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

When Xi Xia night heard this, the moment was also a meal, and it eased for a while. The eyebrows were stunned and they said, "The flowers shop people sent them directly, they took it for me..."

When Xi Xia night fell, the head suddenly silenced. She could feel that the man at the other side seemed to be unhappy. Hesitated, and whispered, "You... angry?"

"No."

The man at the end responded so quickly, but he could hear a bit of dissatisfaction from his tone.

The girl's head in the summer night suddenly emerged that he was holding on to his angry eyes--wrinkled his eyebrows and his face? Still pressing the emotions, keep the silence as always?

The two men were silent. The girl in the summer night never heard him talking. I thought it seemed to be somewhat loss-making. Then I lowered my voice and the tone was soft and soft. "Isn't it really angry? I... I know him. Not a good person..."

"Do you know that he is not a good person, do you still accept him?"

His low tone is full of disappointment. "Isn't it reminding you that the sensibility has dropped in a few days? Next time, it's not a golden rose or a diamond rose. You can send these cheap flowers. He is not too expensive. !"

It is not difficult to hear the unpleasant bitterness in his tone, which is somewhat different from the usual calmness.

Listen, Xi Xia night couldn't help but turn a blind eye, and the beautiful and delicate face was a rare smile. "The next time I told him to let him send two diamonds and gold roses, one gave me , another branch for you?"

"I do not want!"

He should have said this.

"Well, I know, I won't accept it later. When are you coming back? I went to the flower market for two days and bought two pots of spider orchids. I looked at the spirit and gave you a pot in the office. I can bloom in June and July, and the curtains in your office. I looked too depressed and uncomfortable. I have already changed some light colors tomorrow. I went to look at it in the morning. There are several models that look very nice. It seems to be light beige. , um... there is pale gold, it seems that there is a blue and white porcelain, what do you like? And..."

Summer night girl Lala said a bunch of miscellaneous, stayed in his office for a long time these two days, it is not pleasing to the eye here, there is not comfortable, but he feels that his taste is too deep, the layout of the office It is also a bit of repression, simply re-arranged a bit, anyway, she is quite idle these days.

Said a lot, but did not see him answer, thought he was not happy, she asked, "What? You don't like it?"

Mrs. Mu did not realize at the moment that her current performance has been in the working life of Mr. Mu in a strong manner as a hostess. Of course, Mr. Mu is naturally happy to see what she is doing. She just said that she is low in consciousness and does not want her performance now. Finally, he made a lot of comfort.

At the other end, he was leaning against the bed, and the tight face of Zhang’s face was rarely swayed and lowered. "With you, as long as it is not a pink series of little women, it should be acceptable."

"Then I am the master?"

"Ok."

......

I wondered that he would come back these two days, so this thing naturally needs to be done quickly, so I just hang up Mr. Mu’s phone call and call the decorating company in the summer night to let them go at 8:00 tomorrow morning.

When I returned to the house, it was already the evening when the sunset fell.

Wang Hui and Mu Nan are cleaning up the flowers in the backyard. Wang Hui also likes to raise flowers. There is a small warm room shed in the backyard. Wang Hui specializes in raising flowers. She also wanted Xixia before. At night, a few pots of rare varieties of flowers return to Fengju, but like Xixia Night, she can barely accept plants like cactus routines, and she can't afford the delicate flowers.

Moreover, she has always disliked those delicate and delicate flowers. She appreciates flowers like chrysanthemums or plum blossoms, and she is not afraid of the cold and the spirit of uplifting. Perhaps these are more motivating.

"Dust is not at home these days. If you feel bored, you will live in the house, afraid that you are not used to being alone."

Wang Hui looked at the Xia night that was busy with the pruning of the flower trees, and said very harmoniously.

"Fortunately, there is nothing unaccustomed. I went back to Shenzhai in the past few days and looked at my grandfather. I haven’t returned for a few days... Yes, isn’t the rest of yesterday? Just grandfather said she is not at home...”

Xi Xia night stopped the action in his hand, turned his head and asked Wang Hui.

"She, I went out after lunch. It seems that there is something urgent in the clubhouse. I just told your grandfather to put the chicken soup on, and I should be back soon."

Wang Hui took it and put away the tools. "Well, don't be busy, pick it up and sit back. I will see what your grandfather has made us delicious. This old man has been busy for an afternoon. Up..."

Xixia nodded in the evening, Wang Huicai turned and walked toward the house. The summer night also simply cleaned up. When I wanted to turn around and return to the room, I couldn’t help but have a good phone ringtone across her ear.

Not her!

When she turned her head and looked for the sound, Mu Ling’s thin figure was reflected.

I saw Mu Ling Shi looked down at the phone screen on his hand, his eyes were dark, hesitated, and finally did not answer, but simply shut down the phone.

"Is it Amo?"

Xi Xia night came a few steps and saw Mu Ling's face pale, and looked like a heart, he whispered.

Mu Lingshi raised her head slightly, and the light scorpion flickered. She looked at Xia Xia night and took the phone back into her pocket. At this time, she did not bring the big sunglasses, and the scar on her face was obvious.

"sister in law!"

She shouted a summer night.

Xia nodded in the evening, and the tone was very moderate. "Is these days used to it? I went to the club once a day, seeing you busy, I didn't bother you. When your brother told me, I still felt a little hard to imagine. You are such a girl, it will be a DJ, and you can manage the night market well."

Said, Xi Xia night also sat down on the bench next to the railing, while carrying his head, faintly looking at Mu Ling poetry.

Mu Ling Shi smiled slightly, and his body leaned. The pillar next to Xia Xia’s side leaned away, and lifted his hand to gather his deep purple hair. He said, “This is nothing, just get used to it. I also can hardly imagine you being the female director of our prosperous age?"

"I feel that girls should do more work with courage and courage, you brother... he is very distressed by you..."

Xi Xia night was silent for a moment, thinking about it, then looking at Mu Ling poetry, indifferent.