when you are drunk

Chapter 121 126. Wife, I Miss You

In the suburbs of Nancheng, it rains lightly in July.

The grape trellis in Qingshu Bieyuan has already produced fruit, which is slightly astringent and not yet ripe, but the fresh fruit fragrance is lingering.

After many days of marriage, Gu Qingcen has been living here.

Only occasionally when she had to deal with the media in Nancheng, would she go to Mu Linzhi's new house.

Today, Gu Qingcen returned to the other courtyard from Gu's as usual, and just opened the door to enter, and saw the man sitting on the soft chair at a glance.

Mu Linzhi leaned lazily on the side of the chair, a pair of dark black pupils glowing with starlight, slightly bent to stare at her.

"Madam, you're back." His tone was soft, low and hoarse.

"What are you doing here?" Qing Cen put down his bag, sat on the sofa and looked at him, his eyes distant and defensive.

Mu Linzhi lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, his dark and beautiful eyes were not even slightly sullen.

He stood up calmly, walked straight to her, pursed his thin lips, and his voice was hoarse and hoarse.

"Of course I'm here to see my wife."

A trace of impatience flashed across Qing Cen's indifferent eyes, and the corners of his mocking lips curled up slightly.

"Mr. Mu, we don't need to be so intimate." Although her voice was sweet, it was so cold.

Mu Linzhi's slender eyelashes trembled slightly, and her deep lacquered eyes were tightly locked on the diamond ring on the ring finger of her right hand.

He hooked her right hand naturally, Xu Ran gave a low laugh.

"My Mrs. Mu, we are legally married."

Gu Qingcen closed her eyes in displeasure, and easily pulled away her hand, even seeing the ring felt dazzling.

The old fox is only her husband in name.

She bit her lips angrily and sneered, her tone was cold, "Mr. Mu, I can't control you, you can do whatever you want."

A thin layer of ice formed in Mu Linzhi's quiet eyes, as if the water in a deep pool was so cold that it cracked.

His thin lips trembled slightly, swallowing all the sourness and bitterness subtly and euphemistically.

He hadn't seen her for thirteen days, if he didn't think about it so hard, why would he take the initiative to find her.

Mu Linzhi knew very well that she would always only have this face to him.

But always happy.

Mu Linzhi bent down, his waist was bent as low as possible, his strong arms wrapped around her shoulders, he was naturally easy-going.

"... Wife, I miss you." He called out in a low voice, his tone full of helplessness and tiredness.

Gu Qingcen sat dumbly, without any other movements.

She stared calmly at the background behind him, silent, without any response.

He sniffed the smell of her hair, after staying in Qingshu Bieyuan for so long, even her hair smelled like snow-green fruit.

After a while, he seemed to restrain her and let go of her. The indifference and emotionlessness in her eyes were still the same as before.

Mu Linzhi's hands that had no place to rest dropped down, he sighed coldly, and made a plea.

"Aunt Jin from Beicheng will come over tonight... Baby, come back with me, okay?"

Mu Linzhi's Aunt Jin, whom Shen Zhou had mentioned, was his only family member. She was in her forties and had a good personality.

Qing Cen was silent for a while, then nodded, "Understood."

Mu Linzhi was only a little surprised because she didn't refuse, a gleam of light flashed across her bright starry eyes, and a smile finally appeared on her thin lips.

He took her soft and white hand again and again, and put it in his palm like a treasure. His left hand already had a scar, and when he touched her, it felt rough, and the callus was also slightly worn.

"baby--"

He was a person who didn't talk much, but added a few words at this moment.

"Don't worry, Aunt Jin has always loved me very much, and she will definitely like you."

(End of this chapter)