C18 It's me he won't come

Feng Cheng could not understand Mu Qinghuan's dressing, could it be that there was a generation's gap between the two of them?

He was seven years older than her, two whole generation gullies.

"Are you thirsty? Please have a drink. " Taking into consideration that she was young, Feng Cheng decided to slowly train her.

"Thank you, I'm not thirsty." Mu Qinghuan could no longer sit still. She wanted to leave several times, but she had already done it, and he actually wanted to continue chatting with her?

Damn, when did he start being blind?

"A glass of milk, hot." Feng Cheng still ordered a glass of milk for Mu Qinghuan.

Mu Qinghuan was instantly dumbstruck. He actually didn't say any kind words, but really wanted to invite her to drink something.

"Sir, your taste is so good!" Actually, I normally don't wear it like this. After I take off my makeup, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed! " Hugging the warm cup, Mu Qinghuan regretted her mistake. There were strange things happening year after year, and there were many things happening today.

With a calm expression, Feng Cheng took out a tissue and gave it to her, "Wipe your face clean."

"There's no makeup remover. It'll be even uglier if you rub it." Mu Qinghuan puffed up his cheeks, deciding not to wipe them away.

Feng Cheng nodded, it seemed that she still knew about face, and there was still hope, so he casually asked: "Did you bring the account book?"

What, what does this mean?

Mu Qinghuan shook her head honestly, "No, no."

"Go home and get it." After Feng Cheng finished speaking, he added, "Do you need me to send you off?"

"Huh?" Mu Qinghuan did not understand, and asked anxiously: "What do you want my account book for, do you want me to get married?"

"Yes, marriage." Feng Cheng nodded, "I want to get married immediately."

Mu Qinghuan patted her head in confusion, she suddenly realized that she was here for a blind date, how did she become married?

She firmly refused, "I won't marry her!"

A trace of anger flashed past his eyes, Feng Cheng laughed and looked at her. It seemed that she had completely forgotten what happened yesterday.

"Girl, you said that you didn't marry me and even touched me. Why, have you forgotten all about it?"

Feng Cheng could only see four words from Mu Qinghuan's eyes: There is no proof for what you say.

Not in a hurry, he lazily took out a necklace and shook it a few times. His tone was extremely cold and charming as he said, "This is, this is proof that you want to become a wife." He had taken the necklace from her neck last night, enough proof that they had seen it last night.

"Why, why is my necklace with you?" Mu Qinghuan reached out her hands to snatch it, but she was always played by him.

Sigh, his methods are really terrible!

"Hurry and return it to me!" Mu Qinghuan was enraged!

Feng Cheng retracted the necklace from his palm, "Go home and take out the household book, trade for the items."

Mu Qinghuan pointed to herself, "Why did you marry me?"

Is he crazy? Marriage is not a home.

Wait a minute!

His surname was Feng!

The one who made her feel sorry was Young Master Ming Cheng, Ming Chengyu!

Could she have walked the wrong path?

That shouldn't be! This was the location!

Mu Qinghuan stood up in a daze and looked around, "Wait, that's not right ? Isn't it Young Master Ming Cheng? "

"Sorry, I seem to have recognized the wrong person ?" Pushing the chair away, Mu Qinghuan looked at the door with her big round eyes. Could it be that Ming Chengyu did not come?

"I don't think you're mistaken." Feng Cheng's eyes sank. This was the first time she had been rejected by a woman, so her face naturally did not look too good. She coldly stated the following fact: "He won't come."

"Does he want to give me to you?"

The word "let" that came out of Mu Qinghuan's mouth made it feel even worse.

With regards to women, Yan Huan had a lot of experience with fat and skinny body. Feng Cheng had never let anyone near him, so he did not have much interest in her.

"Woman, sit still!" The corner of Feng Cheng's mouth tightened. Even if Mu Qinghuan didn't look at her eyes, she could still feel that he was angry.