Flash marriage sweet wife: Mr.Mu, hard to serve

With the wedding march, Wen Jing comes out of the hollowed out middle layer of the hotel with her mother, facing a blue lake. The scenery is very beautiful.

Without following her mother, she stopped in the middle of the corridor, with Zhou Shen on her side.

She slightly drew back her eyes, only such a light, but she saw the familiar figure.

She trembled all over and could hardly stand.

Fortunately, Zhou Shen hugged her in time and steadfastly, and Wen Jing immediately took back her sight.

But that pretty face, which has been haunted for three years, makes her almost out of control.

Not far away, Mu Yuxing's eyes did not stay on Wen Jing. Beside him was Ling Yao in a pure black skirt. They were very close.

"Shall we go back to Nancheng tonight?" Ling Yao's voice rings in her ears.

"You go back first, I have other things here." Mu Yuxing's voice is indifferent.

"May I stay?" Ling Yao looks at her expectantly.

"You're going to have an exam." Mu Yuxing reminds her.

Ling Yao bit her lip, and her sight passed over Wen Jing without any trace. She quickly took it back.

Wen Jing is here. How can she go back to Nancheng.

However, she did not dare to disobey Mu Yuxing's words.

"When the dinner is over, I'll be back in the morning."

After the wedding ceremony, all the guests moved to the banquet hall.

Wen Jing was busy around her mother. She was very tired until the toast. Zhou Shen took the glass from her hand and said, "have something to eat and have a rest."

"But..." A gentle frown.

"No, but I won't touch your glass."

There's no toast without a glass.

She sat down at the main table, but she couldn't help looking for the figure.

She did not know that Mu Yuxing would also attend the wedding, which was a surprise.

What surprised her even more was that the woman beside Mu Yuxing was not Zhou ran, but Ling Yao.

But didn't he marry Zhou ran?

She shakes her head and orders that she can't think any more. Anything Mu Yu does has nothing to do with her.

Holding up the wine glass in front of her, she drank a full glass of wine.

Close to the corner, a sharp line of vision fell on Wen Jing, deep eyebrows slightly frowned.

"I'm going out for a cigarette." Mu Yuxing left the banquet hall soon.

Ling Yao is talking with her familiar friends. When she comes back, she can't find Mu Yuxing.

But Wen Jing is still in the banquet hall, so she is more relieved.

Just before long, Wenjing may have drunk too much, so she planned to go to the bathroom to wash her face. But she didn't find the bathroom through the corridor, but came to the open-air swimming pool. The tall figure broke into her sight.

She and he have not been so close for a long time.

Ten meters, eight meters, five meters, warm and quiet steps involuntarily close to him.

Finally, he stopped at a distance of one meter.

His fingertips with scarlet fireworks, clearly out, breathing clouds, but the back makes Wen Jing feel very strange.

Suddenly, she has subconsciously turned around, want to leave.

How could she get close to him.

Just a turn around, that a low voice rings out in the ear.

"Quiet." His voice was low and quiet.

It seems that there is still a little taste of spoiling.

It's a quiet illusion. How could he have such a tone.

No stay, she is still not back to escape, but, with the smell of smoke palm suddenly stretched out, back to God, she has been put into a familiar embrace.

Tears want to fall, she was dead to bite the lip to hold back.

"Mr. mu, please pay attention to your behavior!" Wenjing slightly angry tunnel.

Just, Mu Yuxing not only didn't let go, but pushed her hard to the wall, black eyes deep squint, with smoke smell of slender fingers holding her chin.

"I haven't done anything yet." His tone was playful.

This kind of Mu Yuxing really makes Wenjing feel strange.

She pressed against his chest to stop him from moving further.

It's just that the closer his lips are, the stronger the smoke is mixed with his own breath, which is so deadly and provocative.

She can't resist.

Obediently close your eyes, almost subconsciously.

Just did not wait for his kiss, his thin lips fell on her ear, only dropped a sarcastic words, "gentle, what are you waiting for?"

When I open my eyes, Mu Yuxing has gone far.

But the tip of the nose is still lingering with the breath that belongs to him alone, lasting for a long time.

It's like a dream.Tears fell, and her heart hurt.

When Zhou Shen found the tranquility, she was sitting by the swimming pool. The moonlight in the night covered her delicate cheek, which was heartbreaking.

How could she be in such a mood?

Is it because I saw Mu Yu tonight?

Thinking of this, Zhou Shen clenched his fist and walked over for a long time.

"The wedding banquet is over. My parents have gone to the hotel suite."

"Well, I'll trouble you tonight." Wen Jing pulled out a faint smile.

Zhou Shen helped her block the part of toasting, which made her a lot easier.

"You know I don't want to hear you being so polite to me." Zhou Shen's voice sank.

"Sorry, I'm used to it."

"Then change it, gentle and quiet. Is it so difficult?"

Wenjing doesn't speak any more. She knows what Zhou shen wants, but she can't give him any response.

When they return to Zhou's house, Wen Jing feels uncomfortable after drinking some wine. Zhou Shen orders his servant to cook sobering Soup for her, but Wen Jing doesn't drink it.

Now drunk, is not able to wantonly miss that man?

There is no denying that in the past three years, she really missed him.

Can think of the mother's last words, think of what Mu Cheng said to her later, she really did not dare to go to Mu Yu line.

Most of all, he is married.

Everything has come to an irreparable point.

Heartbreaking pain hit, calm eyes closed, let oneself indulge in such pain, the pain is right.

At this time, magnificent hotel.

Mu Yuxing lives in the suite on the top floor. As soon as he comes out of the bath, the door is knocked. He puts on his shirt and casual pants and goes to open the door.

"Yuxing, I see you didn't eat anything in the evening. I brought you a Western-style dish." Ling Yao came with an exquisite box.

"Well, thank you." He took it.

"When are you going back?" Ling Yao didn't leave.

"Next Monday."

"So busy?" Ling Yao couldn't hide her loss.

"Well, it's very late. Have an early rest."

Words fall, Mu Yuxing has closed the door.

Ling Yao stands at the door. From the moment Mu Yuxing sees Wen Jing, she clearly realizes the change of his mood.

But she didn't know what to do.

But she knows, Mu Yuxing won't be together with Wen Jing again, but why, her heart is still so uneasy.