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Hearing Leng Yibai's words, Guo Ruyun's expression finally softened a little.

"Go, or you won't be able to catch up with your concert."

"Then I'll leave, and I'll come visit Aunt Guo next time when I have time." Leng Yibai has a certain amount of advance and retreat, and his self-cultivation seems to be engraved in his bones.

Guo Ruyun liked it more and more.

When Leng Yibai came out of the villa, Guo Nanmeng was leaning against his car.

There was still half a cigarette in his hand.

With one hand across the abdomen, the whole person can be as lazy as possible.

If this kind of shapeless standing posture is placed on other people, it will definitely be a disaster.

But when Guo Nanmeng started it, it was full of charm.

"Mr. Leng Yi Bai Leng, right?" Seeing Leng Yi Bai come out, Guo Nanmeng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yes." Leng Yibai nodded.

"Get in the car and talk." Guo Nanmeng opened the co-pilot's door with ease, bent down and sat on it.

There is no awareness that this is someone else's car.

But Leng Yibai didn't show any signs of anger, and sat directly on the driver's seat.

"Drive." Guo Nanmeng said lightly, as if he was instructing his subordinates.

Leng Yibai didn't have any objection, and drove away directly.

The other party was so resigned, Guo Nanmeng admired his good temper a little, and gestured to the cigarette in his hand.

"Do you mind if I smoke in your car?"

"I don't mind." Leng Yibai said very sincerely.

Guo Nanmeng immediately put the cigarette to his mouth, took a puff lightly, and then spit it out in the direction of Leng Yibai.

The faint smoke set off his gorgeous face even more thrillingly.

But her almost provocative behavior did not make Leng Yibai angry at all.

Only the panoramic sunroof on the roof is opened.

Then he spoke again: "There are ashtrays in the cabinet in front of you. I don't smoke, so I put them away. You can take them out and use them. They are brand new."

Guo Nanmeng laughed angrily when he heard the other party's words.

"By the way, do you have any handles that my mother holds?"

"What do you mean?" Leng Yibai didn't quite understand.

"If my mother didn't hold you accountable, how could you be so tolerant to me?" You know, none of the men before could be as good-tempered as Leng Yibai.

"Tolerance? Ms. Guo didn't do anything excessive, how can it be called tolerance?" Leng Yibai said sincerely.

Guo Nanmeng: "..."

"Where did my mother find you such a living Bodhisattva?" Guo Nanmeng was really laughed at this time.

"My mother and Aunt Guo are good friends." Leng Yibai didn't know if he could hear the hidden meaning in Guo Nanmeng's words, anyway, he explained her question in a serious manner.

Guo Nanmeng squinted his eyes and looked at Leng Yibai, and didn't have the heart to find out whether he was really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, so he directly pointed it out.

"I don't care what my mother said to you, but I can tell you clearly that I don't plan to get married in this life, and I am completely different from my mother. I can't be a good wife and mother, later You can call her directly and say that the two of us are not suitable, or that I am not good enough for you."

"But I think Ms. Guo is very interesting, I don't think you are not good enough for me." Leng Yibai replied seriously.

"I said, are you really stupid, or are you deliberately playing with me here?" Leng Yibai opened the cabinet in front of him, and there was a brand new ashtray inside.

After Guo Nanmeng took it out, he put out the cigarette butt in his hand a little annoyed.

"Acting? I don't have much talent in this area." Leng Yibai smiled a little embarrassedly.

Guo Nanmeng: "..."

Guo Nanmeng felt that her mother really put in a lot of effort this time.

Finding such a living Bodhisattva made her every punch feel like hitting cotton.

"Mr. Leng, I'm not interested in the piano, and I'm not interested in you either. The reason I'm waiting for you outside is to make things clear to you."

"Please stop the car at the intersection ahead, I have to get off." Guo Nanmeng didn't want to waste any more time with this living Bodhisattva.

"Music has the miraculous effect of healing the soul. It just so happens that the theme of my concert this time is called spiritual comfort. I think you can go and listen to it." Leng Yibai did not answer Guo Nanmeng's question directly.

"What? Do you think there is something wrong with my psychology?" Guo Nanmeng deliberately found fault.

"No, I just think you look a little unhappy." Leng Yibai said slowly.

The expression on Guo Nanmeng's face suddenly froze.

"I know that my sudden visit this time will definitely have a certain impact on you, but you don't need to be so hostile to me. Who said that if the blind date fails, you can't be friends?"

After Leng Yibai finished speaking, Guo Nanmeng stared at him for a moment.

Guo Ruyun had also found many blind dates for her before.

Every time I arrange them to meet for various reasons.

Of course, every time she would refuse directly and clearly.

There are also many unwilling people who want to continue to develop with her in the name of friends.

It's just that there are always some evil thoughts in their eyes unconsciously.

But Leng Yibai's tone and expression were too calm.

There is no thought of color in it.

"Mr. Leng, you must know that a man and a woman can't be friends, they can only be lovers." Guo Nanmeng looked at her life slowly, but her tone was softer than before.

"Why not? I also have some female friends around me." Leng Yibai was surprised.

"It must be that they are ugly. No man would want to be friends with a woman who looks like me."

Leng Yibai heard a hint of self-mockery from Guo Nanmeng's words.

"Don't you like your appearance?" Leng Yibai is a musician, especially sensitive to details.

He also keenly captured the slight changes in Guo Nanmeng's mood.

"...I don't like it." Guo Nanmeng said coldly.

"Why? Appearance is bestowed by God, I think we should accept it with the most peaceful mind, no matter it is beautiful or ugly." Leng Yibai's voice was not in a hurry, and the tone sounded very comfortable.

More importantly, every word of his seems to be particularly sincere.

Unknowingly, Guo Nanmeng continued to chat with him.

By the time she realized it, the car had already parked outside the concert hall.

"It's already here, do you want to go in and listen? I can play the piano well." Leng Yibai asked Guo Nanmeng politely.

Guo Nanmeng turned his head to look at the building outside the car window, and a trace of deepness appeared on his face.