True Love of the Named Family
Chapter 120 Photographed by journalists
Ming Ke actually walked over, sat by Mu Zijin's bedside and looked at him: "Are you thirsty? Do you want me to pour you a cup of hot water?"
Mu Zijin nodded, Ming Ke as if he had discovered the meaning of his own existence, he washed the cups, poured water, and went to work.
When he returned, some men still maintained the posture he had left behind, and no one spoke, so they sat quietly.
Ming Ke poured a cup of warm water for Mu Zijin, helped him sit down, and handed the cup to him.
But Mu Zijin looked at him and jokingly said, "Didn't you see me hanging up a bit? The other hand is weak."
He tightened his lips, knowing that there was a fierce look behind him that had been staring at him, he was a little confused, and finally he held the cup close to Mu Zijin's lips and gave him a mouthful of water.
Just as Mu Zijin was about to finish drinking a glass of water, the voice of Bei Mingye standing up suddenly came from behind him, as well as the sound of her footsteps walking outside the door.
Dongfang Chen chased after him, not knowing what to say to him.
After these two people were lost in the ward, the ward became increasingly quiet, but Ming Ke felt relieved, only to feel that the entire ward became warm as soon as Bei Mingye left.
“It looks like you made it.” Nangonglie sat on a chair and looked at Mu Zijin. There was still no expression on his face, but there was a hint of light in his eyes: “You really made him angry, it was amazing. . ”
Ming Ke heaved a sigh of relief, and not feeling that he was doing anything extraordinary, it was all about stepping on the steel wire and walking in the air.
As for when the wild wolf would go wild, he had no idea at all. If he was angry and did not want to see her again, it was the best, even though he vaguely felt that the idea was too ridiculous.
Mu Zijin lay down again, met with Nangonglie's gaze, and said lightly, "Do you think he will do something unimaginable for a woman?"
Mingke stopped at his fingertips, and it was clear that they were discussing him and Bei Mingye, but he could only pretend that everything had nothing to do with him, he looked at some medicine packs on the bedside table, wondering if it should be. Now give it to Mu Zijin.
But for insurance, she went from the ward and went to the medical station to ask the nurse for advice.
When he returned, there were only Mu Zijin and Nangonglie in the room.Mu Zijin gestured to him, he walked over and poured a glass of water, just as the nurse had just said, let Mu Zijin swallow the medicine.
After taking the medicine, Mu Zijin lay down again, looking at him, his eyes softened: "Do you not want to ask Nangong Lie to act as the main character of the film?"
Ming Ke was slightly startled, directed his gaze down to look into his eyes, and then turned to look at Nangong Lie.
Nangonglie's expression was still so indifferent, but he seemed to have lost a bit of coldness: "I'm not saying to agree, I should consider this matter."
Ming Ke's brows suddenly brightened when he heard what he said, and he was a little excited about what he wanted to say, and afraid if he said too much, he said too much, he'll be disgusted.
He said to consider, rather than directly reject it like last time, so it was a trick to say it.
“Why did you suddenly change your mind?” He looked at Nangonglie, then at Mu Zijin, with a hint of excitement: “Did you help me speak well?”
“She is my cousin.” Mu Zijin's voice was still the same as before, cold and cold, but now listening to him always made Ming feel a little softer, and it was over a hundred thousand differences from the first time I saw him. Thousand miles?
After only hanging out with each other for only a short period of time, he was completely different from the past.
However, this was not what he should think about. The most interesting thing to him right now was his words. Nangonglie was actually Mu Zijin's cousin. He seems to know too little about them. I don't know these things.
“Tuan Nangong, you can actually see our script first, maybe you will feel interested after reading it.” He looked at Nangonglie and said sincerely.
Nangong Lie just glanced at him faintly, then looked at Mu Zijin again, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes: "Then, then, look at Mu Zijin again, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes: "Then, first of all you say whether this girl is your girlfriend or not. If yes, I agree again. What was? was wrong?"
Mu Zijin ignored him, only staring at Ming Ke.
Ming Ke blushed and shook his head hurriedly, "I'm not his girlfriend."
"That's not her boyfriend, why would I go open a room with her in the middle of the night and still be photographed by reporters?"
"What are you talking about?" Ming Ke was really intimidated by what he said. He went to the hotel to open a room in the middle of the night. Such a thing could only be said to be a misunderstanding. He can explain it. , but what the reporter caught.
Nangong Lie took a few photos from one of the desktops, Ming Ke immediately walked over, looked on with both hands, and suddenly turned pale with fear.
It was actually a situation where he helped Mu Zijin walk into the elevator at the hotel last night, and the scene of Mu Zijin being picked up by him and the medical staff on a stretcher in the middle of the night.
They were secretly photographed, but he felt nothing!
He looked back at Mu Zijin, then looked at Nangonglie, his eyes slightly surprised: "Is ... has it been posted?"
“This issue is suppressed by Zichuan.” Nangonglie leaned back in his chair and looked at him. Compared to the coldness he had expected for the first time, he was clearly softer at the moment, but people were still very cold. Cold seemed to be born, and was somewhat similar to Bei Mingye.
"If it wasn't for Zichuan to suppress the matter and warn the magazine, then, now I'm afraid the news that you and second young master Mu went to open a room in the middle of the night has sold out all over the world.The streets and alleys of Dongling." He was just an ordinary person might not be newsworthy, but Mu Zijin was different. He was the second young master of the Mu family and looked extremely handsome. There has never been any news of lace in recent years. This is the first and only. Take the opportunity to publish important events, I'm really sorry for being a reporter
Profession.
"Then these pictures..." Ming Ke was still a little agitated.
Mu Zijin behind him said lightly: "Because it is suppressed, it is impossible to appear in any magazine anymore, don't worry."
This kind of lace news was completely meaningless to him. Whether it would be reported or not would not affect his life, but it was different for Ming Ke. Once this kind of photo was published, he would be in school in the future. I'm afraid there will be a big storm.
“So I have to call the young master and say thank you.” He heaved a sigh of relief, but casually said that he had no intention of getting involved with their Mu family. It was enough for them to think that he was Mu Zijin's girlfriend, which was enough to give him a headache, and now that he was angering Bei Mingye, he just wanted to get out of here quickly, she said, and don't care about anything else.
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