Landlord with umbrella but no knife

This woman is what Gu Ling said. She is never satisfied, always chasing false promises, and always thinking of putting fate on others.

She needs to be stimulated again and again to keep her mixed and dusty thoughts alive.

She tortured me also because she saw another host.

"So afraid of me following?"

"Of course, I'm afraid you're just looking for trouble, and I'm afraid I'll lose everything."

"Are you still laughing?"

"I'm just pretending to be calm, unlike Aunt Mu, you are really powerful, planning strategies and turning clouds and rain."

"Strange yin and yang? You're now stiff-mouthed."

"Mom, you should go home and take care of my dad. I have a date with Jiang Yue, and I want to have dinner with him alone." Mu Huang is really Mu Zhiqing's caring little padded jacket, for fear that Mu Zhiqing will be too tired.

"Mom has persuaded you, yes, you have to repeat the same mistakes before you will understand, but it's okay, I'm not in a hurry, I'll wait for you to lose interest in him, and then eat him up, it's an easy thing something happened."

"The green mountains don't change, and the green waters flow forever. Aunt Mu, I'll finish it for you."

"You little bastard..." Mu Zhiqing didn't get too angry, no matter whether she admitted it or not, and whether she was watching a play or not.

Mostly she thinks I'm more interesting than she thinks.

I want to please the audience, I want to please my woman, and I want to please this heavyweight mother-in-law.

Live her life as a never-ending Victorian opera.

She's not going to kill me, and she hates being crazy.

I haven't been with her for long, but smelling her perfume and looking at her eyes, some things are clear at a glance. Those threatening words are more or less not real threats, and those angry and irrational provocations are not real either. provocative.

Qi Feng is a useless pawn, just a dog.

This is why I am not angry, but also want to laugh.

Under Mu Zhiqing's command, he is in a precarious situation.

"Yes, from now on, it will be your half son, Mu, I think in a few days, I should change my name to Mom..."

"I don't have a son like you..." She looked at me thoughtfully, and unconsciously touched the expensive necklace on her chest with her slender hand.

Is that platinum or diamonds that won't rust.

"It's just a traditional etiquette. I should change my mouth and bow my head. I won't hesitate. By the way, Muhuang, what do you want for lunch... It's too late to go shopping now." My enthusiasm was soaring.

"It doesn't matter what you eat, I'm just as picky as you." She leaned on my shoulder, her eyes were not blurred, she was clearly in love.

Mu Zhiqing stood where she was, we had already waited for the elevator.

Upstairs, she went down sideways, took off her high heels, and her stockings seemed to be flowing around her ankles.

For the first time, I admired her toes with such lustful eyes.

She turned around the moment she stepped on the linen slippers, "What are you doing stupidly?"

"Muhuang, help me take a look. There seems to be something on my neck." I took her by the hand and let her touch my Adam's apple. Shit, my shirt button, which cost less than [-] yuan, fell to the ground again.

"The quality is really bad." She smiled. "Would you like to light a cigarette for you?"

"Of course not, I don't smoke, your intensity is enough to make people go over."

The north-south translucent crosswind rolls lazily and hotly on my chest, and I know that neither she nor I can escape such an afternoon.

Chapter 137 Summer Wind (2/)

I sat side by side with Muhuang on the bed, the curtains were billowed by the scorching afternoon wind.

I wanted to pull the curtains, but she hooked my hand.

Everyone's feelings are different, Liu Yue is the madness of youth, Gu Ling is the doting embrace, Lin Yi is drifting from the stream, and Mu Huang is probably art appreciation.

It's hard to describe, even if I have sex with her, I don't want to use any foul language to blaspheme, and I won't hug her and brazenly say that I won.

I conveyed tenderness carefully, and she was doing what a wife should do in a graceful manner.

There is the joy of love between us, as well as artistic appreciation. Her figure and temperament are dyed by the scorching sun to be as bright as a city, but not dazzling.

The love between us is not unrestrained, I am restraining, because her love is not frivolous either.

"Want to get married?" It's strange, I can feel the emotion from Mu Huang.

Her long legs were next to mine, and she leaned forward gently, and I saw her toes, even the smallest details, reflected the partiality of the creator.

"Perhaps, yes, this feeling is very warm." She rubbed her fat-free belly and sighed softly.

"That's for sure."

"You're not even willing to bully me."

"Can you feel it?"

"Well... this feeling is very strong. Although you respect me in unnecessary places, I still like it very much. You are very polite when you are in bed. You are really... very likable." Mu Huang's compliment was somewhat awkward.

"It's because you are too beautiful. It's not a delicacy, but a painting, a movie, or..."

"Your sweet talk, I listened to it over and over again, but I didn't think it was too much." In Mu Huang's eyes, the emotion of getting married was naturally brewing.

"It's all the same, so are your words."

"Jiang Yue, tell me, spring flowers, autumn moon, and vows of eternal love, will they go away with the wind?"

"There is no need to feel melancholy at this time, everything will go away."

"I don't know how to comfort you? I always think, will I become like my mother? I try my best to toss a person and make other people's lives become one after another prank."

"I don't know. Even then, I won't hate you, just like I don't hate Aunt Mu now."

I held her ankle, which always felt like I was holding a Roman wine glass.

"We should have a good relationship. I want to date more than all of them."

"Is it?"

"No, there is a faint sense of nostalgia by your side, and I feel somewhat worried about gain and loss, thinking that you will go far away." Mu Huang's feelings are all in the poetic dwelling. There are not many fireworks in her world, but more in the air garden.

Someone just loves such a false phantom, an emotion without substance.

Not based on any material and personal evaluation, just chasing the fleeting time.

I understand the nostalgia she said very well. Nostalgia represents the past without development. What nostalgia represents is that I only have low houses, no high-rise buildings, only firewood stacks, only wheat fields, only fish in the pond, and only the entrance of the village. alleys.

In the final analysis, she doesn't want me to be mature, not to be philistine, and she doesn't want me to be idle in the bustling world.

What she likes is still a boy, even if the boy has changed.

"I went to cook."

"Just buy it. I don't want you to cook. At least give me one. It can fill your time in all directions. After eating in the afternoon, I want to eat ice cream."

"Isn't ice cream available anytime?"

"But no man ever bought it with me."

"Haagen-Dazs?"

"No, that's too sweet. It's good in the convenience store at the door. When I was young, I liked to pick and choose in the freezer."

"Okay, I'll go with you~"

"It's like we're playing house."

"But you'll always have ice cream, and we'll always have a family."

"It's been a long time since I thought about it, I haven't hid in this kind of innocence~" Muhuang hugged me, surrounded by her softness, trying to push me into what time, the days are slowly wandering.

I want to help her dress, but Muhuang's breast buttons are delicate and complicated, and she fastens them skillfully, so I'm still looking for a connection for a long time...

"Then I want you to hide longer."

"I also hope that this kind of atmosphere is not just ambiguous. I seem to be wearing a baggy T-shirt that is two sizes too big, loose and comfortable."

She still put on the original pair of stockings lightly, I didn't tear them apart, I was reluctant, Muhuang took them off by herself.

The gentle veil of life wraps her inner beauty again.

I can't help but want to feel her pampering.

After dinner, we really held hands and went to the convenience store downstairs to buy ice cream. Mu Huang picked one that cost a few dollars. Of course, money can't measure the happiness at this time.

For her, happiness is not the diamond ring anymore, but the hand that hands out the diamond ring to help her put it on.

The same goes for ice cream, the sun is still there, but there is also a burst of ordinary rain. We found a random eaves, and she tore off the wrapping paper with her slender hands, "Do you want to taste mine first?"

I bought a 3.5 cup with three different colors of chocolate, vanilla and strawberry, and three different flavors. The small wooden spoon was delivered to her, and she took a spoonful of the vanilla in the middle, "I miss it. "

"I'll take a bite of your green apple too."

She handed it to my mouth, still cold.

I took a bite and it tasted like it was back then.

"In the days when air-conditioning was not yet popular, summer meant ice cream and watermelon. I moved a small bench and sat at the entrance of the alley to enjoy the wind. Children I knew ran over in twos and threes, wanting to have a bite."

"I don't want to work~ Can you support me?" Mu Huang asked with a smile.

"Okay, then stay at home, sit and eat, and when I run out of money, I will go to work and work hard to earn a little money for you to squander."

"Well...Actually, I found that from the very beginning, I only regarded eating as eating."

"I understand, the original you, eating is just eating, no matter how delicious it is, you just want to fill your stomach, or a healthy diet is good for your body management?

Now you're willing to stop and enjoy the food itself. "

"The crab roe noodles just now taste average."

"After all, a bowl is discounted at 38 yuan. The crab roe is a bit salty and frozen. It's not authentic. Next time I'll find hairy crabs or swimming crabs, and I'll pick them out for you.

Outsiders always regard stinginess as exquisiteness, I want to fill your bowl with crab meat~”

"Okay, even if it's full, I won't give it to others." Her popsicle was almost eaten, so she came to grab my spoon. Take a bite yourself.

"It's okay, I'll just make another bowl."

"It's really cunning, can't you forget?"

"Sure, no one will forget it." Mu Huang's words are not routine, she has no retaliation from the backhand, and she doesn't feel very angry.

An afternoon like this was all she needed.

We have occasional time, occasional life.

"Go buy a bouquet of flowers and put them in a vase? Those vases at home are very expensive, but they haven't put any flowers yet.

Follow me to pick a few more paintings, oil paintings.

Also, I also want to go to the store on xx street to find some beautiful bottles and jars. "Mu Huang spoke as if she was singing softly, no one had the heart to interrupt such a quiet and flowing love.

Chapter 138 Old Xu's Daughter (1/)

"Hey, Xiao Jiang, come to my house for dinner tonight!! I have great news to tell you! Your sister-in-law must also ask me to call you!" Lao Xu yelled on the phone that my head hurt a little, and his voice was loud.

"Hmm..." I glanced at Muhuang, and she nodded.

"That's fine, Old Xu, I'll come over later."

"Okay, what time do you get off work? We two brothers, do you want some wine?"

"Come on, I get off work around six o'clock, and I'll come here by subway. It will be a little after 06:30. If you can't wait, eat first."

"Where is it, how can I eat first, I just prepared a few more dishes." Old Xu was elated on the other end of the phone. "It's been a long time since I've had a treat...haha, I haven't had anything to celebrate for a long time."

Did he have to add the last sentence?

"This is that one, your worker? Ask me to help arrange the station master?" Muhuang smiled.

"Yeah, Lao Xu, he's over 40 years old, he's been around for half his life and he's still not in his early years..."

"There are a lot of people like this, but he is very lucky, at least he can meet you. It's just a push. He still has [-] after tax on his salary... Moreover, he is a little more flexible, and I heard that he can get a little money. It's done."

"Well, I can live a little better. The resettlement house has not yet paid off the loan, and the attitude towards me is quite good, and people are also laughing. There is no city, I just give it a chance."

"Just the right amount of kindness." Mu Huang looked very clear, of course she would follow me now, this kind of trivial matter with a bit of humanistic care does not make me feel how kind I am.