C8 Let's Go Together

That day's "sound effect" was something Lan Lingwan randomly found on the internet due to her quick wit.

"You misunderstood. That wasn't what I saw."

Lan Lingwan struggled to escape, but she was firmly locked between the man's body and palm. This posture was too ambiguous. No matter which side it was, it was incomparably hot. Lan Lingwan was caught in the middle, as if she was being burned by a raging flame. Her breathing was somewhat uneven, and her heart was in a mess.

"It's not what you see, it's yours?" Mu Jincheng was still pressing forward step by step.

"Of course not, I've never..." Lan Lingwan's face quickly turned red as she spoke halfway. She suddenly realized that she had said too much to him.

Mu Jincheng smiled and looked at her reaction as if he had received a satisfactory answer. He let go of her hand and took a step back to put on his clothes as if nothing had happened.

"You remember the ruler?" His voice became noble and distant again, as if it was floating in the sky.

If she was a little fox wearing a mask, then he would be the devil who specifically tore her mask open.

"Remember." Lan Lingwan opened her pink lips to calm her breathing and looked at the man in front of her who instantly became calm and indifferent.

If it was not for the fact that she still owed him a expensive suit, she would definitely kick him at this moment and let this man taste the feeling of having to lower his head to her.

"Young Master, it seems like it is raining outside. I will go and buy an umbrella for you."

Qiu Ziye, who was standing outside, told Mu Jincheng and went downstairs to buy an umbrella. The school parking lot was still some distance away from the building. As Qiu Ziye's assistant, of course he could not let his boss get rain.

It was a sunny day earlier today. He didn't expect it to rain now.

Mu Jincheng nodded respectfully, but his gaze landed on Lan Lingwan, making Lan Lingwan have goosebumps all over her body.

She did not want to be alone with this terrifying man.

"Director Mu, wait here for a while. I will go back to the dormitory and help you design the style."

Seeing that the rain was not heavy, Lan Lingwan cast a sidelong glance at Mu Jincheng. There were also disadvantages for rich people to wear these expensive clothes. Unlike her, a T-shirt that cost 30 yuan was casually drenched.

"I will go with you."

Mu Jincheng said faintly, but Lan Lingwan stopped in her tracks in surprise.

Shouldn't Young Master Mu be here obediently waiting for his assistant to buy the umbrella?

It didn't matter. Anyway, his legs were long on his body. Such a willful personality was really a pity for his pair of long legs.

Lan Lingwan quietly followed behind Mu Jincheng and secretly watched his back.

With this kind of figure, wearing the clothes she made, it would definitely bring out the essence of her design.

The two of them entered the elevator together. Lan Lingwan could not help but shrink to the other side of the elevator.

There was still a faint heat left on her body from Mu Jincheng's palm. She did not want to be trapped in a corner by this man again.

"Afraid of me?"

Mu Jincheng raised his sharp chin and looked at the little woman in front of him playfully.

He had seen Lan Lingwan's charming and pure appearance, but he still could not tell which side was the real her.

And this kind of her instead aroused Mu Jincheng's desire to explore. If possible, he really wanted to see what was inside Lan Lingwan's - - -

He wanted to see what was in her heart.

"Director Mu, you misunderstood me. I am only helping Director Mu make clothes. It is my duty to make clothes, so why would I be afraid of you?"

Lan Lingwan tried to be calm. She tried her best to make a line between the two of them. She could not help but step back. Her small back was pressed against the large mirror of the elevator. Her cherry lips parted slightly, and she cast a tiny sparkle in Mu Jincheng's eyes.

When he arrived downstairs, it was raining heavily.

Mu Jincheng frowned. Without thinking, he covered the two of them with his expensive custom-made suit and walked into the rain with Lan Lingwan.

His action made Lan Lingwan's heart ache.

The higher the quality of the fabric, the more expensive it was. The rain was weak and acidic. If he used it to block the rain like this, this dress would probably be useless.

"Director Mu, your clothes are all wet."

Lan Lingwan could not suppress her obsession with the custom-made clothes of famous families and kindly reminded Mu Jincheng.

"Take care of yourself."

His voice was so cold that it made people's hearts tremble.

For her, he could even abandon his life ten years ago.

Now, would he still cherish a piece of clothing?