Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Mu Enron's maid obviously stayed at Mu's house all the time. She always thought Mu Enron's identity was very noble. She matched Dongfang Shijin very well, and they were unmarried couples. How could they shoot directly?

The maid was obviously angry, "Miss, he dared to treat you like this before he got married... No, we're going to tell master Dongfang and master Mu tomorrow..."

"Come on, it's getting late. We should go back and have a rest." Mu Enron stopped, "don't always talk here... This is not Mu's family, and have you forgotten that I was raised as a model wife when I was young... I have to know etiquette in many things."

"But..." the maid wanted to say that she knew etiquette and was not bullied.

Mu Enron shook his head slightly, took his cloak from her hand, and the maid quickly tied the belt for her.

The brown horse stopped in front of the castle door. Mu Enron held her forehead slightly. The night was a little cold. She sat in the carriage.

The carriage started slowly, but the heavy voice was quiet and far away.

She lifted the curtain slightly with one hand, looked at the brightly lit castle and sighed slightly——

How could she not understand that it must be a woman who can make a man suffer or even cry.

The carriage walked slowly, making a clattering sound on the bluestone floor.

Mu Enron kept lifting the curtains. She felt a strong loneliness in her heart. She suddenly opened her mouth and said to the groom, "take another road and go back from the back of the castle."

"Yes, Miss mu."

The horse's hoofs clattered and walked away slowly.

Mu Enron has been lifting the lace + Silk stitched curtains, and a pair of clear eyes are immersed in an inseparable emotion.

Go around the castle of Oriental Shijin and cross an arched bridge to see a magnificent castle on the other side. There is a small river flowing slowly around, reflecting the low dark moonlight.

The carriage stopped slowly under a tall Wutong tree.

Mu Enron lifted the curtains, and the castle was extremely lonely in the night. Only a small circle outside was lit with palace lights for viewing, as well as the guards on the city wall next to the clock tower. A low light was lit on the side of the guards.

The lights of the castle were turned off, and it was very quiet in the hazy night.

Only on the second floor, there was a light in a not small window, but it was covered by light yellow curtains.

Inside, a man's figure and a supported drawing board placed in front of him are reflected.

He is drawing.

What do you draw?

The night was blowing slightly, and Mu Enron's heart was covered with a light layer of acidity, like an inseparable fog, shrouded in her heart, which couldn't be blown away.

She leaned against the warm cushion of the carriage and gently closed her eyes. In front of her, she could imagine a man wearing light gray checkered suspenders and a white palace bubble shirt.

His dark brown hair was slightly long and somewhat messy.

That pair of Eagle like eyes are not sharp, only a kind of light, not good at talking, and the bridge of the nose with a slight Eagle hook is a pure western face.

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At about 19:00 PM, I also updated two chapters. Don't forget to read them, babies~