Chapter 742

Ah Zhao didn't enjoy it for long.

Because Chu Mu only hummed a short part, amidst the barrage of "don't stop", "one more part" and "listen to it" that filled the screen, he said goodbye mercilessly.

And turned off the live broadcast.

The study suddenly fell silent.

And Chu Mu...

He stood up and walked towards Ah Zhao slowly.

A Zhao nervously jumped up from the sofa chair with a "whoosh".

Looking at Chu Mu's calm expression now, she felt that she still regretted it.

I knew he was in charge, so I ran away first!

It's too late to run now.

Chu Mu walked up to Ah Zhao.

If you take a step closer, the two will be able to stick together.

Ah Zhao tried his best to hold his expression and make himself look calmer.

However, the calm appearance that he worked so hard to prop up cracked when Chu Mu spoke the first sentence.

"The boss of Tianqi Literature Network from the future, huh?"

"Because you like my writing, you come to me across time and space, huh?"

"Unfamiliar with our time, eh?"

Every time Chu Mu reached the end of a sentence, he raised his voice and said "um", and Ah Zhao wanted to tremble with his heart.

"I..." She swallowed, and began to think of excuses in her mind.

"Are you thinking, what reason are you going to find to lie to me this time?" Chu Mu's tone was low and gentle. It should have been very pleasant to hear, but now it fell into Azhao's ears, and Ji Lingling made her slap her. a chill.

"No, no!" She denied it.

Chu Mu sighed lightly.

The sigh made Ah Zhao's eyes tremble.

Immediately afterwards, she felt two hands holding her face.

Use a little force.

Her chin was raised, and her eyes were forced to meet the man in front of her.

Chu Mu has a pair of tender and affectionate peach blossom eyes, which seem to be full of spring water when he smiles. Ah Zhao has praised these beautiful eyes many times in his heart.

But now there was no smile in his eyes.

At this moment, these eyes were tightly locked on her.

"Since not, then look into my eyes and tell me the truth."

At this moment, their bodies were almost leaning together, and Chu Mu was still holding Ah Zhao's face. From the side view, it looked like they were about to kiss.

Ah Zhao blinked extremely quickly, and his long eyelashes fluttered.

She realized how close the two were now.

The body belonging to another young man was almost close to her. She could feel the heat from Chu Mu's body, and the feeling was most intuitive on his face.

Those warm, soft palms were touching his face.

Seen from behind, because of this action, his open arms seemed to lock A Zhao in his own territory.

This kind of cognition made Ah Zhao's body a little weak.

The heart that was already a little bit cowardly became even more cowardly.

Seeing that she hadn't spoken for a long time, Chu Mu whispered, "What? Don't you want to say it?"

Ah Zhao whispered, "You, can you let me go?"

Her big eyes looked at Chu Mu with a hint of expectation.

Chu Mu smiled slightly, and in Ah Zhao's hopeful eyes, he directly and clearly expressed his refusal: "I don't."

He paused for a moment, then smiled again: "I remember, our Miss Anxiang Yingxiu was very forthright and bold on the Internet."

Ah Zhao: "..."

There was a hot air rushing to the top of her head, which made her thoughts a little confused.

After thinking about it, she couldn't think of any excuse, so she simply broke the jar and said, "Okay, if you really want to hear it, I'll tell you."