Sweet Wife in Palm: Mysterious Husband Loves Deeply

Chapter 913 Nightmare
Mo Bai's eyes straightened a little.

He subconsciously wanted to say just now, we are a perfect match!
Him and Murong Jin?
Perfect match?

He... doesn't he want a wife?
What match?

Ming Youyin saw that he was dumbfounded, and couldn't help laughing, "What's wrong? I finally found out that you like Xiaojin, are you stupid?"

Mo Bai scratched his head: "I made a promise not to get married!"

"Who did you agree with?" Ming Youyin said to him, "Who are you competing with? Marriage is a matter of going with the flow. I didn't expect to get married at such a young age, but when the relationship comes, I can't stop it." I can't help it, I just want to marry Brother Zhan, so I got married early."

Mo Bai shrank back, nestled on the sofa, lost in thought.

Ming Youyin didn't bother to talk to him, and ate fruit while watching TV.

After a long time, Mo Bai sighed: "I am very tangled."

Ming Youyin tilted her head to look at him.

"I..." Mo Bai scratched his head irritably, "I'm the one who says I won't get married!"

He repeated what he had just said.

Ming Youyin rolled her eyes, "You mean, if a gentleman says a word, it's hard to chase after a horse, and if he says he won't get married, he won't get married?"

"Uh..." Mo Bai pondered for a moment, "Actually, that's not the case... I just feel a kind of fear..."

"Fear from your parents' marriage?" Ming Youyin looked at him with raised eyebrows: "Are you successful? Why do you have to let that scumbag of your father influence you? Why don't you look at me and Brother Zhan, look at my father?" Mom, look at Tianxue and my cousin! There are so many model couples around you, why do you have to stare at a scumbag?"

Mo Bai thought for a while, then nodded: "That's right."

Ming Youyin gnawed a mouthful of fruit, and said slowly: "People don't frivolously waste young people! While you can still grasp the tail of youth, you should hurry up and be frivolous, or you will grow old soon."

Mo Bai asked: "Sister-in-law, are you teaching me to play with feelings?"

"Get out!" Ming Youyin spit at him: "I am teaching you to face your own heart bravely! Since you have feelings for Xiaojin, you should try it! Maybe after you try it, you will find that you actually enjoy it. That kind of life."

"What if after trying it, I feel that I don't like that kind of life?" Mo Bai said, "Isn't that hurting the feelings of the little girl?"

"Who stipulates that you must get married if you are in love?" Ming Youyin asked him back: "If you agree, you will stay together, if you don't agree, you will separate. Isn't this how people talk about love?"

Mo Bai nodded: "It seems to be right..."

Seeing his hesitation, Ming Youyin almost wanted to kick him, "What are you hesitating about? The little girl has thrown herself into her arms, isn't the meaning obvious enough? Anyway, I've already told you, my friend Now that I have decided not to like you, if I go back to the capital some other day, I might stop contacting you, and you will never be able to eat the good things I made!"

"That's impossible," Mo Bai said, "She owes me two life-saving graces, it's impossible not to contact her."

"How is it impossible?" Ming Youyin said: "She likes you, but she forces herself not to like you. If she still faces you every day in the future, how painful it will be? Of course, she should stay away from you and hide from you!"

She looked at Mo Bai with interest: "Come on, Master Mo Bai, close your eyes and think about it. If Xiao Jin never sees you again, will you miss her? If she falls in love with someone else in the future, throw yourself into her arms." How do you feel when the object of hugging is changed?"

Mo Bai was stunned for a moment, imagining the scene in his mind.

He frowned, feeling very uncomfortable.

Ming Youyin stood up and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't hesitate, boy, you just like him. Don't hesitate, hurry up. If you miss this village, you may not have this shop."

"Ahhh..." Mo Bai irritatedly said "ah" a few times, rubbed his face, and stood up abruptly, "I'll sleep first, let me think about it, and talk about it tomorrow!"

He went upstairs to sleep.

Ming Youyin twitched her lips: "The dead duck has a hard mouth!"

She got up to tidy up, called the bodyguard over to look at him, and went back to her small building.

At night, Mo Bai had a dream.

Dreamed that Murong Jin was hugging a man's neck, smiling brightly, talking and laughing at Yanyan.

Then the scene changed, she and the man were sitting at the dining table, and there was a table of delicacies on the dining table.

Holding the chopsticks, Murong Jin fed the man with a smile, brows and eyes full of happiness.

He saw that the dishes on that table were all his favorite dishes.

He also wanted to sit down and eat, but he couldn't find the chopsticks.

He said to Murong Jin, "Xiao Jin, help me with those chopsticks."

Murong Jin tilted his head to look at him, smiling brightly: "I made these dishes for my boyfriend, and only my boyfriend eats them, you can't eat them."

He looked at the food on the table, salivating, but no matter what he tried, he couldn't eat it. He woke up in a hurry.

He was dazed for a while, then came back to his senses, staring at the roof in a daze.

That dream just now...is too embarrassing!
He is a dignified young master, what hasn't he eaten?

It was actually in a dream, because I couldn't eat a table of delicious food, I almost walked around the table in a hurry.

What a shame!

He lay on the bed for a while, and it was dawn.

He got up and went to the ground, washed and changed clothes and went downstairs.

Walking to the corner of the stairs, he smelled a fragrance, and his heart was suddenly excited.

I didn't eat it in my dream last night, but I will have it soon in reality.

But he felt wrong again.

Isn't Murong Jin sick?

Why did you come to make breakfast for him so early in the morning?
He walked quickly to the kitchen and was immediately disappointed when he saw the people busy in the kitchen.

Not Murong Jin.

It's Ming Youyin.

"Sister-in-law, why are you so early?" He walked over to say hello.

"Aren't I here to take care of the wounded?" Ming Youyin turned back to look at him with a smile, her eyebrows and eyes were full of dazzling brilliance, and her voice was particularly gentle: "Brother Zhan is coming soon, come over for breakfast in a while."

Mo Bai "cut" and said, "Sister-in-law, can you stop being so worthless? Every time you mention my brother, your voice will be lowered by eight degrees, the voice is as sweet as honey, and there are only three 'Brother Zhan'." It’s just a word, you can call it euphemistically, it’s very nasty.”

"Get lost," Ming Youyin was about to see Zhan Yunting, "I think you're just jealous of me! Anyway, I'm happy and I'm happy, can you control me?"

"I can control it, but I dare not control it!" Mo Bai yawned, "You are the boss of our family, you have the final say, I dare not offend anyone if I offend you!"

"You still have self-knowledge!" Ming Youyin put the dishes on the dinner plate, and glanced at him: "Why is your complexion so bad? Didn't sleep well last night? Does the wound hurt a lot?"

"No," Mo Bai yawned again, "Maybe because I slept too much during the day, I didn't sleep well last night, and I had a dream all night."

"What did you dream about?" Ming Youyin teased him casually: "Did you dream about Xiaojin?"

Mo Bai yawned halfway, and was scared back.

Seeing his appearance, Ming Youyin couldn't help laughing, "Isn't it? I hit the spot? You really dreamed of Xiaojin."

Mo Bai couldn't yawn anymore, he clicked his tongue twice, "Sister-in-law, you are really poisonous."

Ming Youyin opened the lid of the pot and filled the porridge: "Wash your hands and serve the meal, Brother Zhan will be here soon."

Mo Bai asked: "How do you know?"

(End of this chapter)