Young General's Sweet Wife

Xiao Zhan did not beat around the bush and went straight to the point, "I just want to know, why are you crying today?"

Compared to the little brat that suddenly appeared by her side today, he was more concerned about whether she was bullied or not. As for her relationship with that boy, it wouldn't be too late to ask about it later.

Mu Nuanzhou was slightly shocked in his heart. "How do you know I cried today?"

"At the opening ceremony, I saw that your eyes were as red as a rabbit's. If you weren't crying, what else could you be?" Xiao Zhan rolled his eyes at the silly her, and helplessly explained.

"I'm not crying. My eyes just don't feel good. They'll turn red after I rub them a few more times." 's first reaction was to feel that she had been exposed to the truth in which she had cried before. Thus, she just pouted her cheeks and refused to admit it.

She did not want to show weakness in front of him, nor did she want him to know that she was being bullied and cried by her cousin and his own sister.

Due to the addition of the imported Egyptian sponge pad, Mu Nuanzhou's bed had also grown a lot taller, causing her to sit on the edge of the bed, with her feet off the ground, and her plump cotton slippers that didn't even move slightly for a moment. Her waist-long hair had now just reached her shoulders, and the simplest red string was used to tie up two short braids around her ears, which actually made her look much clearer and more adorable.

When Xiao Zhan saw her agile appearance, her heart instantly became soft. She thought that before he met Mu Nuanzhou, he had spent most of his time marching and fighting, his life was either filled with smoke, or he was intoxicated and intoxicated, so how could there be such a scene right now, just like … It was a beautiful scene in spring and autumn.

He hoped that this kind of beauty would never disappear. He hoped that the 'spring, summer, and autumn' in his eyes would continue to be gazed upon by him. He wished to protect her and hold her in his arms …

He was willing to let go of his usual haughty attitude, get up from the sofa, kneel in front of her, and use a gentle voice that he had never heard before. "Tell me, who bullied you, okay?" He had always been thinking about this matter. Whenever he thought about how his idiot had been bullied and cried on the first day of school, he could not help but burn with anger.

He squatted on the ground, both his hands supporting himself at the sides of the bed, forming a posture surrounding her. This sudden action caused Mu Nuanzhou, who was in a daze, to be greatly shocked.

She looked at him with a frightened expression, and when she touched the tenderness in his eyes, her whole body shuddered, and her nose could not help but ache.

His current gaze was extremely similar to when he was looking at her. His gaze was filled with countless ripples of gentleness and that soft voice of concern, it made her think of Big Brother Ye Ming.

If Big Brother Ye Ming was still here, he would definitely be so concerned about her. Concerned about why she was crying, worried about whether she was bullied, but since Big Brother Ye Ming was no longer around, he was killed by the man in front of him.

Yet he was actually taking the place of the Big Brother Ye Ming, showing concern for her. How ironic!

She looked at her with a complicated gaze, wanting to cry first.

What Xiao Zhan did not know was that his gentleness would bring about so many complex emotions in the depths of Mu Nuanzhou's heart. He only thought that she was crying because of the grievances she had suffered during the day, and even more so, did not know that the following words would lead to a tsunami of arguments.

"He gently wiped away her tears and coaxed her on, as if he was coaxing a wounded child. He was extremely patient and gave her all of his gentleness." Tell me who bullied you, will you? "Warm."

Warm?

Warm!

Warm...

How could he call her warm?