Stunning

Mu Ti thought for a long time: I'm sorry.

Looking at the beautiful image, Xiao Ling didn't roll her eyes, took Mu Ti's hand and said: Anyway, it's him. I happened to meet him at the billiards hall yesterday. Damn, the heart of the girl seven years ago suddenly surged.Xiao Ling shook Mu Ti's hand excitedly: "He is also single, he is also single!"

Mu Ti nodded, and pulled her hand away: good, good, good.

Love is really great. For so many years, Mu Ti has never seen Xiao Ling like this. When Pan Xiaoxiang was by her side, Xiao Ling's smile was much restrained. Mu Ti felt that if she was given a handkerchief now, she could even cover her face with shame. .

Mu Ti couldn't tell why Pan Xiaoxiang was attractive, but he sang very well. Originally, people in one room took turns singing, but after a few rounds, everyone felt a little embarrassed, pushed and shouted, and Pan Xiaoxiang became a mic bully.

Xiao Ling looked proud as her master.

After listening to a few more songs, Mu Ti packed up her things and was about to leave. Seeing her get up suddenly, Xiao Ling panicked and immediately grabbed her: Where are you going?

Mu Ti showed her the time: go back.

It's only ten o'clock.Xiao Ling was surprised: why go back so early.She shook Mu Ti's sleeve: Why don't you stay with me, I'm nervous here alone.

Why are you panicking? Mu Ti laughed, she glanced at Pan Xiaoxiang behind Xiao Ling: I'm driving, I won't leave, why will your little brother take you back later.

Xiao Ling was stunned: Yes.

After she finished speaking, she unceremoniously drove Mu Ti away, Mu Ti took her bag and walked downstairs alone, when the wind blew outside, she suddenly felt emotional.

Although it is true that I want to leave, what is the reason for this feeling of being abandoned in the end?

This time she was a little familiar with the road, she still remembered the road during the day, and drove the car into the garage smoothly.

After taking the key and opening the door, the light in the hall came out, Mu Ti put on her slippers and walked in quietly, Hua Zhi was also sitting on the sofa watching a documentary, she walked over and coughed, and said: I'm back.

Hua Zhi also leaned on the sofa, and said lightly, without moving a muscle, to express that she knew.

Seeing this, Mu Ti had no interest in hooking up, so she went to the room on the second floor.

She tidied up the suitcase and took a bath for skin care. She tossed about for nearly two hours, and the little sleepiness when she came back was all gone by her.

This room smells very good, there is a faint fragrance in the air, I don't know if it is sprayed with perfume, and the bed and quilt cover on the bed, probably just changed in the afternoon, it smells like sunshine.

The smell of sunlight is mites, but even knowing the truth, the smell is still very good, good enough to cover the nausea in my heart.

Sure enough, people yearn for things with a good appearance, and they don't even need to care about their hearts.

Not feeling sleepy, after scrolling on the bed a few times and scrolling through Weibo, he took a coat and put it over his nightdress, and left the room.

When she visited in the morning, she remembered that there was a semi-open place beyond Hua Zhiya's bedroom, and the blind spot prevented her from seeing what was inside, but now is a chance.

It's just that I didn't expect that Huazhi was also there.

Mu Ti was standing in the corridor, where Huazhi couldn't see it. From a distance of a few meters, there was only a table, light brown carpet on the floor, and a circle of white light on the ceiling. After being filtered by the not-so-rough frosted glass, it is projected softly into this space.

Hua Zhi was also kneeling on the ground, holding a brush in his hand, writing.

It was still the coat she saw during the day, and it was draped on her body at this moment, as if it would fall off with a slight movement.

After looking at it for a few seconds, Mu Ti snickered, pulled down one side of the coat she was wearing, and hung it on her arm. The suspender skirt inside exposed half of her shoulders, and then tied it casually. The hair at the back was also untied by her, and she combed it a few times with her hands. If there was a mirror at this moment, she would definitely scratch her head and make a pose first.

But she didn't dare to be too pretentious, coughed a few times, made noises deliberately while wearing slippers, then took off her shoes and walked in.

Hua Zhi also turned her head to look at her when she heard the sound, but she caught her side from the corner of the eye, and turned back again, the coat on her body was secure and did not fall off.

Tomoya sister is practicing calligraphy.

Mu Ti went over and sat down opposite Hua Zhiye. Instead of kneeling, she sat down with her left leg pressed against her right leg, with one finger on the table and the other hand supporting her head on the table. Good time, with a slight flick, the hair covering the eyelids was thrown back.

Hua Zhi also looked up at her, only stared at her eyes, did not stay anywhere on her body, and then looked back.

Mu Ti:

I have to say that Hua Zhiya's handwriting is quite beautiful. She writes very slowly, and every stroke and every stroke should be reversed, checked, and returned smoothly, without shaking at all.

Mu Ti just watched her write a column, and when she finished writing the last word, Mu Ti suddenly sat up straight and clapped her hands a few times, saying: Look good.

Huazhi also raised her head, looking at her with the expression of looking at a fool.