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

After breakfast, the husband and wife went directly to the T hospital.

"The wounds healed very well. Go back and change the medicine often. It will be good soon."

The doctor opened the wound on the summer night and opened the way.

Xi Xia night stood up and pulled the clothes on his shoulders. "Thank you, doctor, I will pay attention."

"Well, I will give you some medicine again. It should be almost as good as going back for half a month. I still have to pay attention to the diet during this time."

Xia nodded in the evening, took the list handed over by the doctor, and walked out of the screen.

When the outside of the screen, Mu Chenchen quickly came forward, took the list in her hand, took a look, and handed it to Amo behind him.

Amo took over and retired, and went out to pay for the medicine.

"Go back, Amo got the medicine and sent it directly."

"Well, watching the weather is very good, Mu Chenchen, I will take you to the tea house I opened, how about?"

On the summer night weekend, I often go to the bamboo rhyme and sit on the wind. I didn’t go because last week, because I have been stranded, I should have sat in the past week, and at the end of the year, I should show my face and explain the holiday. She also specially asked Professor Lin to prepare the ceremony, and the staff sent to the tea club when the holiday was over, now do not know how to prepare.

"Tea?"

"If you have nothing to do, you will have fun. The most important thing is that the environment is very good~www.wuxiaspot.com~ you can play the piano."

Xi Xia night explained.

"Since the wife is so sincerely invited, it is natural for the husband to appreciate his face."

Mu Xiaochen smiled lightly, reaching out to hold her shoulder and went forward.

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In fact, the bamboo rhyme is not far from their maple house. They are all in the north of the city. If you drive fast, the distance is not half an hour. It is the place where the car was driving that day. Curved.

Bamboo in the corner of the lobby outside the lobby.

In the soothing and melodious sound of the piano, Xia Xia’s leisurely teasing for the softness of the dust, “You drink it yourself, look at the book, I will clean up the bookshelf, and I will also pay some advice to Professor Lin. Dim sum, see what you want to eat and let them do it for you."

At the end of the summer, I took tea and took a sip of it and said it.

Mu Xiaochen also took a sip of tea and immediately stood up. "I will pack it for you. You sit and rest, and it is so uneasy to hurt."

As I said, Qingjun’s tall and straight body has passed, and a few big steps came to the bookshelf on the side, and began to organize the bookshelf.

Xi Xia night looked at his busy figure, it was licking his lips, smiled lightly, for a while, then took the tea and took a sip, his eyes swept through the door.

When I saw the figure that slowly rolled over the bead curtain, I couldn’t help but slam the whole person, and the movements on my hand stopped.

"Deliberately looking for a look, don't you ask me to sit down?"

When I came to Xixia Night, I saw myself watching the summer night, and I didn’t talk for a long time. The cold and solemn face of Ximu Mountain eased down slightly, and the voice was a little cold, as always, I was not smiling.

Xi Xia night slowly retracted his eyes, and he slid down his eyes. For a while, he took Mu Chen’s tea cup to himself.

Ximushan glanced at her, then moved her footsteps and sat down on the opposite side of the summer night.

"How did you find it here?"

I took an empty cup and I poured a cup of tea on the curtain hill, and asked for a summer night.

Ximushan took the tea and took a sip of indifference. The sharp eyes looked straight at the summer night. She looked at her up and down several times. Finally she stopped her eyes on her left shoulder. Her eyes flashed a few times, and the low voice was concerned. "I can find it here. Naturally, I have my own way. How is the injury on your body?"

Wen Yan, Xi Xi night slightly raised his head, staring at the curtain mountain, the indifferent lip line was closed, no speech.

"The day people came out to look for you, but didn't want to find you. I was clear at the beginning and end of the day. Was it strange that my father did not save you in time?"

Asked about the low level of the curtain mountain.

Listening, Xia Xia night's indifferent and beautiful face suddenly pulled a self-deprecating sneer, indifferently looked at him, bowed his head, very cold, "Isn't these things already accustomed to it? Anyway, it doesn't matter, How can I have nothing to do with me, isn't it?"

The action of the cup of tea on the side of the curtain was stiff, and she looked at her deeply. For a long time, she took another sigh and sighed. "I know that you don't want people to know your relationship with you, and you don't want to go home, but you It’s the fact that I am the daughter of the Mt.

After a pause, Ximushan put the cup in his hand on the coffee table. His eyes became a little deep in a moment. He suddenly lowered his head and looked at the light blue tea that was swaying in the cup. He continued, "Since I am with you. After the mother divorced, you have been reluctant to go home. Do you really hate me?"

Xi Xia night hung down his eyes, his lips sneaked a sneer.

"Friday is the engagement day between Xinyi and Han Yifeng. I hope that you can go home and your grandfather is not very good recently. Especially after the last birthday, the most memorable person is you, for Xinyi. Han Yifeng’s business, how are you going, I will not intervene.”

Ximushan suddenly looked up at Xixia night, thought about it, and said, "As for Yueying, your grandmother is doing too much..."

Engaged...

I heard this, Xi Xia night slowly raised his head, Xiu Ya's face had a stagnation of the stagnation, and even turned into an indifferent smile, disappeared into the corner of his mouth.

"Are you not willing to talk to me?"

There was no buzz in the summer night, and the curtain mountain suddenly asked for such a sentence.

"What do you say to you?"

For a while, Xi Xia night faintly asked such a sentence, there is forbearance in the voice of exhaustion and desolation.

Xi Xia night, this word did not come to let the curtain of the mountain sink a heart, watching this face more and more like the face of her mother Shen Wenna, Ximushan has such a moment, some helplessness.

"How are you recently?"

After thinking about it, Ximushan asked lowly, and there was no exposed expression on his face.

"If you are less, I am naturally very good."

The sound of Xia Xia night was very bleak. The light and windy light lingered from the face of Ximu Mountain. The depth of the eyes was a sorrow of invisible and invisible. "I thought you would ask my mother to live well?"

Hearing the words, the curtains of the mountains were awkward, and the bottom of my heart could not help but give birth to a little stunned. When I thought about it, I would be low. "My father only hopes that you can understand, and some things, once it happens, will never return to the past."

When I stopped, I suddenly got up, and my sharp eyes met the windy eyes of summer night. "Go home on Friday."

It was the tone of the order.

Xi Xia night looked at the tall figure that he turned and disappeared outside the bead curtain, but the corner of his mouth was a touch of sneer...