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

Ji Zitong did not fear the cold eyes of Han Yifeng at all, but he looked at him with a faint look. His tone was gentle and did not bring any emotions.

"It’s the meaning of Han’s understanding. You shouted his wife’s name last night. If you let the people know, even if you don’t worry about yourself, at least you should take care of the director. She was bothered by your husband and wife. If you know that you can't help her, then you should consider it for her. If you let your wife know about your performance last night, I would like to hate the director."

Han Yifeng’s face became a bit ugly, and there was some sullenness in the depths. For a long time, he asked lowly, “Is this what you admire?”

"I don't need what Mu Dong said, he doesn't know about it, but I also need to do my part. I am protecting my wife, but your actions have made me feel some sense of crisis, so I only Tell these words to you."

Ji Zitong is awkward, but he is not afraid of anything. She is good for her summer night. As a subordinate, she should also be able to help her solve some potential hidden dangers.

Han Yifeng's face is more and more unsightly, and a pair of big hands also grasped the quilt on his body.

"Han always please do it yourself, the medical expenses have already been paid, the doctor said that your high fever has just retired, the body is still very weak, and your long-term labor, leading to some fatigue, suggest that you better rest for a period of time, otherwise your body is paralyzed, It is you who are guilty."

Ji Zitong dropped such words, was about to turn and leave, cold and prevent Han Yifeng suddenly said, "I don't have any words for you to bring me to me in summer night?"

Ji Zitong listened and smiled coldly. "Mrs. only let me send you to the other two brothers, and nothing else."

Han Yifeng’s heart hurts awkwardly. He thinks it is awkward. Yesterday she seemed to be sitting in the car and didn’t get off the bus. She just looked at him, but he used this season as a summer night. I didn’t feel well with a high fever, but thought...so...

After a long time, Han Yifeng nodded and was weak. "I know, thank you for me."

......

The bleak autumn rain is still continuous, and the air is getting colder and colder. The maple is in the living room on the first floor.

Xi Xia night is sitting leisurely on the sofa playing with the flower branches on the hand, with some messy blue enchantress and some dotted flowers on the side, a large bouquet of blue enchantress has been inserted in the vase.

"Xunzi, Wang Jie, are they not here? Why are you alone?"

Mu Lingshi took the paper basket and asked all the scattered leaves and leaves.

"Catch the weekend, Wang Jie's daughter's birthday, I have nothing to do here, simply let everyone put a weekend off."

Xixia night gently fiddled with the flowers just inserted in the vase, the eyebrows condensed with a touch of gentleness, the whole person looked more elegant and charming, the tone is also faint, listening to comfort, no wonder the big brother is too nervous.

"Xunzi, you don't worry that my brother is in a hurry. I won't call me for a few months before. I will call me to accompany you after three or five days, especially on weekends. He is very kind to you."

Mu Lingshi lowered his eyes and reached out and gently licked the petals of the blue enchantress and smiled lightly.

"It is his own too nervous, I am very good, when you are idle, still spend more time with Amo."

Place the vase on the summer night, and it should be on the side.

"Where can I be vague? My little nephew, I am also looking forward to it."

Xi Xia night smiled, took a wet towel on the side and wiped his hands, then began to make a leisurely tea. "For a few months, what happened to Lan Jie? Your brother has not given me anymore." Otherwise, I still want to ask something."

Speaking of this matter, Mu Ling’s face was somewhat stagnant. A few days ago, she also learned from Qimo that Qi Qiming had nothing to do with her. Although she was relieved, she was somewhat embarrassed. It’s so big, it’s so hard to find your own biological father.

"There is no need to worry about this thing. My brother and Amo are still following, and there may be some clues behind it."

Mu Ling's poem is somewhat bitter.

"Don't worry, if you are looking for it, you can find it."

Xixia night sent the soaked flower tea to her, comforting.

Mu Ling Shi took a breath and shook his head. "In fact, sometimes I want to give up. If I can't find it, I can't find it. If he doesn't have the heart to hide those clues, he will not find the big brother's ability." I haven't found anyone for so long, he just hopes we can't find him. If so, don't look for it."

"A Shi, no matter what, you are in the eyes of grandparents and parents, your brother is very concerned about you, these days because of these things he did not ..."

"Don't, don't say it, I understand. I know what to do."

Xi Xia night listened, did not say anything, they just nodded, "Well, you and Amo, you should also be on the heart, Amo has 30 this year? Don't let him Waiting for too long, our women, there are not many requests, as long as he is good to you, you don't have to think too much. What, look at the opening, you will find that it is not so difficult."

"The mood of Xunzi has always made me admire. In recent years, there are many women who are enamored with big brothers. There are many excellent natures, but none of them can make my brother better. You can rest assured, I know, Ah. Mo is the same, he is also very good, I also admit that I am happy with him, wait a while, wait for me to finish all the mood, I will..."

Listening, Xi Xia night also smiled and smiled, and intercepted her words. "That's good! You should sit down first, the soup should be good, you can open the meal, the craft may not be very good, so... ”

"I will help you, scorpion!"

Mu Lingshi also stood up, but at this time the outside doorbell suddenly shocked, and Mu Lingshi quickly opened the door and looked at the screen, then saw the face of Qi Lei who stood outside the door.

"Qie Lei! How is he?"

Mu Ling's poem looked at the screen with some strangeness and lost his voice.

Xi Xia night listened, the eyebrows rose, but also felt a little strange, just want to say something, the phone in the pocket suddenly shocked, she took out the phone to see, is the phone call Mu Mochen!

She rubbed her eyebrows and nodded to Mu Lingshi, indicating that she had opened the door and connected the phone.