Hidden marriage wife, too provocative!

The touch is gentle, with her unique sweetness.

Mujingnan is a little hard to hold on to. Don't open your head. You're breathing low.

"Go back to the official residence."

The guard suspected that he had heard wrong. "Er Shao, are you going back to the official residence now?"

Mu Jing lowered her eyes to the South and looked at situ Yunshu in her arms. Her thin lips slightly aroused a pleasant arc, "well, go back to the official residence."

He wants to take her home.

Go back to their home.

Her apartment has too much Jiangnan flavor.

He was afraid... When he entered the apartment, he would see too much about the life in the south of the Yangtze River.

So I decided to take her back to the official residence.

Go back to their home.

Situ Yunshu slept heavily.

It was probably the cup of brown sugar ginger tea that worked. Her pain was relieved and she slept heavily.

At the official residence, Mu Jingnan picked her up and went back to the bedroom.

Put her in bed and she curled up immediately.

Mu Jingnan was very distressed and asked the family doctor what else could alleviate her pain.

The family doctor gave him two suggestions, one is to take medicine to relieve the pain, and the other is hot compress.

She's asleep now. Wake her up and take her medicine. Maybe she'll leave angrily.

Mu Jingnan chose the second option and begged the maid for a warm baby for girls. He returned to the bedroom.

Lying down beside her, the warm baby had begun to heat, and he carefully pasted it on her lower abdomen.

Gradually, her frown tightened and stretched out a little.

Mu Jingnan was very pleased. He stretched out his arm, grabbed her waist, put his chin on the top of her hair and closed his eyes.

The warm bedroom, snuggling up to the sleeping two people, the picture looks particularly warm.

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Song Yunchi called Mu Jingxi several times, but no one answered.

In the evening, after sleeping with Lu Meng, he took time to go to Mu's official residence.

As soon as I stepped into the west wing, I saw the servant carrying wine upstairs.

"Who wants to drink so late?"

The servant stopped and said respectfully, "Song Shao, here you are."

"Who wants to drink these wine?"

He glanced at the wine on the servant's tray. It was full of spirits.

"It's three little drinks. He... Has been drinking all night."

"What?!" Song Yunchi was shocked. After drinking all night, he still had to give him wine?

"Song Shao, you don't know. San Shao is in a bad mood these days. The young lady is absent, and the young lady is absent. Three young people often drink alone. When you get drunk, you sleep and drink when you wake up. "

The veins on song Yunchi's forehead jump violently. Is he crazy?

Drinking every day is an iron stomach. I can't stand it!

"Give me the wine." Song Yunchi took the tray, "I'll send it."

Pushing aside the bedroom, the smell of wine came face to face.

Song Yun frowned late. The crystal headlights didn't turn on, but only turned on a few downlights.

He saw a man sitting on a stall with his back against the sofa, and empty wine bottles scattered on the ground.

He stretched one leg, bent the other, and was pouring a bottle of whisky into his mouth.

"Stop drinking!"

The wine in your hand was taken away.

Mujingxi, who was drunk, turned around slowly and looked hard to identify who he was.

"Yunchi, you... Why are you here?"

He curled his lips and smiled, "come and have a few drinks with me."

With that, he leaned to get the wine cup on the tea table. Song Yunchi pressed his hand angrily, "enough Jingxi! When are you going to drink? "

Until when?