"I'm sorry."

The sound hit the eardrum, and Ruan Youan was stunned, not quite understanding why Mu Juanchen said this.

"Today, I didn't consider your feelings and didn't explain in time, which caused you to misunderstand. It won't happen a second time."

He speaks every word and is clear and organized.

Ruan You'an didn't expect to hear such words from Mu Juanchen. She could tell that he was serious and looked at him subconsciously.

The four eyes are facing each other. The man's eyebrows are deep and cold, and his dark pupils seem to be plated with a light golden color under the light.

My heart skipped a beat.

After Ruan Youan found out about it, she didn't take it seriously anymore, but the other party solemnly apologized, which made her a little uncomfortable and a little guilty.

Well, she needs to deeply examine herself.

She said sincerely: "I think I was also wrong, and I will definitely make things clear as soon as possible in the future."

#Large-scale apology scene from both parties?

"You are never wrong with me."

This sentence came suddenly, it was so quiet and peaceful that even the deep sea was gentle.

The girl's eyes widened in shock.

The next second, someone put the sweet and sour pork ribs into his mouth with chopsticks. Mu Juanchen quickly fed it, and turned his eyes slightly uncomfortably. The temperature of his earlobes was shockingly hot, and a crimson color filled the air.

She must not know how crazy his heartbeat is now.

"You are too thin, eat more."

"Ah, oh oh oh."

Ruan You'an reacted, biting the ribs, scratching his head blankly, and kept quiet for several seconds. His face turned red for some reason, and he really wanted to hide it.

It was already very late when dinner was finished. The two of them sat at the table, neither of them dared to look at each other, their faces were red and their hearts were beating.

Completely.

Youthful.

"Are you okay?" the girl asked, her throat rolling.

"It's okay, you can say anything."

"Actually, I don't have anything big to do... It's just that my variety show is about to start." The more he spoke, the more panicked he became. Ruan Youan didn't even look into his eyes, staring at a certain point in the void, tugging on his sleeves with his fingertips.

"If you're okay..."

"I want to watch it with you."

The two voices fell at the same time and overlapped.

The atmosphere was briefly quiet for two seconds.

"I'm going to the bathroom first!" The girl ran away before she could finish her words, like a cute and extremely shy rabbit, running away crazily and bending two snow-white rabbit ears to bury herself.

After slamming the door shut, Ruan Youan stood in the bathroom for several seconds, then slowly squatted down, hiding her cheeks in her arms, and huddled into a small ball.

I’m so nervous that I’m going to die qaq

In the living room, Mu Juanchen was sitting there alone, seemingly calm and composed, but his gentleness was becoming more and more obvious.

After nearly ten minutes, Ruan Youan managed to calm down, cheered herself up, came out of the bathroom, and turned on the projector in the living room. As a result, she became nervous again when she saw Mu Juanchen.

Just tonight! Get him!!

Ruan Youan turned off the light and turned on the projector. The living room was instantly plunged into darkness. The light hit the sofa, and the sound of laughter quickly came out.

Mu Juanchen leaned on the sofa, looking at her without looking at the projection.

Ruan You'an gritted her teeth and took out a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet with a guilty conscience. She took two goblets and poured the wine into it. After doing all this, she handed it to Mu Juanchen.

"Here you go."

The girl stood in front of him, with her back to the projection, her side face caught in the light and shadow. She was white and delicate, with clear almond eyes. Her hands were both empty. She held two glasses of red wine respectively. One of her hands was stretched out in the air, reflecting the color of the red wine.

The knuckles are delicate and the eyes are pure and kind.

It's impossible to tell that she has evil intentions.

Mu Juanchen frowned slightly, but before he said anything, Ruan Youan stretched out his hand with a smile and gestured with a number: "Just drink a little, a little."

The girl's voice is soft and waxy, with an upward pitch, like a cat acting coquettishly in her arms.

Mu Juanchen has never been able to resist Ruan You'an. He was defeated at the first sentence and could only say: "Don't drink too much."

——The Eighth Tip of Love Guide: Moderate drinking will become a catalyst for relationships.

Ruan You'an stared at Mu Juanchen expectantly. Seeing the other person take the red wine glass, she lowered her eyes and took a sip.

The color of her thin lips is stained with red wine, making her look even more rouge-y. The curvature of her Adam's apple is sexy, and her white shirt is buttoned to the top. Her coldness and abstinence create a sense of bewitchment.

Looking at Mu Juanchen's movements, she always felt that she wanted to do something bad.

It's really abominable to tempt people to drink alcohol!

She looked away with a guilty conscience, her mind was in a mess, as if she had caught a star full of stars without any preparation.

She slowly sat next to the man, a few centimeters apart, holding a red wine glass in her hands, her palms a little sticky due to nervousness.

The two of them sat on the sofa together, looking at the huge projection in front of them. The light was a little dark, and even the atmosphere became subtle.

The edited version of the variety show has been placed in the place where you are doing the task, and the sound comes out, which is particularly clear in the quiet living room.

Ruan You'an's mind was full of random thoughts, and she didn't even bother to look at where the projection was placed. She glanced at the person next to her from the corner of her eye, and after a few seconds, she glanced again.

The man's shirt was cold, his profile was lazy and dignified, he looked at the projection with no expression, and his eyelashes were too long.

Ruan You'an wants to talk. She usually talks a lot and is rarely silent, but now she can't say anything.

It was Mu Juanchen who influenced her performance.

The girl lowered her head depressedly, saw the red wine in her hand, drank it in one gulp without thinking much, and drank a glass directly.

Mu Juanchen was always paying attention to the girl next to him calmly out of the corner of his eye. He had no idea what was being said in the variety show.

He knew she was looking at him.

A glance from time to time makes people even more confused.

She could only pretend to look at the projection attentively, her back getting stiffer and stiffer. The moment she saw Ruan Youan drinking, she drank it all before she could stop her.

How can anyone drink red wine like this?

"Stop drinking."

His movements were faster than his consciousness. The second before the words fell, Mu Juanchen held Ruan Youan's wrist, took out the empty goblet from her hand, and placed it on the coffee table.

I don’t know whether it’s because of drinking or something else, but my voice is slightly muted.

The projection in the living room is still playing scenes from the variety show, and the sound echoes in the empty living room.

The girl smiles brightly in the projection, but in reality they are very close and their eyes are facing each other.

Ruan Youan finished a glass of wine and sipped the wine at the corner of her lips. It felt quite delicious, but she was a little dizzy.

The wrist was now grasped in the palm of someone's hand, and the temperature of the hand pressed against it was as cold as a handful of fresh snow, causing a slight shiver.

The cup in his hand was taken away, which made Ruan You'an a little unhappy. She approached him dissatisfied, looked up at Mu Juanchen, and muttered.

"Why can't you drink?"
Chapter completed!