"Ji Li!"

Mu Ci's eyes lit up and he quickly ran over, then accurately grabbed the white sweatshirt the man was wearing.

Because the pull was in the opposite direction, a corner of the sweatshirt flew in the direction where Mu Ci was pulling, revealing a slender and strong white waist that flashed by.

This familiar voice came straight through the noisy sounds.

Ji Li frowned almost reflexively, then his body paused and his steps slowly stopped.

When he first signed with Song Muci's studio, his purpose was not simple.

Film queen Song Muci, the youngest daughter of the Song family, has a very good relationship with the Bian family and is the most suitable starting point for investigating the incident.

Originally he didn't think much of it, but what he never expected was that when Song Muci saw him for the first time, he signed a labor contract with the studio and also threw a support agreement in front of him.

"Sign or leave, choose."

There was no trace of lust in that woman's eyes. The only thing she had was pure possession and contempt for what belonged to her.

Although he didn't like that kind of cold contempt, but...

She used him to deal with Yuchen, and he used her to slowly infiltrate and investigate the truth of the incident. The two successfully finalized a cooperative relationship.

It just seemed that since a certain period of time, Song Muci had changed, however slightly.

At the moment, this doesn't seem to be a good thing.

She had become unpredictable to him. Although she was still as superior as before, her flashing eyes, unexpected actions, and other unusual changes made Ji Li feel uneasy.

The level of uneasiness even reached that... he could actually tolerate this woman's further actions, such as the last kiss, and this time.

Under normal circumstances, if someone else did something rude like this, he would grab the person's wrist without hesitation and throw him to the ground.

Although the relationship between him and Song Muci was not normal, his role had always been to vent Song Muci's anger, nothing else, so he was too lazy to argue with her about other things.

But this does not mean that Song Muci can interfere further in his other affairs. However, at present, he seems to be more and more tolerant of her.

Ji Li turned her head and looked over. Because she was wearing a black mask, only her eyes were visible, and the hidden irritability and impatience in them were faintly revealed.

The next second, he was stunned.

The woman in front of me was wrapped up tightly from head to toe, with only a pair of very beautiful eyes revealed from under a large fisherman's hat.

The movie city was brightly lit at night, and it was bustling with people coming and going. The lights from different angles of the stalls and shops reflected in the eyes, giving them a different kind of reality than usual.

The woman's eyes were slightly raised at the corners. They were clearly a very imposing shape, but somehow there was always a sense of weakness in them, as if she had suffered a great injustice. Her beautiful eyes were misty and it seemed that she might cry at any time.

Ji Li's heart suddenly moved, and the look in his eyes became complicated and unpredictable.

Mu Ci held the pancake tightly in one hand and grabbed Ji Li's arm with the other, he almost cried to death in his heart.

It’s so terrible!

She is so pathetic!

She was hungry and cold. The temperature difference in City C was too big. The breeze was blowing so hard that it almost made her cry.

She called out to her little wolfhound, but it just kept staring at her without any reaction.

Mu Ci was speechless.

Does this guy have any sense of being a little wolfdog? Your financial sponsor is in such a miserable state, and you are still standing there. You really have no tact.

No wonder I’ve been a soloist for so many years.

Mu Ci planned to use his personality to directly order him to lead the way and start eating in the name of his boss. However, just as he was about to open his mouth, a huge force suddenly rushed from behind him.

A person came crashing down hard, with great force.

Mu Ci was already shivering from the cold and was hungry. He was completely unprepared, and his body fell uncontrollably into the arms of the man in front of him.

Along with the greasy hand-grabbed pancake tightly clenched in his right hand, he embraced Ji Li's newly bought, whitest hooded sweatshirt with the force of thunder.

Ji Li subconsciously protected the person in his arms.

And in the next second, the hand-pulled pancake, which was still warm and exuding an enchanting aroma, came close to me through the not-so-thick sweater.

Ji Li froze instantly.

I dared not move at all. It was as if my brain was stuck at this moment, and I had no ability to think at all.

"Fuck, I haven't finished my cake yet?!!"

A familiar feeling came over me, the same jumping tone as before.

Ji Li: ???

Did I just...hear an auditory hallucination?

Ji Li was brought back to his senses by these words. He lowered his head to look at the woman in his arms, who was staring at the pancake in her hand with a nostalgic look on her face.

After staring for a long time, the other party just stared at the cake in his hand without any reaction.

Ji Li was a little confused. The voice that just said that was indeed from the woman in front of him, but... it shouldn't be something that the movie queen Song Muci would say.

After all, this woman has always been too aloof and proud. How could she possibly say something so... well, with an interjection?

Excluding all factors, Ji Li slowly dispelled her suspicions in her heart. Then she realized her current situation and her face suddenly darkened. She grabbed Mu Ci's arms with both hands and pulled her away.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, miss. I'm sorry. I was playing with my buddies just now and didn't see you. Who knew I would bump into you here? I'm really sorry." A man came out from behind with an apologetic look on his face.

As he was talking, he suddenly saw the handsome guy in front of him with sauce and oil on his white sweater, which seemed to be swirling around and finally smeared with a lot of "heavy sauce".

Mu Ci has a particularly strong taste for food, and it was always like this in the original world. Every time she makes a pancake, she will ask the boss to add several different flavors of sauce into it.

The salad is white after all, so it's not too obvious, but the black pepper and tomato sauce looks very nice.

Of course, the taste is not particularly strong, but it can be considered sour and refreshing.

The man looked at Ji Li's increasingly gloomy face and the shocking aura of Ji Li, and was terrified. He quickly turned to Mu Ci, trying to save the country in a roundabout way: "Miss, I'm really... I'm really sorry, I really didn't mean it just now, you and your boyfriend must not take it to heart, how about I give you the money for a set of clothes, let's forget about this matter?"

From the clothes these two people were wearing and their demeanor, one could sense that they were not someone you would want to mess with.

Although he didn't know why the couple had to wrap themselves up more tightly than each other, the man attributed it to the couple's hobbies.

"He is not my boyfriend." Mu Ci denied it immediately and even took two steps to the side, as if he wanted to draw a clear line in the sand for fear that others would misunderstand him again.

But no, she doesn't want to die too soon.

Mu Ci's series of actions were so unexpected that the man was stunned. He stood there motionless, not knowing how to react for a moment.

Ji Li, who was being rejected, looked even uglier than when the oil cake was drawing on the white sweater.

He had a gloomy face and without saying a word, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Mu Ci over to him. With his other hand, he pushed down the brim of his hat, held her arm, and walked forward with his head down.

Mu Ci was forced to follow behind, holding the twisted and deformed cookie in his hand.

Something seemed to be wrong.

Thinking of Ji Li's extremely dark face just now, Mu Ci remembered that the male protagonist seemed to have a slight obsession with cleanliness, no wonder he was so angry.

However, anyone who is a little bit clean would not be able to tolerate the situation just now. If it were her, she would probably just pick up the colorful cake and throw it back.

Just thinking about it...ugh.

Mu Ci silently lit a candle for Ji Li in his heart.

Ji Li just saved her by chance. Regardless of the mission, no matter how heartless she is, she will still remember the help of others.

This is her basic moral bottom line.

The cool breeze blew gently at night, and the number of people on the street gradually decreased as the night deepened.

When there were not many people around, Mu Ci spoke.

"Ji Li."

The wild man said nothing and continued walking.

"Hey, I'm talking to you."

The wild man still ignores me. Fuck, I have to endure it!

"My home is nearby. I asked you if you want to change your clothes. They are so dirty!" Mu Ci said, and threw the "dead" hand-pulled pancake in his hand into the trash can accurately.

When Ji Li heard this, his eyebrows jumped and he almost jumped up and hit someone.

He stopped abruptly and immediately let go of Mu Ci's arm.

"Song Muci, don't try to challenge my bottom line."

The voice was cold, yet had a hint of youthful clarity, and was very pleasant to the ear.

But at this moment, his voice was a little hoarse, as if because he was suppressing his anger.

Mu Ci listened to this and immediately whistled in his heart.

It is indeed a sentence pattern used exclusively by the male protagonist.

Ji Li stood there tall and thin, looking over with angry eyes, the white hooded sweatshirt he was wearing was rubbed into a mess.

In the cool night, it looks kind of pitiful.

As Mu Ci watched, he felt a little bit reluctant.

Wow, this guy looks so attractive. Even when he is angry, he still has a unique charm.

The tone of the words spoken by the character immediately became much lighter than before.

"Your clothes are dirty, come back to my house and take care of it. Even if something like this happens, I, Song Muci, will not treat my own people so harshly."

Mu Ci finished speaking, but he still seemed uneasy. Without waiting for the other party to respond, he continued, "Don't worry. Although we have signed a special agreement, I won't force you. We have already agreed on this, and it will definitely not change."

She is a serious person.

Mu Ci's tone and attitude could be described as businesslike, without any personal emotion mixed in.

In a sense, the original owner was still very good as a studio owner.

To be honest, Ji Li knew very well what kind of person Song Muci was, but even so, he didn't intend to have anything to do with Song Muci.

Even if he has to endure the dirt on his clothes.

Ji Li lowered his eyes, returning to his previous calm, indifferent and respectful appearance.

"Thank you Mr. Song for your concern, but..." Before I could finish my cold rejection, the familiar voice came into my mind again.

"Believe me, what I said is true. I am a serious person! Besides, how can a good boy like me force himself on someone? That would be too great of me, little brother. You think too much. Although you look delicious, you are really not my type!"

Ji Li's words got stuck in her throat.

Little brother? Sister?

This time, every word of what was said came into my mind without missing a single word.

There were not many people around, and the only person standing in front of him was this moody, inexplicable, and ignorant woman.

Unconsciously, Ji Li put a bunch of labels on Mu Ci.

Ji Li suppressed the shock and surprise in her heart. When the words after the word "but" came to her lips, only the word "dry and crisp" remained.

"good."

"OK, in that case...Okay??!"

Mu Ci had originally prepared a response if the other party refused, but he didn't expect...

The male protagonist agreed so easily?

Mu Ci once thought that the world had gone crazy.

The author has something to say: I just realized that little Ji Li has just spoken his first sentence.

I am a fool.