It can't be the driver Mu Jinjin was a little scared, and didn't open the door immediately, she walked to the door and asked the other party cautiously: "Who are you, is there anything wrong with me so late?"
"It's me."
A familiar voice sounded outside the door.
Mu Jinjin's expression was stunned, a little surprised.
It turned out to be him How could he come to her After learning that the person who came was Mu Jiang, Mu Jinjin lost his previous sense of fear.
She immediately opened the door to the cabin to see what he had come to her for.
The crack in the door opened slightly, and in addition to his handsome face, there was also the piggy jar in his hand.
Isn't that her little piggy bank Mu Jinjin was pleasantly surprised, She hurriedly snatched the money jar from his hand, and then hugged it tightly in her arms.
That's great.
Her money bank is still here "Thank you for helping me retrieve the money jar," Mu Jinjin looked up at him and smiled sweetly.
"Hmm."
He nodded expressionlessly, his deep gaze locking her petite body tightly.
Mu Jinjin couldn't understand what he was thinking.
But his focused gaze made her uncomfortable, and made her instinctively want to change the subject.
"By the way, how did you get my money jar back, did you buy it from that driver," Mu Jinjin looked at him and asked curiously.
"I got it back."
He replied calmly.
Mu Jinjin's smile slowly stiffened.
The scream she heard just now must have come from the driver But that driver is so bad, it's a matter of time before he gets beaten, there's nothing to be pitied.
"Then you're not hurt," she suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly asked Mu Jiang.
"I'm not that weak."
"Oh, that's good."
"Mu Jinjin, are you concerned about me?"
"Don't talk nonsense, I just asked politely to thank you for helping me retrieve the money jar."
Mu Jin pouted speechlessly.
"You know what I want is not your thanks."
"So what do you want?"
"Come in."
He grabbed her little hand and walked into the middle of the cabin.
"Hey, the door hasn't closed yet," Mu Jinjin turned his head and pointed to the door, constantly resisting.
Mu Jiang turned around and kicked the door on, and then continued to pull Mu Jinjin forward.
He was so powerful that he almost didn't kick a hole out of the wooden door.
Mu Jinjin was unhappy, looked at his vest and muttered aggrievedly: "Why are you closing so hard, the door will be rotten."
Mu Jiang ignored her, but turned his head to look around, trying to find a place to sit.
The cabin is only about thirty square meters, which is clear at a glance.
In the living room there is a log table, a few stools, and a bed.
It's ten times smaller than his bathroom.
Did she try her best to leave him just to live such a poor life?
Mu Jinjin put the little pig money jar on the bed, and then moved a stool behind Mu Jiang, wanting him to rest.
Anyway, he helped her get the piggy jar back, and she should be polite to him.
"Sit down, I've wiped the stool clean, and there will be no dust."
She looked at Mu Jiang's back and said.
Mu Jiang nodded, and was about to sit down, but found that the stool was only the size of a homework book.
Mu Jinjin saw his embarrassment, and hurriedly explained: "This is a stool I bought a long time ago, and the one that sells the stool says that the large one costs 100 yuan a piece, and the small one only costs 20 yuan, so I bought the small one." oshow7 t1706231537: