Sky-high engagement: Pick up a cute wife and bring it home

Chapter 280 The Sculpture in the Sunset
"Please come with me!"

The graceful body of the waiter is walking in front, with nine twists and turns, and a teahouse is also designed with a very charming charm.

Mucheng followed her, feeling that this tea house was also something new.

It was as if he had suddenly traveled to ancient times!
Although, she is not Wen Qing, but seeing the atmosphere at this moment, she also thinks it is very beautiful.

Following the waiter, she soon arrived in a hall, she opened the door, and Mu Cheng walked in.

Behind him, the door closed softly.

The light inside is very dim, only the light from the window is projected in.

As the sun set, the orange light cast a golden halo on the woman sitting in front of the window.

She is like a painting, like a sculpture.

Mucheng was a little afraid to say anything, for fear that he would offend her.

She seemed to be looking at some beautiful scenery outside the window, until the night was dark, and there was no ray of sunshine.

Only then did Zhou Yijun turn his body slowly, and when he looked back, he saw Mucheng standing there.

The light was dim, and her voice was slightly hoarse.

"You came!"

She was leaning against the window, her face could not be seen very clearly, but she felt that she was an elegant person.

"Yes, can I turn on the light?"

Mucheng stood by the door and asked in a low voice.

"of course!"

Zhou Yijun nodded, sat up straight, and waited quietly.

Mucheng turned on the light on one side, and the light just streamed down.

Zhou Yijun couldn't adapt to the sudden light, so he narrowed his eyes slightly.

She looked in Mucheng's direction, and when she saw Mucheng's smiling face, she was startled...

It's like seeing something incredible! ?

Mucheng was also frightened by her expression, what does she mean by this expression of seeing a ghost at this moment.

She stood where she was, motionless.

"Then come and sit down!"

The expression on Zhou Yijun's face returned to normal, she sat there and waved to Mucheng.

Mucheng walked up to her, and then took a closer look at Zhou Yijun again,
I found her information on the Internet before, and considering her age, she should be 70 years old.

However, to see her like this, she is really young, and it is really against the sky.

It doesn't look like an elderly person, but it is maintained like a middle-aged person, about 40 years old!

"You look very similar to a friend of mine. When I first saw you, I thought I saw her. I was shocked."

Zhou Yijun gracefully held the teapot on the table and poured Mucheng a cup of tea.

"Thank you!"

Mucheng took a sip of tea, it was Biluochun.

She put down the teacup and sat there, for a moment, she didn't know how to speak.

Except for Di Yao's grandfather, she has never had the opportunity to get along with the old man in her life.

But the two of them didn't speak, only the sound of celadon colliding, but there was no awkward atmosphere felt strangely.

"Zhou... I don't know how to address you."

Mucheng was a little embarrassed, and called Mrs. Zhou, she was so beautiful, it felt like blasphemy.

However, she is 70 years old after all, she is an elder, and she dare not be too abrupt.

"Call me grandma!"

Zhou Yijun twirled her fingers on the cup, she smiled and looked at Mucheng.

Mucheng was stared at by her eyes at this time, and a strange feeling flashed in her heart.

(End of this chapter)