Chapter 8 does not look at Ling Xian without saying anything.

She took up a spoon of porridge, put it on her mouth and blew it gently. She said, "My family moved here two years ago, but I studied here in high school. Because Qingcheng is a small county after all, and M is a provincial capital, my uncle said that the quality of teaching here is good. At that time, when I lived in school, I learned early that I was afraid of being late and sleeping too much. When I had no time for breakfast, I slipped away quietly while everyone was doing morning exercises and then turned over the wall to eat in this store.

Ling Xian looked at her again and saw that she blew some hot air through her small red and tender mouth and swallowed a spoonful of porridge in her mouth. She watched the lovely fluctuation of her throat, and his throat knot slid up and down naturally.

Glancing out of the window, he stared at the middle school door opposite him, staring at the high wall with a seemingly absent smile.

Xu Jin, both of them had almost eaten. Mu Tianxing satisfactorily sucked on the milk tea cup. Zhuo Xie came over and tidied up, put down the small tableboard, and drove the car back onto the main road.

"Actually, you don't hate it at all. If we get along like this, it's good."

Mu Tianxing has a feeling.

She felt that it was impossible for them to have a husband and wife after marriage anyway, and it would be hard for them to live like this with big eyes and small eyes all day.

If he could be like today, he would be more comfortable with her, eating and drinking, and even if he did not say a word like a thousand-year-old iceberg, at least he would be more relaxed than two people who are tired of each other.

On the contrary, as soon as her voice fell, a deep and elegant voice swept over her: "No grievance."

"Hmm?" She was stunned and looked at him doubtfully. "What is not grievance?"

"You didn't ask me why?" He did not look at her, but at the scenery outside the window, quietly opened his mouth: "Marry you, I am not grieving."

"You!" Mu Tianxing's small face, which was just comfortable and contented, was instantly red with gas! uuuuuuuuuu

He is a family default abandoned son, a paralysed legs can not stand, can marry her so young and invincible beauty, such as pure flowers, good-hearted, versatile artists see people love the girl, incredibly said that he is not grieving?!

Of course he's not grieving! It's her who is wronged!

"I take back what I said just now!" Turning his head angrily and not looking at him again, Mu Tianxing gripped the straw in his mouth.

She's really kicked in the head by a donkey before she thinks he doesn't hate it!

He's just a pain in the neck!

Both Zhuo Xi and Zhuo Ran in the front row are worried about their own owners: Sishao does not seem to be able to get along with girls, what should we do?

"Hmm."

The elegant male voice swept up again, just a light response, as if to say: it doesn't matter if you take it back, it doesn't matter if you hate me or not, it doesn't matter to me.

Mu did not speak, but in the carriage he remembered the sound of a plastic bottle being pinched flat!

She looked down at her eyelashes. Grandma's little anger was revealed when she was overwhelmed.

Mu Tianxing took out his cell phone, plugged in his earphone, closed his eyes and began to listen to music.

As long as you don't look at him, you can't see or worry about him. Music is a world of its own. Let's deceive ourselves and abandon him for the time being.

Time ticked away, and after about a dozen songs, she opened her eyes and glanced out the window.

However, this look, she did not know when the car has steadily stopped at the door of the hilltop villa, look up, "Ling Mansion" three big words in sight!

unplugged her headphones, and she nervously said to Ling Xian, "When will it arrive?"

Ling Xian seems to be waiting for her, but also seems to be keeping her eyes closed.

After hearing her voice, he opened his eyes, but ignored her. Instead, he raised his hand and knocked on the windowpane.

with great understanding, he took out the electronic card and swept it on the sensor at the gate of the villa. The wide electronic door opened slowly, and the scenery in the garden suddenly opened.

Zhuo Xie saw Mu Tianxing twisting his eyebrows nervously, but finally he could not bear it. He glanced at his eyes and said in a warm voice, "Miss Mu need not be nervous. Four teens will protect you all."

Whether Ling Xian really likes Mu Tianxing or not, she saved Ling Xian's life with Mu Tianxing. In addition to their current relationship, Ling Xian will also bring her under her wing.

Especially, everyone knows that Ling Xian, despite her strange personality, is extremely protective of her shortcomings. His people are outstanding with Zhuo Xie. If the old man speaks and teaches a lesson in person, Ling Xian will be unhappy.

Ling Xian didn't say anything about Zhuo Xie's words, and Mu Tianxing only thought he hadn't heard them.

The car stopped at the door of the villa.

Droshira drove the door and Mustard flew out like a deer again.

She looked curiously at the surroundings and temporarily forgot Ling Xian in the car.

It wasn't until she turned around that she saw Zhuo Ran and Zhuo Xie trying to pull such a proud and handsome man into the wheelchair. Her naive smile, which was not familiar with the world, stiffened her face.

Zhuo Xi pushed Ling Xian to her and said, "Miss Mu, go in."

Mu Tianxing was sad and self-accused: he was disabled, what could he really do with him? He suffered much more than he did.

The little white paw stretched out and she held the handle of the wheelchair tightly.