111: C111 Ambiguous Teasing

C111 Ambiguous Teasing

Moo Yifeng kept dragging Mu Qianhan out of the hotel.

Outside the hotel, a lengthened Rolls-Royce was waiting.

Moo Yifeng directly brought Mu Qianhan to the Rolls Royce.

"Where to?" Mu Qianhan asked nervously as she sat in the spacious Rolls Royce.

"Humph!" A certain man crossed his arms over his chest in displeasure.

Mu Qianhan sneaked a glance at Moo Yifeng and felt uneasy.

The chauffeur, unaware of the atmosphere in the back of the car, skidded out of the hotel entrance.

It wasn't until they stopped at the entrance of the Sydney Opera House that Mu Qianhan knew Moo Yifeng was bringing her to the opera house.

It was ten o'clock in the evening, and the setting sun had dyed the entire sky red. In the sunset, the Sydney Opera House put on a beautiful neon veil, standing in front of the Sydney Opera House.

Mu Qianhan raised her head and looked up at the Sydney Opera House. Her clear, lively eyes were bright with excitement, brighter than the stars in the sky.

She really was an easy to satisfy little girl! It was not in vain!

Of course, there was still no lack of cool expressions on his face! Otherwise, this woman would have gone overboard.

"The wind, hurry up, it's about to start! It was "Carmen". Mu Qianhan, who was standing at the entrance of the Sydney Opera House, waved excitedly at Moo Yifeng when she saw the introduction of the poster. She sounded very happy.

Although Mu Qianhan's English was not particularly good, Carmen was her favorite opera. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so excited when she heard that Moo Yifeng brought her to the opera.

Moo Yifeng's elegant and sexy mouth slightly curved up as he followed with big steps.

When Moo Yifeng and Mu Qianhan walked into the Sydney Opera House, there was a party going on. The men and women were all well-dressed, and the men and women were all wearing evening dresses, high-heeled shoes, and jewelry. With one glance, one could tell that they were socialising, and were drinking and chatting in groups of twos and threes.

Mu Qianhan looked at the scene that she had only seen in foreign movies and was excited and curious at the enthusiasm with which they invited us to a party.

Even when everyone greeted Moo Yifeng warmly, they didn't notice.

"Do you want some snacks?" Moo Yifeng hurried to say his farewells to everyone, then returned to Mu Qianhan and asked.

Mu Qianhan turned around and looked at the table. Her eyes swept over the western dishes and landed on the exquisite pudding, cake and ice cream. Mu Qianhan couldn't help but gulp.

However, it was already good enough for them to let them in out of goodwill, and they still had to eat …

Mu Qianhan felt slightly embarrassed.

Moo Yifeng knew Mu Qianhan wanted to eat it the moment he saw her expression.

He carried a large plate and began to pick at the pudding, ice cream, and cake Mu Qianhan liked.

Finally, he chose a rather remote seat to sit down in.

Moo Yifeng felt full as he watched Mu Qianhan eat.

"You don't eat?" Mu Qianhan looked up from her plate. She remembered that he had been chatting with his friend and didn't seem to have eaten much.

"Feed me!" Moo Yifeng had a demonic smile on his face and his eyes were filled with ridicule.

Mu Qianhan looked around and found that no one was paying attention to them, so she lowered her head and acknowledged their presence. She carefully forked a pudding and sent it into Moo Yifeng's mouth.

Moo Yifeng opened his mouth and swallowed it. His gaze fell on Mu Qianhan's face without blinking.

Mu Qianhan's face was flushed red, not daring to look at him. He glanced away and continued to eat the ice cream.

"I want to eat it." Moo Yifeng's low voice pulled Mu Qianhan's attention back to him.

She turned around and saw Moo Yifeng's eyes on her face. She looked down at the ice cream in her hand and asked in surprise, "Are you sure?"

Didn't he not eat sweets? She had thought the pudding was his greatest limit.

Moo Yifeng looked at the remaining ice cream at the corner of Mu Qianhan's mouth. His eyes darkened as he suddenly leaned over and licked the remaining ice cream at the corner of her mouth.

Mu Qianhan was so shocked that all the hairs on her body stood on end. This is a public place...

Luckily, Moo Yifeng quickly retreated!

"I'm sure!" Moo Yifeng added on, "It tastes pretty good on your lips."

Mu Qianhan's hand that was digging in the ice cream spoon trembled as she looked at Moo Yifeng with a flushed face.

The latter leaned back in her chair and let out a pleasant laugh.

Mu Qianhan glared at Moo Yifeng, her face full of anger.

"Alright!" The opera has begun, and we're coming in. " Moo Yifeng restrained the smile on his face and held Mu Qianhan's hand.

"But we haven't bought a ticket yet …" Before Mu Qianhan finished her sentence, she was dragged along by Moo Yifeng into the crowd.

Could it be that he was running away with a ticket? Mu Qianhan was shocked by her own thoughts.

For some reason, at the entrance of the opera house, there wasn't even a ticket collector.

On the other hand, everyone was smiling at Mu Qianhan in a friendly manner.

Finally, Mu Qianhan nervously followed Moo Yifeng to the middle seat of the opera house.

At this time, the staff of the opera house came out and began checking the tickets. Mu Qianhan immediately squeezed Moo Yifeng's arm tightly. She was considering whether they would be caught running out right now.

Moo Yifeng patted the back of her hand to comfort her. It wasn't until the staff walked over and Moo Yifeng took out the ticket from his suit pocket that Mu Qianhan realized that she was tricked by this man.

"Humph!" A certain woman coldly snorted, showing that she was in a very bad mood.

Moo Yifeng explained, "It was given to me at the party just now."

Mu Qianhan turned her head, indicating that she no longer believed his words.

Moo Yifeng wasn't angry at all. He looked at Mu Qianhan's cute pouting mouth. If this wasn't a public place, he really would have pressed her down and loved her dearly.

Moo Yifeng held his forehead and let out a helpless sigh.

He shouldn't have taken her to the opera today. He should have taken her straight to the hotel bed, and asked her whether it was day or night.

Seriously, Moo Yifeng regretted it a little. But so what if he regretted it now? He could only endure!

When the host stepped onto the stage and announced the start of the performance, the audience immediately fell silent and then burst into enthusiastic applause.

After the host left, the opera began.

Mu Qianhan's pouting mouth was also lowered. She leaned back in her chair and looked at the backdrop of the stage.

The background of the stage was a deep two walls, the entire scene gave a three-dimensional feel. It gave people a feeling of being in the right place.

The opera Carmen was a pure French version. Although Mu Qianhan couldn't understand French, she was fascinated by it. Even Moo Yifeng, who had no taste for opera, was infected by it.2

After leaving the Sydney Opera House, Mu Qianhan put her arms around Moo Yifeng's right arm and leaned on his shoulder. She was still humming the main melody of Carmen opera.

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