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

The man got out of the car with Wen Jing in his arms. As soon as he stepped into the living room, he saw the old man sitting on his sofa watching TV.

There is a cup of hot scented tea brewing on the tea table, which is brought by Wen Jing.

Hearing the sound, Mu Cheng was about to open his mouth. He just saw that Mu Yuxing was sleeping quietly in his arms. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm sleeping quietly. You can take her back to the room first."

Mu Yuxing nodded lightly.

After coming out, Li Ma also made him a cup of scented tea. She couldn't help praising, "the scented tea that Miss Wen bought is really good, and I like it very much."

Mu Cheng smiles and answers, "it's really good."

Mu Yuxing frowned and heard Mu Cheng say, "what's your plan with Wen Jing? Do you want me to get your license and order your wedding dress on an auspicious day? The wedding is as you like, but you have to get the marriage certificate first, or your daughter-in-law will run away with others. "

Mu Yuxing's eyebrows tightened more tightly, but his temper was still very mild, "is grandfather coming to care about our wedding?"

Mucheng touched his chin and said, "I'm here to remind you not to let Wenjing run away again. You, for so many years, probably still complain about my grandfather and don't show filial piety to me. You have to learn from Wenjing and give me my favorite porcelain."

Mu city seems to have been completely relieved, cordial tunnel, "I am also a very happy age."

Mu Yuxing suddenly trembles, remembering the pitiful appearance of the little woman in her mind At that time, the smile under her eyes was so bright.

A warm current suddenly overflowed from the chest.

He looked helplessly at the complacent old man beside him and said in a low voice, "it's her filial piety to you, but it's also my credit."

The implication is that it's the daughter-in-law he's looking for to honor him.

Mu city thought that Mu Yuxing was talking about spending his money. Immediately, he said, "what's wrong with spending your money? Of course, your money is for your own woman. Even if it's your money, she bought it for me. "

Mu Yuxing pursed his thin lips, but he didn't care with his grandfather, "well, she gave it to you."

He narrowed his eyes, and soon remembered the dress he tried on. Well, it must have been bought for him by Wenjing, a little woman, and he deliberately cheated him that it was bought for Lu Shen.

He called Mama Li.

"Ah." Li Ma wiped the water stains on her hands and came out, "what can I do for you, sir?"

Mu Yuxing asked, "what express delivery have you received at home these two days?"

Li Ma seriously thought about it, shook her head and said, "I did receive express delivery, but I have already dealt with it."

The man's face immediately sank down, the tall figure got up from the sofa, even the language gas was a bit irritable, "deal with it?"

His deep eyebrows suddenly cooled down, and his face was a little frightening, "I don't know how to deal with it?"

At that time, he almost quarreled with her for that suit.

Li Ma almost never saw Mu Yuxing get angry with her. She was startled and stammered to explain, "a few days ago, there have been gifts sent here. You told me to deal with all the express delivery, especially the gifts, except the documents or things at work. I think the clothes inside should be gifts from others, so I didn't tell you..."

This She does what she's told.

After Mu Yuxing's divorce, the women who like him can line up from the south to the north of the city. On average, they can receive several dresses a day. He was very upset before.

Looking at his angry face, Li Ma quickly responded and asked, "is that a gift from Miss Wen?"

Maybe that's the only reason That's why he lost his temper.

Mu Yuxing has a cold face. Naturally, he knows that it's not the fault of Li Ma. He just asks, "how did you deal with it? Tell me."

Mr. Mu couldn't bear to look after him any more. Ma Li couldn't stand his temper when she was old enough to take care of him. She immediately advised him, "OK, OK, just a suit of clothes. For the sake of the porcelain your daughter-in-law gave me, I'll buy it for you."

"I I donated... " Li Ma was embarrassed and said, "I'll contact the other side immediately to see if I can get it back..."

Donated

Mu Yuxing twisted his eyebrows. For the first time, he was so thick skinned that he ordered, "well, find it for me right away."

Mu Laozi looked at him helplessly next to him, "if someone passes through, it's not good."

When donating, I want to come back. Mucheng thinks that this grandson is really getting worse and worse.

Mu Yu line gloomy face stares at him, angry voice way, "won't!"

Mucheng shook his head, regardless of this, and continued to ask, "when are you going to get married? At the beginning of your marriage, you just got a certificate in a hurry, or you got married in a flash. I guess you didn't propose at that time. I tell you, anyway, you will propose to me this time. Do you know the truth?"

Propose.

Mu Yuxing nodded, "I know."

He will give her a perfect marriage proposal, after confirmation, the wedding will not be less.This time, it's their wedding.

After listening to Sun Tzu's reply, Mucheng finally left with satisfaction.

Mu Yuxing back to the bedroom, Wenjing is still sleeping, he just leaned over, Wenjing used to hold his waist, rubbed rubbed, vaguely Muran sentence, "Mu Yuxing."

"I'm here." He bowed his head and gently kissed her on the cheek.

"I love you." All of a sudden, the confession exploded in his ears like thunder.

He lay beside her, motionless for a long time, even afraid to breathe hard, for fear that it would affect what she would say next.

"I forgive Muxi." The woman's low, fuzzy voice came, and he almost had to stick to her ear to hear it clearly.

"Because I want to I want to forgive myself

"It's my fault. Quiet. You shouldn't have to bear all this."

Mu Yuxing looks down at the woman whose half face is buried in the pillow. She seems to be dreaming. Her hand has been holding his shirt tightly. He reaches out his hand and holds her tightly in his arms. Countless emotions emerge from the bottom of her heart.

Lowering his head, he gently kisses her delicate eyebrows again and again, "it's my fault, fool, how can it be your fault? It's never your fault."

If he didn't hold a grudge at that time, if he didn't deal with his relationship with Lin Yi, if he didn't let Muxi stay in Mu's home, everything would not have happened, and she wouldn't have decided to kill her children herself.

For him, it's just the loss of a child who hasn't been born yet.

But for Wenjing, she still carries the guilt of the murderer.

His quiet, looks clear cold light, but its solid as a mirror, so strong, but so soft.