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

Later, under the supervision of Zhuang Shurong, Xi Xia night gave a face to the three bowls of soup, and drank some liquid nutrients. I felt that my stomach was full of seven or eight points, and Zhuang Shurong let her go.

After breakfast, Ji Zitong came over.

When Ji Zitong saw Zhuang Shurong, he still had some embarrassment, and it took a while to ease it.

In addition to their summer nights, Zhuang Shurong is very serious and unremarkable on weekdays. It seems that the momentum is very unusual. The average person is really unable to stand up. Before the summer night, it was adapted to a period of time. It is a faint sense of harmony.

Xi Xia night let Wang Jie take the packaged hot and simmered light millet porridge to the car, and Zhuang Shurong also sat in the car.

Driving the car is Ji Zitong, Xi Xia night and Zhuang Shurongpo are sitting behind.

Zhuang Shurong and Shen Wenna are actually somewhat similar. They usually love the fashion trend of dressing up on weekdays. Sometimes, even in the summer night, they feel in front of them. They seem to have become Obasan. They are walking. The beauty of the front end of fashion.

Just like now, Zhuang Shurong is holding a fashion magazine in his hand, but on the one hand, he is very interested in occasional chat with Xia night.

"This shape is quite good, your skin is white, this shape should show your temperament, and this evening dress, the average person can't really wear the charm, but I think you should be able to."

Zhuang Shurong was now pointing at a set of evening gowns in the magazine, turning around and talking to Xia Xia.

Xi Xia night, this is just a look at the eyes of Zhuang Shurong, but it is faintly felt how this pair of evening dresses feel familiar? Seems like I have seen it?

"Xianhe blue-and-white porcelain evening dress... looks at the strange eyes."

Xi Xia night stared at the picture for a while, his eyes flashed, could not help but low, "Isn't that evening dress on Gu Lingsha?"

Although Xia Xia’s voice was very light, Zhuang Shurong’s sharp ears could still be heard clearly. He quickly looked up and looked at Xia Xia. His eyes were a bit strange. “What did you just say? What Gu Lingsha’s evening gown’s ?"

Xi Xia night was looked a bit embarrassed by Zhuang Shurong's eyes, calm down and thought about it, this only remembered, this Gu Lingsha's relationship with Mu Jia, then after a thing, Gu Lingsha is in the eyes of everyone It’s not a good thing.

She can now say from Zhuang Shurong to the words 'Gu Lingsha', the unpleasantness in her eyes.

After condensing thoughts, Xi Xia night was indifferent. "Nothing. On that day, at the birthday party of President Wang, I saw this evening dress, I feel very good."

"That evening dress is worn on Gu Lingsha, Gu Lingsha back to Z city?"

Zhuang Shurong quickly caught the key to the problem. He directly asked Xi Xia night, her eyes were a little cold, and the face that just contained a smile suddenly cooled down.

I want to come to Xia night, but after all, Gu Lingsha is so juggling with the family, who will not be happy with this matter.

"Well, I saw her at the birthday party of King, and..."

Speaking of this, Xi Xia night suddenly took a breath and turned to look out the window, "and this time the person who crashed with Yu Heng is her ... did not suffer any injuries, I heard that it was only a slight concussion, and Yu Heng but……"

Xi Xia night did not say any more, but Zhuang Shurong's face is not good looking, gloomy, and can not see any emotions.

I don’t know how long it took, and Zhuang Shurong’s mouth raised a satirical sneer, quite disdainful. “If you don’t die, you still have to come back.”

Inexplicably spit out such a sentence, Zhuang Shurong will no longer say anything, Yi Xing's closed magazine began to close his eyes against the back of the chair.

Even if I wanted to ask something down in the summer night, I saw that Zhuang Shurong looked like this, and I had to take it back, but she could clearly feel that Zhuang Shurong seemed to reject Gu Lingsha very much...

When I arrived at the hospital, it was just nine o'clock. On the summer night, I sent Ji Zitong directly to Yuheng. I went to Zhuang Shurong to check it. Because I had made an appointment directly, I didn’t have to queue up. I didn’t go in for a while. I finished the inspection.

The two mothers came to the backyard of the hospital and sat on the bench under the tree waiting for the test results.

"Right, the phenomenon of foot cramps should be reduced recently? Let Wang sister lick a lot of bone soup for you to drink, do not know if there is any effect?"

Zhuang Shurong was very concerned about asking.

"Less a lot, rest assured, just the doctor did not say it, the baby is very healthy."

"That's good, just rushing to wait for your mother to come back, you can also hug your grandson. I also regretted that I couldn't watch you go through such a journey a few days ago."

“Does mom often contact my mother?”

Xixia night was a little surprised to see Zhuang Shurong.

Zhuang Shurong nodded. "Nature, I also chatted with your mother. Before, her eyes were fine. Wechat chatted very well. Now I can only call, but I believe she will be able to get better soon."

Zhuang Shurong is quite optimistic. She used to be a classmate with Shen Wenna. Now she can develop into a good friend, and it is not bad, and they are still family!

The two of you, the two of you, talked with me one by one, naturally it was quite harmonious and happy. However, when this scene fell into the eyes behind it, it suddenly changed its taste.

Gu Lingsha stood on the ladder of the aisle and looked at the smiling and wandering two people sitting on the bench. The pale face was faint and somewhat sullen. The blue eyes were strange and complicated, and I saw it aside. Yang Sheng is also very confused.

"Miss Gu, is the director of the Shengshi, and the dean of Zhuang, it is really rare to see the dean of the court, and it is difficult to see her on weekdays!"

For Zhuang Shurong's serious stereotypes, Yang Sheng was already heard, so he couldn't help but say a word.

Gu Lingsha listened, and a cold light passed through the bottom of his eyes, and he sneered a sneer.