The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

After dinner, Xi Xia night volunteered to pack the work of washing dishes, Mu Muchen was leisurely on the floor.

When I got back to the upper floor, I found that there was already a vase on the side of the coffee table. The vase was filled with the blue enchantress, and it looked like a bunch of flowers. .

She looked at it and was amazed. Unexpectedly, he seemed to have a flower arrangement art.

Staring at the bouquet in the vase, she looked away, and she walked up to the bedroom, carrying a lot of things brought back from the apartment.

In the bedroom, only a dimly lit wall lamp in front of the dressing table was opened. The darkness of the room was dark and the depth was different. However, the lighting of the bathroom was very bright, and the sound of the water was constantly passing. Come.

She gently closed the door, opened the main light in the bedroom, then walked toward the closet with her suitcase, opened the suitcase, and put her things into the closet.

However, just hang the first piece of clothing, and suddenly a fascinating ringtone of the mobile phone slammed, and her eyes looked subconsciously, and saw that his cell phone resting on the side of the bed cabinet was shaking.

After thinking about it, I didn't intend to pay attention to it. I continued to sort out her things. However, the ringtone just took less than ten seconds and then shook again. It seems that there is something urgent.

Silence for a while, she finally raised her head slightly, looked at the bathroom and saw that the sound of the water had stopped. This raised the volume and reminded me, "Mu Dust, your mobile phone is always ringing!"

"You pick up."

There are very short words coming from inside.

Xi Xia night smashed his eyebrows, and he got up. He walked over and played with the golden rose that he won in the last time. He took the phone and looked at it without looking at it. key.

"Hey? Ah, my plane is delayed. I will arrive at the airport at 8:30 tomorrow morning. You will pick me up by the way. You will go directly to the airport and go straight to the airport. It is convenient."

The phone just turned on, and there was a plain, slightly quiet female voice.

Xi Xia night stunned, and some of the reactions did not come, they were low and low, "Hello..."

When I heard the sound of Xia Xia, the head seemed to be silent, and then the voice continued. "Hello, are you summer night?"

The dull voice seems to have eased a bit more.

"Well, I am Xia Xia, I ask you are..."

Some people who are different from the other person know their names so accurately, what seems to be guessed in the summer night, and the person at the other end has already said, "I am Zhuang Shurong, A dusty mother, his grandmother told me about you, You waited to tell Ah Chen that he would pick me up at the airport at 8:30 in the morning. Okay, it’s not too early, you should rest early, don’t forget.”

Saying, I didn't wait for the summer night to answer, I hung up the phone.

On the summer night, Xi’s heart sank slightly. Looking at the screen of the mobile phone that had been darkened, the star had a little faint light, and her face was not quite right. She couldn’t turn her head until she heard the opening sound from the bathroom behind her. .

"What's wrong? Who is calling?"

Mu Mochen wiped the still moist ink, and walked over to the bed. When she saw her look a little wrong, she swept the phone in her hand.

Xi Xia night, he handed the mobile phone to him, looked up at him with some distressed look, helped the support, and then faintly said, "It seems that your mother called, saying that her plane is delayed, to be tomorrow morning eight Only half a minute to arrive, let you pick her up at the airport tomorrow."

"There are a lot of things!"

Mu Xiaochen dropped such a sentence, then reached out and took the mobile phone to the counter and sat down in front of the dressing table.

"Hey... listen to your mother's tone, she seems... will she not like me?"

The girl in the summer night couldn’t help but look at Mu Xiaochen. She just listened to Zhuang Shurong’s tone. It seemed to be quite blunt, and she was a little flustered, even some inexplicable tension.

When the words fell, Mu Mochen immediately cast a touch of meaningful eyes, and when she saw her frowning, she smiled lightly. "She is like this. The voice is always cold and alienated. Dad often said that this is her. Occupational diseases, you relax your mind, you don't feel too good to communicate, you don't have to deliberately take care of them. We don't live with them anyway."

"But that is your mother."

Xi Xia night listened to his indifferent tone, it was a little surprised to remind.

"She is special with Dad. Sometimes communication is a bit difficult. Sometimes she can communicate with it. You are used to it. You don't have to worry too much. It's not good. What she said, you can nod or shake your head."

When Mu Xiaochen said this, he also lowered his eyes and seemed to be thinking about something. The summer night girl watched his sudden stop motion and saw his silent appearance. It seemed that there was an inexplicable sorrow. I didn’t ask again, I just handed the golden rose in my hand, and the light voice was a little soft and soft –

"Well, I know... How about this thing in the study? The grid of the bookshelf near the window is empty, just put this."

Mu Chenchen raised her eyes and noticed the golden rose in her hand. The eyebrows gently raised, and asked in a low voice, "Have you returned to your apartment?"

Xia nodded in the evening, "some things have to be taken over, but it seems that I don't have a lot of things, and I don't have a suitcase. It's all files."

"Well, with your own, how can you play with the Chinese. I will pack it up and wait for it. I will go in and take a shower. I have already given you the water."

"Well, then you took it over, I almost packed it up."

Xi Xia night, the rose was put to his hand, and went back to continue to play with her things. "Right, in the hall, the flowers you made are pretty good, have you learned the flower arrangement?"

"People with aesthetic talents don't need to go to school specifically, and some can do it."

After dropping such a sentence, Mu Xiaochen got up and walked over, took the clothes in her hand and put it on the upper level of the closet -

The wardrobe occupies a wall and is still very tall. With her height, it is still difficult to reach the upper level.

"I found that you don't know how to be modest."

The girl in the summer night gave him a blank look and couldn’t help but say such a sentence.

"That thing is reserved for the hypocrites, I want it to do, um, go wash."

Mu Xiaochen did not agree, took a nightgown and handed it over to her.

The girl in the summer night was speechless. Then she took the clothes and cleaned up. Then she turned and went to the bathroom.