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Chapter 709 I never thought to be friends with you

"It's interesting, I know such an amazing young master of a noble family..."

This Jian Anan is really amazing...

"Boss, are you still chasing me?"

The hand who rushed over asked seriously.

Chen Mobei waved his hand directly, and his expression had returned to calm and calm. "No need, it will be fun in the future."

...

After coming out of the nightclub, Mu Ci took Jian Anan directly into his motorcycle. His cool outer body attracted people to look at him frequently. Jian Anan cleverly wrapped his head with clothes, but people recognized him like Mu Ci immediately. They hurriedly took out their mobile phones to take photos.

Mu Ci looked bad, so he rode his bike and let Jian Anan sit behind him.

"hold me."

Jian Anan was a little scared when he was riding this kind of motorcycle for the first time, after all, it was not as safe as a car.

He immediately hugged his waist, for fear that he would throw it away accidentally.

The next moment, the motorcycle immediately flew away, and a roar came from behind, and a beautiful scenery flashed through the night.

Because the motorcycle is not as big as a sports car, it is still relatively agile. When passing through the traffic on the road, Jian Anan was afraid from the beginning to the surprise behind.

She carefully raised her head and looked at the scenery that was rapidly regressing. The wind in front of her blew away her hair. For the first time, she looked at the city from this perspective, and suddenly found...

Very beautiful.

She gradually became no longer afraid. Her beautiful eyes wandered around the entire night view greedily, and her ears were filled with the roar of motorcycles and the sound of the wind. She felt inexplicably... she felt particularly relaxed.

Mu Ci rode very smoothly. Although the car was very fast, it did not feel that unstable.

Gradually, I drove out of the bustling city area. There were few vehicles on the wide road, and almost the entire road was theirs. The feeling of tide in front was getting heavier and heavier.

The sound of waves gradually came to my ears.

"Where are we going?"

Jian Anan raised his voice and lay down in Mu Ci's ear and asked, fearing that he would not hear it.

Mu Ci glanced at Jian Anan's face from the rearview mirror, and curled the corners of his wounded mouth, "Take you a ride, arrive soon, hug you tightly."

After saying that, he accelerated again, and the roar became even more deafening. Jian Anan was startled and hugged Mu Ci's waist tightly, fearing that he would be thrown out, which would be really cool.

In about two or three minutes, they entered a asphalt road, and inside the road was a wide blue sea, with the sound of waves from far to near.

Mu Ci did not stop, but rode directly along the beach. Because the motorcycle configuration is top-notch, it will not have much impact even on the beach, and he came to the beach smoothly.

Mu Ci braked and stepped on the soft beach to support him. Jian Anan immediately jumped down, then breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that his heartbeat finally stabilized.

Mu Ci looked at Jian Anan sideways, smiled silently, and crossed his legs, leaned lazily against the body of the car, looked at the sea in front of him, and then looked at Jian Anan, "How is it? Isn't this place particularly beautiful?"

Jian Anan squinted her eyes and felt the oncoming sea breeze and the unique smell of the sea, which made people unwilling to relax. After all, looking at such a wide sea surface, you will feel much more open-minded.

“It’s just a little cold.”

She sniffed. After all, it was winter. She just ran wildly on her motorcycle, and the cold wind almost broke her face.

Mu Ci laughed, then took out a cigarette and held it on the corner of his injured mouth. This made him feel a decadent beauty, and the unruly boy was particularly heart-warming.

However, Jian Anan frowned, lowered his head and found a clean handkerchief from his pocket, walked to him, and said in a deep voice, "Don't move."

Mu Ci was stunned. Her white face was as serious as ever before.

She patted his shoulder and "Squat down a little."

After all, this kid is too tall to reach.

Mu Ci pursed his lips and bent his knees very well.

Jian Anan immediately gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with a handkerchief. The skin as thin as white porcelain was destroyed, blue and bleeding. Those people's fists and feet were not polite at all.

"You said you, why are you fighting? You're going to run away just now."

While brushing the wound on him, she taught Mu Ci a lesson like an elder. That tone... was completely the tone of her sister.

Mu Ci's eyes became deeper. He stared at her close face in front of him, his throat was a little dry, but he could only respond stiffly: "It doesn't hurt, don't worry."

Jian Anan raised his eyes and glanced at him, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth very gently, and then took a step back.

"If you come less, how can it not hurt? Apply the medicine carefully after you go back today. Don't forget it, otherwise it will definitely be swollen tomorrow."

She still felt a little guilty, because it was also because of her.

But Mu Ci smiled indifferently, lit the cigarette directly, and smoked it without caring, "I am not that delicate, don't treat me as those delicate young men. I have been so sturdy since I was a child, and I was beaten up by my grandfather. It's like tickling."

This is the truth.

Jian Anan glanced at the cigarette at the corner of his mouth, reached out and pulled it out, and then snatched it out, "Is that the same? No matter how strong it is, it will hurt. Don't smoke this cigarette. At a young age, you are proficient in smoking, drinking, fighting and everything."

In her opinion, Mu Ci is young, it is better not to learn these bad habits.

Mu Ci looked at her deeply, but the passionate peach blossom eyes were filled with a kind of depressing affection. He pulled the corners of his mouth and noticed the pain, and his voice became hoarse, "Why do you care about me so much?"

Jian Anan didn't pay attention to his expression and lowered his head to flip through his bag, "We are friends, of course I will care about you."

Her cell phone was not in her bag, and she was thinking about bringing a phone number to Li Shaoting, otherwise he would be particularly anxious if she hadn't returned now.

Hearing her words, the curve of Mu Ci's mouth finally faded a little, less youthful as a boy, and that deepness and seriousness make people feel nervous.

"But I never want to be friends with you."

Jian Anan was stunned, and his searching action suddenly froze. After a while, he realized, raised his eyes and met his red peach blossom eyes. The boy who should have been arrogant and proud was... very forbearing and... cautious at this moment.

She could not deny that the moment she saw Mu Ci's eyes, her heart finally felt a little painful.

Because, she knew deeply that she would never give this boy any hope.
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