The emperor's wife is addicted to seducing his wife: his ex-wife is captured

Chapter 244 Remarriage
"why?"

Suddenly, she suddenly pushed his hand away and asked eagerly.

Mu Shaocheng was still a little out of the situation, but seeing the urgency in Jun Ling's eyes, he suddenly came to his senses and opened his mouth. He didn't know where to start, and he didn't know what to say after a long while.

The eagerness in his eyes cooled down a little bit, Jun Ling looked at his indifferent eyes and suddenly felt at a loss. After all, he was still talking to himself, right?
Pushing Mu Shaocheng away, she got off the bench, walked out the back door and walked forward.

The two of them didn't know, but in the room directly facing the back door, two figures, one big and one small, stood by the window, Mao Mao's small face was full of disappointment, "Oh!"

Xu Fan rubbed Mao Mao's face, and shook his head helplessly. If this continues, the two of them will be entangled for a long time.

Jun Ling was in a bad mood. Although his complexion hadn't completely darkened, he had an air of refusal to belittled thousands of miles away.

Mu Shaocheng followed step by step. He knew that he had lost the best opportunity to explain, and felt a little annoyed.

Not far from the back door is a snack street. Jun Ling walked past it, looking like he was open to eating, but no matter what stall she went to, as soon as she said what to eat, Mu Shaocheng followed behind to pay the bill.

Mutton kebabs, barbecue, finger cakes...

After a while, Jun Ling's hands were full of things. She sat down in front of a small dining table, and Mu Shaocheng followed her and sat opposite her.

"Eat less spicy food." He shook off the peppers on a skewer of mutton and handed it to Jun Ling.

Jun Ling glanced at him. She didn't do what she wanted to do, and didn't get an answer to what she wanted to ask. Feeling depressed, she snorted and didn't take the mutton skewers from Mu Shaocheng's hand.

"Jun Ling, I have two concert tickets in my hand, shall we go together tonight?"

In the past, when the two were in a good relationship, they often went out to watch movies, oppressing the road, but later their relationship changed, and the two of them suppressed an atmosphere that could suffocate people when they were together for a long time.

"Don't eat too much, dinner will be in a while."

The two sat opposite each other, and it was mostly Mu Shaocheng who was talking to himself, so he didn't feel embarrassed, watching them wipe out most of the food one by one, his mouth didn't stop at all, in fact, even he himself might I don't know what I'm talking about.

After a while, Jun Ling suddenly raised his head, "Mu Shaocheng, let me calm down for a while."

Mu Shaocheng froze, so he stopped talking, but his eyes were still on her, focused.

Like a follower, he went out to eat with Jun Ling and then came back. Seeing Mao Mao making faces at him, he stepped forward and hugged him, "What did you and Mommy do?"

Mao Mao blinked his eyes, and the innocent and harmless expression on his face was really like that of a five-year-old child, "I didn't do anything, I chose gifts for grandma, grandpa, and uncle respectively."

"That's all?" Mu Shaocheng was surprised.

Mao Mao nodded solemnly, "In addition to this, I met two people. A woman chased us for a long time to talk to Mommy, and a man suddenly appeared from behind us at some point, almost scaring me away." and Mommy."

Xu Fan was happy, scared to fly?You are so funny, boy.

Mu Shaocheng squinted his eyes, could the problem be with these two people?

Glancing at Xu Fan, he put Mao Mao down, "Go and play with your Uncle Xu Fan, Daddy has something to do."

"This is my uncle Xu Fan!" Mao Mao corrected his mistake solemnly.

Mu Shaocheng's eyes immediately widened. Uncle and uncle are not the same thing at all. Uncle is counted from his side. If it is uncle, it is counted from Jun Ling's side!

He squinted at Xu Fan, Xu Fan chuckled, "It's all the same, it's all the same."

Mu Shaocheng wanted to say how could it be the same, no matter how much you miss yourself, it is impossible to become Jun Yan, let alone take on those responsibilities for him. Thinking of Jun Yan, who has not appeared again in these years, crossed his mind A touch of dark color.

"Little A, let me find out who Jun Ling met when he went out today? It should be a man and a woman. Also... check Jun Yan and see what he has been doing all these years."

"Yes." Little A agreed without hesitation.

Mu Shaocheng walked out of the room and saw Xu Fan who was still playing with Mao Mao in the living room. He walked over and sat down beside the two of them, glanced at Mao Mao, and said in a low voice, "How many years do you plan to wait?"

"What about you? If Jun Ling keeps disagreeing, how many years will you interrupt and wait?"

"I'll keep waiting. If there is no her, what's the point of asking for someone else?" Mu Shaocheng touched the pendant around his neck, and his habitual movements over the past few years are not unfamiliar at all, but there is a touch of sadness in his voice.

Xu Fan glanced at him, handed Mao Mao the parts of a gun assembly, instructed him to install it, and then said to Mu Shaocheng, "Me too."

"..."

Looking at his calm face, Mu Shaocheng suddenly couldn't say anything, he couldn't say a word with so many persuasive words.

Mao Mao glanced at Mu Shaocheng inexplicably, and suddenly raised the semi-finished gun in his hand and gestured at Mu Shaocheng.

Jun Ling really didn't eat much at dinner, she stood up and was about to leave when Mu Shaocheng grabbed her hand, "We agreed to go to the concert together."

Jun Ling is a little embarrassed, sir, have I really promised you?
Mu Shaocheng naturally wouldn't say no, Xu Fan chuckled, "Dog abuse, dog abuse, where is the meal today? It's obviously a big bowl of dog food."

Mao Mao poked at the pork rib soup in the small bowl, "Uncle Xu Fan, this is obviously soup."

Xu Fan: "..."

He swallowed blood in his throat, boy, are you wise and foolish?
Jun Heng fondled Mao Mao's head, but smiled and said nothing.

In the end, Jun Ling was dragged and carried into the car by Mu Shaocheng. Before getting into the car, he looked back at the two big ones and one small standing on the steps, and suddenly felt some kind of anticipation in his heart.

Whether the concert was good or not, Jun Ling didn't feel it. The man next to him was too noisy. He asked her if she was thirsty, and asked if she was hungry. Within 10 minutes of the concert, Jun Ling's eyes were about to burst into flames. Only then did Mu Shaocheng wisely shut up.

Jun Ling doesn't like listening to concerts very much, she prefers to play by herself, that kind of free and easy feeling that no one can give her, but now, she is restraining herself.

In the middle of the process, Mu Shaocheng suddenly felt a heavy weight on his arm, he froze for a moment, and then the dim light in the venue saw Jun Ling fell asleep on his arm.

At this moment, his cell phone rang, and the unique ringtone reminded him that there was a new email in his mailbox.

With difficulty, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and just as he expected, Xiao A had already sent Jun Ling Jun Ling's encounters when he went out to his mailbox.

Looking at Jun Ling who was asleep, all kinds of music in the venue seemed to have gone away, and could no longer reach her ears. Mu Shaocheng looked at her obsessively, the uproar around him faded away, and his black eyes Pure one.

I don't know how long it took before he remembered whether he had read it or not. He hurriedly read the email, feeling the pain in his heart over and over again. Impossible, but it's also impossible to give up Jun Ling because he cares about this.

His eyes fell on Jun Ling again, and his focused eyes could not tolerate anyone's prying eyes. He just looked at her like this, and suddenly made a decision in his heart.

The end of the concert did not wake Jun Ling up. Even because of Mu Shaocheng, the audience exited in an orderly manner. Jun Ling lay in Mu Shaocheng's arms and fell asleep. Covering her body, he hugged her quietly, looked at her, looked at her.

When Jun Ling woke up, she put her eyes into such a pair of eyes as soon as she opened them. She was startled by his concentration, and instinctively hid back, but unexpectedly fell into the soft bed, she frowned, " how do I……"

"You fell asleep while watching the concert last night." Mu Shaocheng explained.

She nodded and didn't think any more, but when she turned around, she was stunned.

Just beside Mu Shaocheng's hand, there are two small red notebooks on top of her pillow, they look so familiar!

"Mu Shaocheng, what did you do?"

"I did the same thing as you." Mu Shaocheng said.

At that moment, anger, unwillingness, and hatred all flashed across her face, and her fists were tightly clenched into fists.

"You can lose your temper, but I don't regret it." Mu Shaocheng said again.

Jun Ling: "..."

This feeling is extremely powerless, like a punch punched with power, and it hits a ball of cotton in the end.

"If there's nothing you want to do, then I'll start."

"What?" Jun Ling was completely baffled. After sleeping for a while, she found out that she had remarried again. She had divorced before Mu Shaocheng came back. It was useless work.

The man's kiss fell, and she lifted off her clothes, feeling like she was taking off one by one.

Jun Ling suddenly rolled away, and bumped into the man's strong arm. The man's body was pressed down, just on top of her. Jun Ling's desire to escape was exposed, and he was unable to move.

"Mu Shaocheng, you better know what you want to do..."

"Of course I know." The man sealed his lips. He didn't want to drag it any longer. If he could never go any further, he would rather choose the method of dredging the bottom.

"I...I don't...want to..."

Intermittent broken voices overflowed from the lips of the two who were rubbing together, and the constantly struggling body expressed her resistance.

"Jun Ling, we are husband and wife, do you know that?" Mu Shaocheng suddenly fell on her shoulder and remained motionless.

Jun Ling was stunned, the word husband and wife suddenly weighed her down like a heavy mountain.

"Don't force me."

"Don't resist me."

It was Jun Ling's fist that responded to Mu Shaocheng, which landed on his chest, "Let me go!"

"Don't let it go!"

Another punch.

"Don't let it go!"

Another punch!
Punch after punch, Jun Ling finally lowered his fist powerlessly, curled up on the bed.

Mu Shaocheng picked her up and hugged her from behind, like a child, "Jun Ling, we should be husband and wife."

(End of this chapter)