Wife Hua

Chapter 12 Li Wei
The young man has delicate features, surprisingly delicate and beautiful facial features, his thick eyelashes flutter like a butterfly spreading its wings, his pale complexion reveals his delicate skin, crow's black hair is scattered behind him, but the ends of his hair are curled up like mischievous.

His clothes were thin, his figure was thin, and he was too weak to wear clothes.

Looking at Mu Hua's tender eyes, there are slight ripples in the bottom of the eyes.

"...slowly."

Only Mu Yun can tell Mu Hua to take it easy.

Mu Hua is slow to learn to walk, slow to speak, slow to read, and the little girl who always follows Mu Yun is called slow by him.

In the memory of Mu Hua's two lifetimes, she has never met a boy who is more beautiful and delicate than Mu Yun. He is so delicate that he doesn't look feminine or feminine.

From the outside, the firewood room is old enough.

Mu Hua looked behind Mu Yun, and the inside of the woodshed was even more dilapidated.

Can a pile of straw make a bed?
Leaning against the mottled damp wall is a table with only three legs left, on which there is a chipped teacup and a teapot without a lid and handle.

There are a few beams of sunlight from the top of the firewood house, and you can enjoy the stars at night by lying on a pile of straw. In winter, it snows, and in summer, it leaks rain, and the house smells pungent and musty.

Mu Hua grabbed Mu Yun's wrist, and the bones of his wrist hurt so badly, Mu Hua's heart hurt even more.

How can you torture a beautiful boy like this.

Mu Yun looked at the little hand holding his own, and the hot temperature came from her palm, and the corners of his mouth turned white, "I know that I will come to see me soon..."

Before he finished speaking, Mu Yun felt his body lighten, and the fat girl beside him opened his mouth wide, his eyes widened, "Miss, miss, hold Mr. Mu...where are you going?"

Her young lady has such wicked strength? !
No, the fat girl knocked herself on the head, shouldn't she persuade the lady not to hug Mr. Mu in the same way she hugs the lady?
Although Mr. Mu is very beautiful, he is still a young man.

"Stupid, where else can I go? Of course I'm going back to my room."

Mu Hua clearly hugged a young man with both hands, but she still walked like flying, as if her hands were empty.

Seeing her anxious appearance, she is about to rob her of the bridal chamber, so it's okay to spread this matter outside?
Not to mention that Mr. Mu and Miss are brothers and sisters, even if they are ordinary men and women.

Fat Ya held up the hem of her skirt and hurried to follow, not to let Jingyuan's servants gossip.

Mu Yun lowered his eyelids, and was hugged by Mu Hua obediently and lifelessly. His pale fingers in the cuffs trembled slightly, and his slender neck curled up and was stained with a bright red, "Slowly."

"Second brother, don't worry, we'll be there soon."

Mu Hua's "Second Brother" made Mu Yun's soul tremble, that's all, just slowly like it.

Bang, Mu Hua kicked open the door of the boudoir, and the fat girl covered her face behind, should I say that the young lady is imposing enough?
The door also collapsed and broke within reason.

The boudoir is extremely luxuriously furnished, with exquisite beds, silky and delicate pearl red brocade quilts, peacock blue curtains on both sides of the gold hooks, round table legs and chair legs are wrapped in gold, and the jade incense burner on the table emits a strong scent of spices Son.

A trace of anger flashed in Mu Yun's eyes, "Did she ask someone to arrange these for you?"

Mu Hua smiled and said, "The furnishings of the home prove that I have money. From now on, Second Brother can tell me if he wants to buy something."

The home furnishing is extravagant and vulgar, and no daughter of a wealthy family would decorate her boudoir so gaudy.

Mu Yun raised her eyes and looked slowly, her laughter was bright, didn't she smirk like a heartless idiot, did she really think she was rich? !
Mu Hua carefully placed the young man in her arms in front of the dressing table, looked at the beautiful and delicate young man in the dressing mirror, and murmured, "God is so eccentric."

"Second brother, let me comb your hair for you."

"Yes, you need to change into a good-looking straight gown. Your skin is fair, which is suitable for moon white."

Mu Hua was talking about the clothes and accessories she needed to prepare for Mu Yun, and she kept rummaging through the boxes in the boudoir, "Fat girl, where did I put my jewelry box?"

The fat girl standing at the door shifted her dull gaze from the broken door panel to Mu Yun's body, her back trembled unknowingly, and she didn't dare to cross the threshold.

Every girl has a doll plot, but no matter how beautiful and delicate Mr. Mu is, he is not a doll who can change clothes at will.

"...Miss." Fat Ya reminded softly, "Young Master Mu's clothes are prepared, so you don't need to worry about it..."

Mu Hua combed Mu Yun's black hair with a comb, and the fingers of the comb shuttled through his hair, with an intoxicated enjoyment on his face.

The fat girl swallowed, turned around stiffly, she had done her best.

However, Mr. Mu, who is treated so tenderly and cared for wholeheartedly by the young lady, is very enviable.

The fat girl clutched her chest, her face was on fire.

Through the mirror on the dressing table, Mu Yun took a closer look at the person combing his hair. The corners of his mouth slowly curved, gradually becoming the masterpiece of God, beautiful, clean, and pure.

Mu Hua doesn't know how to do a girl's bun, but is very proficient in how to comb a boy's hair.

After a short while, she combed her hair, picked out a hair crown inlaid with warm jade from the jewelry box, and carefully put it on Mu Yun's hair.

"Second brother, go and change into your clothes." Mu Hua held the Yuebai she found and said straightly, "I asked the kitchen to prepare food for second brother. Second brother likes to eat beggar chicken the most. Back then we went to steal some from Aunt Ma's house together. The chicken was chased by Aunt Ma from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, and in the end it was the second brother who carried me on his back and climbed a tree to hide.”

The beggar chicken in my memory was really delicious, but later she was punished by her mother to kneel down and hit her hands fifty times, and her palms were swollen for a month.

Even with swollen palms, Mu Hua couldn't delay working.

"Slowly, do you remember?"

Mu Yun turned around, faced Mu Hua, raised her hand slowly as if afraid of hurting Jinggui:

"It was your birthday that day, and I always wanted to prepare a delicious meal for you. There was an omission in the plan, and someone found out, which caused you to be severely punished by her, and your birthday didn't go well."

From that day on, Mu Yun told himself to make plans more carefully and more ruthlessly.

If they had directly poisoned Aunt Ma’s dog that day, they would not have revealed their secrets when they stole the chicken, and gradually they would not have knelt in the snow on their birthdays and kowtowed to the woman for mercy.

Mu Hua whispered: "The birthday with the second brother's company is the best."

Mu Yun slowly clenched his fists.

Mu Hua gave him a push, and said briskly, "Go and change your clothes. I'll accompany my second brother to drink and eat chicken."

When Mu Yun turned away from the screen to change his clothes, Steward Wang rushed over:
"Miss, miss, how can you release the bastard? Mrs. Yong'an Hou handed him over to you because she wants you to discipline the bastard who has no ancestors and doesn't respect the law..."

Steward Wang felt something flying in front of him, and hurriedly backed away. In a panic, the back of his head hit a pillar in the corridor, causing a big swelling on the back of his head.

The whole golden hairpin that flew out from the boudoir was submerged in the pillar, only the head of the rose hairpin was exposed. Steward Wang turned pale with fright, and his body slid down the pillar to the ground. If it were stuck on his head, there would be no life. "Miss, spare me."

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