"I promise you this and will keep him alive."

"Since that's the case, I'll feel relieved."

Mu Nianan said, "There is nothing to worry about and worry about."

"Where are you?"

Mu Yiyan asked, "Did you only think about Bai Xingli, don't you think about it for yourself?"

"I... can do anything."

Mu Yiyan tried his best to control the urge to hold her into his arms.

She looked so pitiful to him.

But now is not the time.

"Do you still have any contact with Wang Mingyi?"

Mu Yiyan asked, "He... is looking for you."

He told the truth and wanted to see Mu Nian'an's reaction.

She shook her head: "No more, I don't want to bother him, nor do I want to cause trouble for him."

"But he treats you..." "He's very good."

Mu Nianan replied, "But it's impossible for me and him."

"Do you have feelings for him?"

This is what Mu Yiyan cares about the most.

"No."

Mu Nianan thought for a while, "If there is anything wrong, he thinks he is a good friend.

Very caring and caring."

Mu Yiyan is very satisfied with this answer.

"He is not suitable for you, Nian An."

She smiled: "I am not suitable for any relationship now.

If I do this, it will be a problem for anyone to go to."

Mu Yiyan raised his hand and knocked her forehead: "Don't say such words."

"I'm so happy that you can come to see me."

Mu Nian'an said, "Last time I drank in a bar, you took care of me.

Now I'm moving to the apartment, or you're visiting me..." "What if it's the case?

Do you want someone else to come?"

"No one else will come to see me."

Mu Yiyan raised his eyebrows: "Yes, I don't allow it either."

"Okay, OK, it's really getting late," Mu Nian'an said, "I'll take you out."

She reached out and began to push him, her palm pressing against his back.

Although he was separated by his clothes, Mu Nianan also felt the strong muscles on his body.

She suddenly... started to think a little bit wildly.

Mu Nianan quickly threw away the thoughts in his mind.

What was she doing? Mu Yiyan walked to the door, turned around, held her hand, wrapped it in her palm.

"I'm leaving."

He said, "Remember to take good care of yourself, especially don't cry alone."

“I understand.

This is the first time I cried today, and I happened to be seen by you."

"If it's so uncomfortable, call me."

Mu Yiyan tightened her hand, "Do you know?"

"Um!"

Mu Nian'an nodded vigorously.

Mu Yiyan then turned around and opened the door.

Mu Nianan looked at his tall figure and suddenly felt a sense of dependence.

A person who is so good to her is her nominal brother... This is the most unlikely identity to be together.

"Bye-Bye."

Mu Nian'an said, "Be careful on the road."

Mu Yiyan paused and turned around.

His eyes were hotter than before.

Just before Mu Nian'an could react, Mu Yiyan had already reached out.

He stretched out his long arms and hugged her directly in his arms.

Tightly, surrounded in front of him.

"Mu Nian'an..." His voice echoed in her ears, "You said, I want to take you, what should I do."

She didn't know what this sentence meant.

All she knew was that her hands hanging down beside her wanted to lift them up and hug him back.

This practice is too impulsive and crazy.

Mu Nian'an's reason finally prevailed.

Her hands quickly fell down and fell beside her.

"Did I make you... worry?"

"Nothing makes me feel more at a loss than you, what should I do."

Mu Yiyan said, "You are the biggest problem I have encountered."

As he said that, his arms tightened more and more, as if he wanted to incorporate her into his bones and blood.

After a tight hug, Mu Yiyan left.

Mu Nianan closed the door and stood in the apartment in a daze.

He came, he left.

He came and he left again.

However, he is now like he has never appeared.

Mu Nianan continued to sit on the sofa again and looked at the river view outside.

It seemed like I was back a few hours ago.

The phone suddenly vibrated and a text message came.

Mu Nianan lowered his head.

It was...Mu Yiyan.

“There is a bank card under your bag.

The password is your birthday.”

The tone was as always, it was him.

Mu Nian'an stood up, took out his bag, and suddenly saw a bank card lying quietly on the sofa.

This is his secondary card...he gave it to her.

Why give it to her?

Why, to be so kind to her?

Mu Nian'an was a little at a loss when he held the bank card.

Mu Yiyan was so nice to her, so good... she didn't know how to respond.

She had nothing to repay him either.

………shopping mall.

Mo Yuanchuan and Xia Tian are both celebrities and public artists, so it is naturally impossible to be so arrogant and appear in such public relations occasions.

Both of them wore masks and hats.
To be continued...