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

Mu Yuxing's hand hanging on his side unconsciously clenched, and consciously wanted to keep up with him, but he finally stood in the same place.

If she's not married Even if he has a boyfriend, even if he is engaged, he will fight for it again.

"Where are you going, miss?" The driver looked in the rearview mirror.

Her eyebrows are Enron, a long time just open mouth, "Anning Road community."

She hasn't been back to that old house for a long time.

There are all the memories of her childhood, all the memories of her and her mother.

Half an hour later, the car stopped at the gate of the residential area, got off the car quietly and went up the stairs step by step. In recent years, this residential area has been occupied by many tenants. There are all kinds of people, and the environment is worse than in previous years.

After a brief cleaning of the house, Wen waited for a while. It was a little late and he had to go back.

She thought that she would come back here from time to time. There was too much dust. She hoped that the house would be clean all the time.

After leaving the locked door, Wenjing just went down a few stairs. A strange smell came. She frowned and heard some voices.

"Well Yu de Don't do this... "

The woman's shy voice mixed with the man's breathing voice. She frowned quietly. She wanted to be the one who is not polite, but she didn't expect that the two hardly hid and could not part at the corner of the stairs.

It's already late at night. There is really no one. Wen Jing wants to avoid it, but he has no choice but to go downstairs. There is only one staircase to go out.

Can only be very indifferent to the past.

The two people who are deeply in love naturally see Wenjing. Subconsciously, the woman picks up her clothes and puts them on. She hurriedly pushes the door next to her and goes in.

Only the man looked at the gentle and quiet.

He slowly put on his trousers. The buttons of his shirt untied several pieces of his chest. There were several clear scratches on it.

The man's appearance is not bad, deep features, eyes are mixed blood blue, with a bit of inherent charm, the corner of the lip radian, cynical.

The gentle and quiet sight only stayed on him for half a second. The next moment, the man suddenly said, "am I fascinated?"

Gentle and quiet

His hand has been extended, smile more provocative, "your eyes are very beautiful, if you like me, I don't mind with you here once."

The man's age is about 30 years old, the whole body muscle ratio is just good, the figure is still very good.

Wen Jing frowned. Her black and white eyes were calm and said with a sneer, "are you a cowherd?"

"I don't mind being one for you." The man buttoned up slowly.

Wen Jing really didn't want to pay attention to him, so she turned around and left.

It's just that the man's prey was scared away just now. It's not enough.

He took a few steps to catch up with Wen Jing, "little beauty."

He looked at her eyes too candid, no little woman's shy, calm too much, temperament is also cold, is quite not in line with his preferences.

But he's hungry now.

"Go away." The gentle step is faster.

Men's eyes are more burning, and no woman will refuse him. After all, with his handsome face, plus his identity, many women show their love to him.

But is this woman playing hard to get with him now?

After touching his chin, he walked faster. His eyes still fell on Wen Jing. Her skin was white and shining, clean and delicate. What's rare is that she didn't use powder and Dai, and he wanted to kiss her very much.

When I think about it like this, I suddenly clasp her shoulder and see that I'm going to kiss the cherry lips. The next second, the sharp slap sounds, and the gentle eyes have not been pierced. When I raise my hand, I slap my hand on the man's face.

"Don't touch me with your dirty hands. There's a camera here. I can call the police at any time," she said

Tut tut.

Men are not scared at all, and even laugh more recklessly.

"Are my hands dirty?" He asked deliberately.

"It's filthy."

The man touched his chin and looked at the quiet back, still following him not far away.

Somehow, it made his heart itch.

What's more, he thinks she looks familiar. He seems to have seen her somewhere, but he can't remember now.

For a long time, until Wenjing out of the community, the man just remember, she is mu Yuxing's ex-wife!

That once let the whole South City women are crazy jealousy of gentle.

But how did she come here? Her identity should not be living here.

"Miss Wen." The man called her suddenly.

Wen Jing twisted her eyebrows, and the man had caught up with her.

"It turned out to be mu Yuxing's ex-wife."

"Why, do you know me?" The intolerance of the quiet fundus spreads.There was no one on the road, and the man was obviously interested in her. She had to think about how to leave safely.

The first thing to do is not to annoy this man.

"Not really, but I know you."

"Oh." Gentle and quiet, light tone.

"What to do, I want to pursue you."

"I'm not interested in you..."

The words have not finished, the man's hand has been stretched over, tightly clasped the gentle arm.

She sank her face and struggled.

But this seems to be more appealing to men.

Suddenly, a low voice with anger came from behind, and the next second, the gentle waist was held by a more powerful hand.

The hand that had been holding her arm was suddenly released. "Take your dirty hand away."

Her whole person was hugged into a familiar embrace. She looked at the man whose face had changed in front of her. When she lifted her eyes, she saw Mu Yuxing's tight jaw. Up, his eyes were even colder.

Yu De's fear was just a flash, and soon recovered his calm, with a graceful smile, "Miss Wen, I hope we'll see you again."

Until the figure of the man completely disappeared, Wen Jing turned to push Mu Yuxing away.

"Why are you here?"

Mu Yuxing just glanced at her lightly. Why is she here

In fact, he has been passing by on purpose these years. This is the place where Wenjing has lived since childhood, so he seems to have some feelings for it.

But he did not tell her, just light way, "just passing to see you."

"Oh." Wen Jing didn't think much.

"It's too late. I'll take you back."

His attitude is always clear and light, not warm but not convergent.

It seems that the exact hatred he had for her in the restaurant yesterday was just an illusion, and the desperate embrace he had outside the bar today was also an illusion.

She didn't refuse. After all, the man just now, she was afraid that he would still pester her.

In the banquet, Wen Jing was sitting in the co driver's seat. The atmosphere was too quiet. She looked at the man's mature and sharp face and suddenly asked, "I remember that there is not a woman named Mu Qing around you Well You're not together? "