Meng Ying knew that Mu Yuansheng had seen it, and was sure that he had seen her.

But this person stood there and did not move.

Meng Ying knew that he had to add more fire.

"I beg you to let me go..." Meng Ying sat on the ground, covered her face, exposed her fingers, and glanced at whether the man had moved.

The two young people were confused.

They did nothing.

I was also afraid that someone would be targeted, so it didn't matter if I turned my head. Sure enough, I saw a man standing there staring at them.

I was afraid that this person would be troublesome and his tone was very bad, "What are you looking at? Go there!"

To be honest, if these two people didn't talk to him in such a bad tone, he would have pretended not to see it. But they were so arrogant.

Mu Yuansheng walked towards them.

The two of them stared at him vigilantly. However, Meng Ying's shoulders trembled even more when she heard the footsteps.

I don’t know that she thought she was because she was afraid, but in fact she was a little excited.

As long as he comes, it is a hero who saves the beauty.

This is a good start.

"Hey, stop me. Don't meddle in other people's business. Do you understand people's words?" The young man's voice was very loud.

The more cowardly a person is, he must rely on his voice to support his courage.

It's the same as a biting dog that doesn't bark.

The more fierce the dog roars, the more scared it means. If you want to roar, you should not get closer.

In fact, if you really fight, you will be a coward.

Mu Yuansheng was not to save Meng Ying, and he simply couldn't stand someone talking to him with this attitude.

The closer he got, the gloomy face seemed to come with the thousand-year-old frost. The two hooligans were afraid, cowardly and forced to hold on.

Perhaps Mu Yuansheng's aura was too strong, so the two men were not confident when they threatened them.

They looked at each other and ran away.

Now there is no need to flirt with girls.

As soon as the person left, Mu Yuansheng glanced at the woman who was still squatting on the ground and thrust her shoulders, and turned around coldly.

After walking two steps, he stopped again.

Turning around and looking at her, still squatting on the ground.

She folded her hands on her knees and buried her face. She didn't know if she was crying and didn't look up.

A long, dark and smooth hair was spread apart, and two slender arms and round shoulders looked particularly eye-catching at this time.

It's dazzlingly white.

With her outfit, it would be strange if she was not targeted.

Mu Yuansheng turned around and left again.

Just as Meng Ying was about to look up, he heard footsteps again.

What do you want to do when this person goes back and forth?

Are you thinking about something when you are embarrassed and show off your goodwill?

Suddenly something was thrown on her body, and she looked up.

Only seeing Mu Yuansheng's back, he left again.

She grabbed the thing on her back and saw it was a work clothes of the waiter here.

Meng Ying was stunned.

What does this mean?

Does she lack clothes?

Qingcheng walked towards her at this time. She originally wanted to come over when Meng Ying was stopped. She also saw Mu Yuansheng standing there, thinking about Meng Ying's purpose, but she did not dare to move, for fear of ruining Meng Ying's good things.

"He thinks you're wearing less clothes?" Qingcheng walked over and pulled her.

Meng Ying was holding this dress and didn't understand what Mu Yuansheng meant.

Qingcheng glanced at her, "Or, he doesn't want your beauty to be targeted by other men again? Is this considered possessiveness?"

These words made Meng Ying's eyes lit up.

But then I thought that Mu Yuansheng was too lazy to pay attention to her, so why did he have any possessiveness towards her?

I couldn't figure it out, but at least I gave her another chance to find him.

What else can my man do if he doesn't remember him anymore?

Keep flirting.
Chapter completed!