Passionate Devotion

Chapter 1329 1351 First kiss dedicated to artificial respiration 13

Turning his head, sure enough, it was not the old lady who handed the fried dumplings to his mouth.

"Why don't you go to bed?" Yin Zhan checked the time, got up and took her to his room.

Mu Li shook his heart, and refused to enter: "What do you do?"

"Don't worry, I don't think I have time to sleep tonight. You can sleep in my room to make the old lady happy."

Yin Zhan said as he brought her into the room: "The old lady has always been afraid that I will not be able to sell, and she has no confidence in her son. Finally, a woman took the initiative to marry me. If you sleep in my room, she can spoil you tomorrow. God."

Mu Li was embarrassed, did not speak any more, but heard him continue to say: "You owe me a problem."

"what?"

"Who was given the first artificial respiration?"

Mu Li: "..."

She thought for a while: "Give it a bad beast?"

Yin Zhan thought about it: "Yin Xiong?"

Mu Li became angry from embarrassment: "How could it be possible that I have a very pure relationship with Big Brother Yin Xiong..."

Before she could finish her words, the phone in Yin Zhan's trousers suddenly rang.

Yin Zhan took out his cell phone and scanned the caller ID, and answered the cell phone uncomfortably, "What's the matter?"

"XX Broadcasting and Television Company just released a poll showing that among voters who have not yet decided which candidate to support, 53% think that you have won the debate, but 47% think that Yanqing is the winner. , Your opponent's strength should not be underestimated, the gap is very small."

"I know that Yan Qing is also prepared this time. The coming is fierce, so I can rest assured that I won't underestimate the enemy. I'll hang up first.

Yin Xiong gave a hum, but then said, "How are you and Mu Li getting along recently?"

Hearing Yin Xiong mentioning his name, Mu Li's heart tightened. Yin Zhan looked down at her and smiled wantonly: "How do you think I should answer him more appropriately?"

His voice was not deliberately lowered. Yin Xiong heard it over the phone and asked casually: "Is she here with you?"

"At this time, she is not here with me, where can she be?"

Mu Li's head buzzed, and he roared, "Yin Zhan, you shut up!"

This is too misleading!

Yin Xiong was stunned for a moment on the phone, and laughter came from the phone: "Be nice to her, especially at this point in time."

After speaking, he hung up.

Mu Li closed her eyes tightly, Yin Xiong's laughter before hanging up the phone in her mind.

Feeling more embarrassed and embarrassed, she tried her best to push Yin Zhan away, "You still have to go downstairs. Many people downstairs are waiting for you. Yan Qing is an opponent you can't underestimate."

Yin Zhan smiled and rubbed her head: "Go to bed early, don't think about it."

With that said, he left and went downstairs to continue to deal with business matters, but Mu Li was lying on the bed, thinking about what he had misled Big Brother Yin Xiong, but couldn't help but take a deep breath, this man was too bad!

She grabbed the quilt, put it on her body, and sat up abruptly after a minute, she knew why she kept feeling his breath lingering! Here is his room, his bed, everything is branded with him!

Mu Li wanted to get out of bed, but for a long time she didn't find her shoes, turned on the bedside lamp, almost frightened heart attack.

A lion standing on the top of the grassland suddenly appeared on the wall, looking down at the world, like the overlord of the world, his eyes were too deterrent!

Mu Li found the slippers, turned on the headlight, and stood in front of the lion staring at the lion’s powerful eyes. Unlike the initial shock, she looked at the picture with interest and liked the painting. If possible, she would like to get it down. Hang on your own wall.

But obviously this painting is a painting made by a painter directly on the wall, not wallpaper, or something else. I don’t know which famous artist’s work is?

An hour later, Yin Zhan went back to the room to look for something, and found that she was lying leisurely on the bed facing the wall in a daze.

"Why don't you sleep?"

"Which master's masterpiece is the oil painting on your wall?"

Yin Zhan glanced at the wall and raised his eyebrows: "You like it?"

"Like it, I asked the master to draw a picture on my wall later, do you have a contact number?"

Yin Zhan walked to the desk drawer in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to find his own things, and directly reported a string of mobile phone numbers. After speaking, he walked out of the room, before closing the door, he took the porcelain plate after eating dumplings and said: "Go to bed early. ."

Mu Li took out his mobile phone and dialed the number. The screen showed the nickname of the mobile phone number owner: Yin Zhan.

The moment the phone was connected, she froze for a moment: "Don't tell me, you painted this picture by yourself?"

Yin Zhan's voice came from the phone: "Why, no?"

(End of this chapter)