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

She threw the key into the rickety wine bottle on the table, making a crisp and harsh sound.

His eyes, especially when they were cold, did not contract.

When that deep missing voice rings out, Mu Yuxing's drunken eyes are finally sober, and the girl's facial features are gradually clear.

He was stunned. Even if his consciousness was not so clear, he immediately got up from the woman and opened the distance with the fastest speed. He didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

"Quiet..."

Half closed eyes slowly open, he followed the voice to see the woman standing indifferently, the disgust in her eyes is so obvious, even if it is a flash, even if the light is dim, he still clearly captured.

He just What did you do?

Muxi was stunned. She quickly got up from the sofa and hurriedly arranged her clothes. In fact, it was not much confusion, but her eagerness made people feel as if she had just been treated.

She looked at the woman running in front of her quietly and indifferently. Her poor eyes were looking at her, and her eyes were twinkling with tears, "sister-in-law I'm sorry... "

She apologized and cried, "brother Yuxing was drunk just now That's why I recognized the wrong person. I'm sorry I didn't respond at the moment... "

"Is it?" He interrupted her coldly and quietly, and could not see whether she was happy or angry. "How do I feel that you seem to enjoy it?"

Her words are indifferent and direct. "If you have a chance to come with a man you like, even the stand in will feel happy, right?"

She was calm, her eyelids never raised, and her indifferent tone was full of disdain. "It's a skill for women to pretend to be poor. It's smarter to pretend in front of the right man, but in front of other women Especially in front of women who hate you, it's stupid. "

Muxi's frightened expression gradually relaxed. First it was stiff, then it became cold. There were tears on her eyelashes, but there was no emotion to cry at all. She said, "it's not my fault, is it? You know that brother Yuxing is a man He has so much strength. Can I resist if he wants me? As for enjoyment I really enjoy it

Wenjing was not angry, but her scarlet lips started to smile. Then she slowly raised her hand and slapped her face.

All of a sudden, the distinctive palm print fell on Muxi's face.

Her face was fanned to one side, and she immediately looked at him angrily. Her voice was gnashing teeth and full of anger, "gentle and quiet..."

She just gently smile, "you see, I want to hit you, you can only be hit motionless, not even the ability to fight back."

She squinted, quiet indifferent eyes are high above the elegant, "even if you climb on his bed, how? If I really want to, as long as I frown, I can make you doomed and never turn over. "

Wen Jing takes back her hand and glances at the man who has come to her side. He frowns, and her eyes only fall on her. She smiles faintly, "in fact, I don't want this man anymore. If other women want me, maybe I'll turn around and go --"

she says it very lightly. From the eyes to the tone, Mu Yuxing's hand has fallen on her side He clenched his fist, and his tall figure froze.

Her smile deepened, adding a bit more charming, "but I really hate you, Muxi."

Words fall, she did not look at the man around, directly turned away.

Mu Xi's angry and repressed voice rang out, "since it's something you don't want, it's quiet. Who picked it up? Who asked it? What's your business?"

"Because you don't deserve it!"

When she left the club, the cold wind came from the outside. The place where she was tight on her chest was finally relaxed, and her lips gradually raised a smile of self mockery to the extreme.

She put her good books and ran here to find him in the evening. He really let her see such a wonderful picture. It's really wonderful!

The footsteps behind her soon came up. She didn't look back and knew who it was. Her feet went faster. She raised her hand to stop a taxi.

But the hand has not yet stretched out, has been behind the man to catch up with the block, and then the whole person was carried into his arms.

Familiar chest, lingering in the breath is mellow wine, her waist was tightly imprisoned in the arms of men, "quiet..."

Mu Yuxing held her tightly, for fear that she would run away from him as soon as he let go. He was so strong that he couldn't even care whether he would hurt her. He held her from behind and put his face on it. He murmured, "I'll go back with you. Be quiet. Don't be angry."

Her chest is burning fierce flame, constantly burning her heart, she is breathing hard, the tone is cold to a few points, "since called your sister to come, then you go back to Mu's house with her, there is your home.""I didn't call her." Man's strength is too big, no matter how she struggles, she can't shake him half, she is still tightly imprisoned by him.

At this time, it was nearly midnight. At this time, she had fallen asleep. If he hadn't come back, she would not have been reading.

At midnight in late autumn, the wind was so cold that it invaded the bone marrow. She came out in a hurry and didn't even wear a scarf. When a gust of wind came, she couldn't help shaking.

The man is very keen, immediately take off his coat, cover her body, put her thin body together tightly, and then hold her up, lips overflow mild voice, "it's cold outside, let's go home."

She struggled very hard, seems to be very reluctant to be held by him, "Mu Yuxing, you put me down, I can walk, you don't touch me!"

She thought she was not angry, but her anger could not be controlled. No matter how she calmed her breath, she could not control it.

Mu Yuxing breathing with the smell of alcohol, he let her struggle, is still tightly holding, low voice, "good, quiet."

He called the driver of the Mu family, who was brought by Muxi, to drive for him, while he sat in the back seat with the woman in his arms.

Until he got on the bus, he still did not put her down. Instead, he held her firmly in his lap and told the driver to be sober and calm, "go back to the apartment."

Her big hand was close to the back of her head. Her hair was soft and gentle. Both his hands and his face were very hot. It seemed that once he was back in the field of safety, his sober consciousness began to falter again. He lowered his head and gently kissed her, "quietly I was wrong just now... "