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

In the dark, the handsome man's vision accurately looked into her eyes, as if determined. He slowly said, "can't you forget it? That's just right - "

" stay quiet, stay with me, and try your best to get it back from me from this moment. "

……

Zhou Shen's case has been interrogated. Wen Jing doesn't know what means Mu Yuxing used. After that day, she hasn't been in the police station, but she can stay safely in Mu Jiawan.

Either reading books or watching movies.

This afternoon, early winter weather, outdoor very cold, only the light fell into the house, shrouded in the skin, there is a pale warmth.

She picked out a European art film. The plot progressed very slowly. She almost fell asleep with her eyes closed, until the sound of footsteps behind her.

She is almost used to Mu Yuxing will appear anytime and anywhere, without the slightest alarm.

He raised her upper body and put it in her hair. He stroked her with his slender fingers and said thoughtfully, "quiet. During this time, let's move back to the old house first."

"What?" Wen Jing was just sleeping. He woke up and asked.

"The cinema over there is more spacious and comfortable than here." Some of his fingers still tickle from the sofa.

"You don't need my opinion on what you have decided." He turned over, sat up and went to the bedroom.

Just just stepped a step to be pulled by Mu Yuxing.

With a slight step, she stood obediently.

Mu Yuxing's voice is a little gloomy, "during this period of time, have I forced you to do something you don't want to do?"

His voice may be a little displeased, but he doesn't care about it. He just smiles faintly, and his eyes are ironic. "Yes, you didn't do much before."

He looked down at her, eyes is very complex, but still slowly let go of the hand.

Wenjing directly went back to his bedroom to change his clothes. When he came out again, he stood in front of the French window. He didn't know what he was thinking. The room was very quiet. The afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his slender figure, vaguely lonely.

"I have an appointment with aitian." She hesitated for a while and turned back, "there's nothing here, so move back."

"It's cold today." He walked over and put his windbreaker over her shoulder. With a smile, he bent down and kissed her cheek. "Well, have a good time."

Today is the day when AI Tian goes back to Beicheng. She comes to see off the plane quietly.

"Quiet, are you really going to stay in Nancheng?" AI Tian worries about the tunnel.

Now the quiet looks very thin, very pale, like no soul.

She was very distressed, but did not know how to help her.

"Well, that's the plan."

"Do you really want to stay with Mu Yuxing?" AI Tian holds her cold hand.

"Is that important?" she said

"Doesn't it matter? Is mu Yuxing forcing you? "

Wen Jing didn't shake her head or nod her head.

Mu Yuxing protects her, so she stays with him, which can be regarded as Take what you need.

Just as they got married four years ago, they got what they needed.

Everything seems to be back to the origin.

"Ai Tian, I know what I'm doing. Don't worry."

"How can I rest assured..."

"Go to the security check. It's almost boarding." A gentle reminder.

AI Tian pursed her lips and sighed deeply.

She can only embrace quiet, comfort her, "something must tell me, I have always been."

After leaving the airport, the driver picked up Wen Jing and drove directly to Mu's old house.

The old housekeeper stood at the door, silver haired, upright, and bowed slightly to Wen Jing.

"Hello," he said politely

"The young master hasn't come back. I'll take you to the bedroom first."

Wen Jing looks at the villa carefully at the moment, only to find that the villa has been redecorated, and even the servant's face is strange, except for the old housekeeper.

She suddenly got excited. "Can you show me around here?"

The living room on the first floor of the villa is decorated in an old-fashioned style. The color is dark red. There are a whole row of photos on the fireplace.

Wen Jing picked up one of them, Mu Yuxing, who was about ten years old, and stood beside Mu Cheng with a gentle smile and soft light.

She quickly put it down and looked at the empty fireplace with great interest. "Well, can I use it when it's colder?"

"I'm afraid not now. The chimney above is sealed." The old housekeeper hesitated in embarrassment, "the house has been installed with floor heating. It won't be cold in winter."

There was a quiet response.

"If you want to use it, I'll ask someone to come right away. It's not difficult to reopen it." The old housekeeper said quietly, "young master, I hope you can live comfortably here. If you have any requirements, Miss Wen is welcome. Just ask me.""No, I just casually asked, who knows how long I will stay here."

The housekeeper raised his eyes to see her, the surprise of the fundus of the eyes flashed by, and soon recovered.

There is a large terrace on the third floor. There are not many rooms. The first one on the left hand is tightly closed. When passing by quietly, he suddenly stops and says, "what's this?"

She remembers that when she first came here four years ago, the room was a woman's room.

"I'm sorry, Miss Wen. This is where my wife lived. The young master told me not to go in at will."

"I see." He nodded quietly, "thank you."

Until late at night, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, Mu Yu walked in, stood on the side of the sofa, looking down at the quiet.

Even if she fell asleep, her eyebrows were still frowning. He could not help bending down and caressing her cheek with his fingertips.

Wen Jing always sleeps lightly, and suddenly wakes up.

As he sat up, he asked with a lingering fear, "what are you doing?"

Mu Yuxing put out his hand to turn on the light and sat beside her, smiling gently, "why don't you go to bed?"

Wenjing now sober a lot, a strong smell of wine hit, she frowned, some disgusted to avoid, "you drink?"

But he did not allow her to resist. He leaned over and held her in his arms.

"Go away, it smells bad." Wen Jing earned it, pushing his hand against his chest.

"Be quiet, and your strength will increase." Mu Yuxing's hand around her, not long after her body had been taken off half of the pajamas, his thin lips have always been cold, but now it is with hot temperature, fell on her shoulder, the body also homeopathy pressure down.

Wenjing wants to make a sound, but mu Yuxing blocks all her sounds more quickly, directly and accurately.

His kissing skill is always very good. At the moment, he realized her resistance. He stood up and murmured, "quietly..."