Mu Qinghuan.
Mu Qinghuan deliberately wore a pair of incomparably cheap, studded with fake diamonds, and stopped about three meters away from the lockdown, and then froze and didn't move.
Because of the cold, her knees shook a few times, and she hesitated a few times, but she still preferred to blow the cold wind at the door than dare to come forward to greet him, so she stood in a daze.
In Mu Qinghuan's opinion, that young master Mingcheng was really well-dressed, with his own lighting highlights, and he was simply a sparkling existence.
As for her, she was dressed in a mess, and she was embarrassed from the soles of her feet, and she was embarrassed to go over and talk to him!
However, it is not pleasant to stand and be watched by people and guests!
Clenched his palms, Mu Qinghuan finally mustered up the courage and walked towards the closure of the city with great momentum!
Bless me, Amen!
Poof!
The high heels reached her feet, and her waist hit the corner of the table, Mu Qinghuan screamed in pain, but fortunately she didn't fall into, and when she looked up, she found that everyone was looking at her like a play.
After the lockdown, he looked at Mu Qinghuan's shoes tightly, and frowned slightly.
Any girl who happens to this scene will be embarrassed and uncomfortable.
Mu Qinghuan took a deep breath, pressed her foot and neck, and looked up to see that the man was still looking down at the document, shouldn't she have seen her embarrassment just now?
Straightening his chest, Mu Qinghuan walked with an unprofessional model and sat down in front of the lockdown!
"Ahem." Mu Qinghuan's two voices mainly wanted to attract the attention of the other party.
As a woman, she has to be reserved and can't speak first!
The lockdown didn't raise his head, but the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked.
Unwilling to give a little reaction? She was very nervous and uneasy!
"Ahem." Mu Qinghuan coughed again.
The man still does not look up and does not speak when she is not present.
In his heart, Mu Qinghuan actually refused this blind date from the bottom of his heart.
My mother arranged this blind date for fear that she would not be able to get married, and Young Master Mingcheng was willing to come over for a blind date, which was a huge gift.
After all, she is a woman who has been divorced in public...... is completely passive, if she is favored by Young Master Mingcheng, it is her blessing, if there is no follow-up, her worth will only be lower, and it will become a joke of the Mu family.
But even if he is rejected, Mu Qinghuan should not be picked by a man like a cargo.
She also has the right to reject the sanctimonious man in front of her, doesn't she?
Clenched his little fists, Mu Qinghuan secretly glared at him, arrogant!
However, maybe he is shy, then, she should be a gentleman and take the initiative!
"I am Mu Qinghuan, 24 years old, my profession is an entertainment reporter, and I am the paparazzi in everyone's mouth, but I like this profession, and what I broke the news is the truth! So far, I have no bad habits and am in good health! What about you? ”
"Miss Mu ......" folded the document and threw it aside, and the lockdown raised her head, this action is comparable to the slow motion in the movie, the profound facial features are pieced together without any flaws, and the peach blossom eyes seem to be smiling.
When it came to Mu Qinghuan's dress, the closure of the city was insightful......
First of all, Mu Qinghuan's face is usually white and tender, and I don't know how eye-catching it is, but I have to apply nondescript cosmetics to look ugly.
Secondly, Mu Qinghuan's hairstyle is very naïve, I have never seen a twenty-year-old woman around her who wears two braids and pretends to be tender, and she is so tall, she thinks she is Nezha?