You are so sweet in my heart

"A lot of eyes are staring at you, sir. I don't want to lead those old men here, you know!"

"I understand."

She had expected that those old things would not let her go so easily.

"Sir, I'll pick you up tomorrow. Everything's the same, OK“

Mu Chu Di nodded, and fanque stretched his waist, "that's OK. I went back to sleep. I'm sleepy."

"I'm a long man now. I can't stay up late. Help yourself."

After fanque left, mu Chudi drove her scooter back to her apartment.

I took off my make-up and took a comfortable bath. The curling heat rose slowly. Mu Chu Di narrowed his eyes and relaxed his muscles.

I don't know if I'm too tired today, or I'm in a good mood when I meet a small milk bag, and the depression in my chest disappears.

Since returning home, hatred has spread in my heart, like a bound beast, smelling the smell of blood, trying to break free.

She always felt heavy in her chest.

But today, I feel relaxed.

Thinking about the little milk bag, mu Chudi can't help bending her mouth slightly. She doesn't seem to ask the name of the little milk bag.

Will he call her?

Mu Chu Di's heart was filled with longing.

Since Yaya died, she has fallen into the abyss of complete despair and never expected anything again.

Now this feeling, a little strange, but she did not hate.

The following day

As soon as muchu flute has put on its make-up, wechat rings.

Seeing the two simple and clear words of going downstairs, Mu Chu Di simply tidied up and quickly went downstairs.

Seeing a conspicuous Rolls Royce phantom in the distance, Mu Chu Di got on the car.

In the car, a deep and gentle handsome face came into view. He slightly raised his face and narrowed his eyes for a rest.

Mu Chu Di sat quietly, not daring to disturb his husband's rest.

Inside the car, it was very quiet.

Mr. Chen likes to be quiet, and mu Chudi doesn't speak. The quiet atmosphere doesn't seem embarrassed, but there is a tacit understanding.

Soon, I came to the auction.

Outside the auction, there were a lot of reporters.

Mu Chu flute wave light slightly moved, hand can't help touching face.

Although she drew a beautiful mole, she was still a little nervous. Four years later, I don't know if anyone still remembers her.

I'm afraid not. For the people in Rongcheng, mu Chudi is a dead man.

She didn't want to be discovered so quickly. She wanted to lurk in the dark and push the enemy to death step by step.

It's just that she's not qualified to ask.

All that fanque said is still the same. Mu Chudi knew that there must be reporters shooting. Of course, in foreign countries, they often play this and make those old things angry.

Take a deep breath, summon up courage, Mu Chu Di opened the door and got out of the car.

"Here comes Mr. Shen."

"Come on, shoot this way."

Breathe out gently, Mu Chu Di is preparing to face the reporters.

Suddenly, a pair of big hands covered her eyes, covering half of her face.

Pull her to his chest.

Mu Chu Di hasn't responded yet. A silk scarf spreads out and covers her head. It's like a wedding veil. It's hazy but beautiful.

"Sir?"

Don't they want to show their love and annoy those old people?

A warm voice sounded in my ear, "don't you want people to see your face? That's it! "

"Mr. Shen is not willing to let anyone see his fiancee's face. He has a strong sense of possession! That's a good title, too. "

The magnesium lamp kept flashing and took many pictures.

Shen Jingchuan protects mu Chudi. In the eyes of reporters, he has a strong desire for possession, just like the rumor.

On the other side, a Maybach drove directly into the VIP parking lot.

A pair of eyes as deep as Eagle's eyes, gently glanced at the crowd.