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

‘cough! ’

A light cough finally sounded, almost in an instant. On the summer night, the cat blew up and immediately turned over from Mu Chen, and Mu Chen quickly got up and reached out to protect her.

"Mom! Dad!"

The girl in the summer night looked at the door of the subconscious, and found that Zhuang Shurong, who was always dignified and elegant, stood in front of the door at this moment, and she stood behind Mu Tangchuan!

She was almost exclaimed, the exquisite and elegant face was full of blush, panicked and looked at the man around, but found that the man was calm and calm, did not look at the door, the first reaction It is the act of making a good dress for her.

The girl in the summer night discovered that in the warmth of the moment, the button on her chest had already opened wide, and the entire smooth shoulders were exposed. There was a looming black lace shoulder strap, and the nightgown on his body was also messy. The belt around the waist is loose, and a large piece of strong chest is exposed in the chest...

This kind of scene, Xi Xia night now only wants to scream madly, and then find a ground to sneak down, no other, slammed away behind him.

After Mu Xiaochen helped her buckle the clothes, she slowly tied her belt, and then she looked at the door. Mu Tangchuan had already turned and went out, and Zhuang Shurong was also a bit embarrassed, looking to the side. Potted plants.

"Why don't you knock on the door when you come in?"

He took a breath, his voice was faintly accompanied by a little low dumbness, and he seemed to be dissatisfied with his good deeds and was interrupted so much that he could only cultivate the warmth of time.

Zhuang Shurong coughed a few times and watched that they had packed up. This was the voice. "Just your dad knocked on the door for a long time and didn't see you answering. Dust, your dad is looking for something, you go with him to study." Summer night, tomorrow is the New Year's Day, I will make an appointment with your grandmother to go to the temple tomorrow morning, you will follow us, just to go to Guanyin Temple for help."

"Forget it, wait until tomorrow to say the same. Summer night will accompany your grandmother and your mother in the past. Let's go down first. Your grandmother cooked the nightingale below. If you are hungry, come down, you are busy!"

When Zhuang Shurong’s words were finished, Mu Tangchuan’s voice came over and he did not wait for the summer night to react. He had already pulled Zhuang Shurong out and closed the door.

When she heard the door closing, she only extended her head from behind him and looked at the door. She saw that the door was closed. She couldn’t help but mourn with a small face.

destroyed!

All images are destroyed once!

Zhuang Shurong and Mu Tangchuan will see her daughter-in-law?

Too shameful!

It’s all because of him!

She put her hand in anger and looked up at him, only to find that he was looking at her calmly, and there was a faint smile in the depths.

She stretched her fingertips against her forehead, her face was red, and she gasped deeply. She couldn't help but grab the pillow on the side and smashed toward him. "It's all because of you, my image!"

Mu Xiaochen grabbed the pillow she had thrown over, and smiled disapprovingly. "They just think that they are not seen. What are you nervous? It is not a young schoolboy who is ashamed of youth."

"Of course you feel nothing, it is me who is embarrassing, how can I make such a shameful thing..."

Still she pressed him, and that...

"Okay, I said nothing, if I feel that my heart is not comfortable, you should be the one I forced you to go back to take a bath, I will go out and see."

He put down the pillow in his hand, touched her head, softly comforted, saw her little red face that almost burst blood, could not help but reach out and touched it gently.

She turned her head in anger and ignored him.

He smiled helplessly, and he had to cross the sofa. "I will give you water. You will take a shower first. If you entangle them, you will see it. You can do it in a straightforward manner. It is not a guilty conscience."

......

After leaving the door, Mu Chenchen went directly to the study room of Mu Tangchuan.

Talking about the work, Mu Tangchuan’s phone has been ringing all the time, and he can know what is going on without thinking. He is also a high-powered person. Many people in this big festival will have a phone message greeting.

Everyone in the political arena knows that Mu Tangchuan's temperament looks gentle and elegant, but it is an iron fist that is uncompromising. It is a clean and honest person. It has a high reputation in politics, and it is considered to be popular and loved by the people.

Some of Mu Xichen's temper is also inherited from him, gentle and deep, with a deep depth of deep enough to penetrate everything.

"I know that Shengshi is also fighting for projects in Nanjiang. At this point, I have already joined the mayor and will not favor any of you. The government will plan and follow the comprehensive strength of all parties according to your proposal. To evaluate and finally choose the best partner, I can only remind you to pay attention to the Qikai Group. This company should be a strong enemy of the prosperous world. They may have strong partners from overseas to join..."

"Well, Dad, you don't have to go down. For the Nanjiang project, the world is inevitable. You don't have to destroy your rules for me. I have counts in my heart."

After waiting for Mu Tangchuan to finish, Mu Xiaochen has interrupted his words, raising his hand and elegantly giving Mu Tangchuan a tea, while faintly saying, "The opening ceremony of Shengshi Huangtian Entertainment City is on the seventh day of the New Year, you are with Mom will come over?"

"Not over, the seventh day is estimated to have not returned to the Z city, the New Year needs to visit a lot of places, your mother is also very busy, she has to go to the S city in the sixth day, the seventh day should not be able to come back."

Mu Tangchuan bowed his head and sipped his tea and replied.

Mu Yanchen nodded, and sipped his tea. He set aside the teacup and suddenly got up. "I know, if you are over the age, don't be busy with these jobs. Mom, aren't they cooking the nightingale below?"

"Well, cook some light side dishes, go for two drinks, and watch the time is almost the New Year countdown."

Mu Tangchuan also stood up.

"I asked Amo to pick up a few bottles of red wine from the Fengju side. It tastes good. Try it. I will call it summer night."

The body of Mu Chenchen has passed.

When I heard the words of Mu Chenchen, Mu Tangchuan immediately remembered the scene. The rare one laughed at his son. "Dust, your wife is like your mother, your mother... I like that... ...the posture that doesn't mean it below..."

When Mu Tangchuan’s words came out, Mu Chenchen immediately stunned. Some were surprised that Wen’s father had always been so gentle and deep, and his unspoken father would tell him such a thing.

May be aware of Mu Xiaochen's reaction, Mu Tangchuan laughed. "Everyone is a man, what is the constraint, and my parents are young. Haven't these years come over?"