Quick Travel: Please hold on to the villain Black Moonlight script

"Taste, taste what?" Han Mu is not as thick-skinned as Zhao Xuan after all. He usually has simple thoughts and never thinks about feelings. Now that he knows his own thoughts, and listens to Zhao Xuan's words again, he always feels that everything he says is wrong. of.

Mother Zhao next to her seemed to have guessed what her son was going to do. She just smiled silently, caressed the bracelet on her wrist, and turned it around silently, thoughtfully.

Zhao Xuan held the bowl he had already taken two sips from and pushed it in front of Han Mu, "There is only one bowl, so I have to share it with you. This soup... is quite delicious."

Zhao Xuan, who said this against his will, did not blink his eyes and did not feel any pain in his conscience.

As long as he can trick Han Mu into helping him solve the soup, conscience...how much is this thing worth?

"Take a sip?" Seeing that Han Mu didn't speak, Zhao Xuan knew that there was room for discussion on this matter, so he quickly brought the bowl to Han Mu's mouth while the iron was hot.

Han Mu faced the bowl that had been brought to his lips. He subconsciously turned his head to look at the bracelet spinning there, specifically not looking at Zhao's mother on their side.

Feeling guilty, he quickly lowered his head and took a big sip. He drank it quickly, fearing that Mother Zhao would notice what they were doing.

But in fact, this is 300 taels of silver in this place. Mother Zhao has always been here. Even if she doesn't look here, it doesn't mean that the other party really doesn't know.

Zhao Xuan asked with a smile, "Does it taste good?"

Han Mu swallowed the soup in a hurry without even having time to taste it. Therefore, when Zhao Xuan asked him if the soup tasted good, he nodded reflexively.

Mother Zhao looked surprised, and she also saw through her son's little thoughts.

"Then drink more?" Zhao Xuan was very satisfied with Han Mu's answer. Zhao's mother's soup was good at everything, and even the appearance was quite deceiving.

But as long as you taste it, for a golden tongue like Zhao Xuan who is used to eating good things, this soup is soulless soup. It feels like there is no oil, no salt... In short, it has no soul.

Han Mu glanced at the bowl with red ears. Zhao Xuan had drank from this bowl. He had just taken a sip. This... had exceeded the boundary between a doctor and a patient.

"Do you two think I don't exist?" She suddenly spoke.

Zhao Xuan immediately smiled at Zhao's mother, "No, how could it be!"

Han Mu had no experience in getting along with his elders. He rarely got along with his relatives' elders since he was a child. At that time, his parents wanted to bury him in a sea of ​​questions and write every day.

Later, after graduation, I have been dealing with different patients, patients' family members, and all kinds of people.

But as a doctor, he always calmly outputs the knowledge he knows without any special skills.

But Zhao's mother was obviously different from the image of mother he knew. She would care about her son and protect him, but she would not make decisions in advance like his mother, who was strong and unquestionable.

"Both your parents are doctors?" Mother Zhao came over, pulled up a chair, and sat across from the two of them.

Just after I came back from the operation, I ran into a large Shura field. Once the Shura field was flat, it seemed... I ran into Han Mu who was asking questions from his elders. He had a small attack of mysophobia and had to pull his clothes from time to time.

If it weren't for his self-cultivation, he wouldn't be able to help but run away.

"Yeah." Han Mu's back stiffened.

Zhao Xuan sat next to him and felt Han Mu's nervousness. He couldn't help but marvel in his heart. Ever since he entered this world and got along with Han Mu, this person has always had the upper hand. There are not many times when he can be so nervous.

"Have you ever been in love?" Mother Zhao's intention became obvious when she asked this question.

Han Mu, "..."

He subconsciously glanced at Zhao Xuan next to him. His light brown eyes were always calm and cold, but now they were slightly wide open, a little innocent, "This... no."

Mother Zhao frowned, not knowing whether she was satisfied or dissatisfied with the answer. She just kept turning the bracelet silently.

Zhao Xuan directly gave the bowl in his hand to Han Mu and asked him to hold it. When he came out, he almost hid and trembled. He didn't know how to reply to Zhao's mother. Han Mu blocked the fire.

"Mom, are you going to check your household registration? Isn't this a little bad? You didn't even give me a red envelope when we met, but you came up and asked about people's family affairs!"

Mother Zhao glanced at Zhao Xuan lightly, as if her eyes were warning him silently.

"Did you win that doll from the night market yesterday?" Mother Zhao turned her head and looked at Ah Li, who was placed on the pillow behind Zhao Xuan.

Ahri is quite new, and you can tell from one glance that she just brought it back not long ago.

Being able to put it on the pillow and sleep with it shows that Zhao Xuan really likes Ah Li.

"Yes." Zhao Xuan was not afraid of being seen by Mother Zhao. He even took Ah Li over and shook it. "Does it look good?"

Mother Zhao looked at the Ahri shaking in Zhao Xuan's hand, and unconsciously recalled the video she had seen, in which the two of them were holding an Ahri.

Judging from the picture, the two people looked up to watch the fireworks. They were looking at the scenery, but little did they know that they had also become the scenery in the eyes of others.

Naturally, they didn't even know they were being secretly photographed.

Mother Zhao had no intention of attacking her son. She just glanced at him and looked away from Ah Li.

Facing Zhao Xuan's show off, Han Mu couldn't help but pursed his lips and subconsciously bent his lower lip.

Seeing that Zhao's mother didn't answer, Zhao Xuan turned his eyes to Han Mu and shook the Ah Li in his hand, "Do you think this doll is cute?"

Han Mu nodded.

Really cute.

He liked it anyway.

"What's going on between you two?" Zhao's mother knew that the video was accidentally circulated just by looking at the two of them getting along, but netizens' ideas were not entirely groundless.

She... really couldn't accept the fact that her son suddenly became a bender, but since it had already happened, there was no point in escaping.

At least Han Mu's parents came today to remind her that beating was useless. For two people who were determined to be together, opposition would only make them more determined to be together.

Zhao Xuan turned to look at Han Mu.

Han Mu clenched his fists, how... would he answer?

The initiative in this matter has always been in Zhao Xuan's hands, not with him.

"I like Han Mu. Netizens like to beautify and exaggerate. It's that simple." Zhao Xuan took it all on his own without even thinking about it.

Han Mu's eyelashes trembled fiercely a few times, and he suddenly turned his head and met Zhao Xuan's smiling eyes.

His smile seemed to have never changed, like a ray of sunshine that could warm his lonely and desolate world.

"Mom, you should be different from others, you must understand, right?" Zhao Xuan took the lead.

"What if I object?" Mother Zhao asked with a faint smile.