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

Lisi took a breath and quickly followed up with an umbrella--

"Young master, beware of the body, it is still raining!"

"Young Master!"

The black bodyguard who came to pick up the plane also bowed with respect and respect.

Mu Xiaochen nodded lightly, and his footsteps did not slow down. The low voice passed through the rain curtain of the sky. "Go straight back to Fengju."

After dropping such a sentence, he sat in the car. Li Si quickly went to the door and went to the position of the passenger seat. The dust in the car suddenly shook the window and told him. "Li Si, you should go back first, and the documents will be put on the car. I will take a day off and take a rest tomorrow."

"Okay, young master!"

Leesley dropped the heavy briefcase in his hand to the seat next to Mu Chenchen...

The car slowly moved to the rain screen.

The night is already deep, and the outside is a bleak, sitting in the study on the second floor, the windows are tightly closed, and I can still hear the wind and the outside swaying.

Xi Xia night was sitting in the soft chair under the tall bookshelf, with an open book on his knees, holding his head in one hand, and he was already tired and slept.

Wang Hui had a phone call and rushed back to the old house of Mujia, indicating that he would come over again in the morning. He could hear it from the phone in the summer night. It seemed to be the grandfather who came to the south and seemed to be these days. It was cold and cold, and now it was suffering. Xixia night took Wang Hui out of the door and arranged for the driver to send her back to the old house.

When I returned to Fengju, I called Mu Xiaochen on Xia night, but his mobile phone was always in a shutdown state, and Amo could not find anyone. This made her anxious, but fortunately for dinner. Su Chen gave her a call from other provinces to let her rest assured that Su Nan, he will let the police take care of her, and others, wait for him to go back and say.

This time, Xi Xia night is considered to be a little relieved, a comfortable bath, wash away the exhaustion and bitterness of the body, do a prenatal education for the little things in the belly, until the little things in the stomach are settled, she only Come to the study and look for a book.

During this period of time when he was not there, it was a habit to read a book at night to make hypnosis, and he changed back to someone who slept late.

I don't know when he can come back. She has asked twice. He hasn't given a letter, and she is too lazy to ask.

......

The car slowly stopped at the door of Fengju, and the cold rain outside also had a tendency to get bigger and bigger. The bodyguards supported the umbrella and drove the door to Mu Chenchen. However, Mu Chen was carrying a briefcase and coming down from the car. The bodyguard quickly lifted the **** umbrella in his hand and lifted it on his head. The deep black scorpion condensed a hint of forbearance, carrying his eyes and silently watching the villa in the misty and rainy light. ......

When the calm eyes saw the brightly lit study on the second floor through the rain curtain, it suddenly became a little softer, and then it was slightly frowning, touching the suit pocket in the windbreaker and pulling out a card. While walking to the door with a step.

After opening the door, he reached out and took the **** umbrella on the bodyguard's hand. He said, "Let's go back, don't come over tomorrow, and your little lady will take a day off so that no one can bother to bother."

"Yes, young master!"

Unable to wait for the sound of the bodyguard to fall, the figure of Qing Jun, who has disappeared into the door.

Nowadays it is close to midnight, and Wang Jie and others have already slept, and the villas are quiet.

Mu Xiaochen only opened a dim wall lamp, replaced the shoes on his feet, removed his windbreaker jacket, and went upstairs.

When the door was pushed in, the lights in the banquet hall were dark, and the tiny shattered light was reflected from the study. Although it was just a return to the heart, it was not anxious at this moment, because when I entered the door, Can feel the quiet atmosphere that is exclusive to her.

He threw the clothes on his hand into the sofa, put down his briefcase, and then slowly walked toward the study...

At first glance, I saw a little woman sitting in a soft chair under the bookshelf --

The skinny is not like the words, the elegant and white face can also be a little bit tired and exhausted, the long black hair of the long hair shawl scattered and messy, the length is not changed when he left, the stomach has It’s a lot of weight, and the whole person doesn’t have to say it, it’s very embarrassing.

He felt a pain in his heart, secretly whispered a sentence --

How do a group of hamsters take care of her?

Xi Xia night felt that he was sleeping in a groggy way, and he felt the fresh and familiar atmosphere of the man, and thought that he was in a sleep, struggling for a moment, and suddenly felt that someone was gently helping her get together. Hair, she woke up leisurely, opened her eyes, and caught her eyes, it was a familiar silver black, the neck hanging from the chest was unusually familiar, she snorted, raised her head subconsciously, the man’s The faint and beautiful face is reflected in the eyes...

She thought she was dreaming, and Mumu raised her hand and licked her fascinating eyes. She tried hard to see the man in front of her eyes. When the cold fragrance was accompanied by a dusty servant, she finally realized that it was true. of.

When the eyelids were hot, the throat gave birth to a sour taste. The tearful eyes that couldn’t stand it suddenly, staring at him with a sly star, sucking the nose, and the teardrops of the beans fell. He said dumbly, "How come back now? Didn’t call you?"

Seeing her like this, Mu Xiaochen’s heart was also a tight pain. She quickly reached out to help her wipe away the contaminated tears and lifted her in one hand. The low voice was very emotional. “Well, don’t you come back? Cry. What? How to take care of yourself? African refugees are not as embarrassed as you are."

"Not you hurt?"

Xi Xia night grabbed the clothes on his chest as a handkerchief, wiped a tear, sucked his nose, accused him, leaning against his arms, his hands also subconsciously wrapped around his waist, working hard I took from him a temperature that would make her feel at ease.

"I can see that I am not here, you have a bad time... I am also..."

He finally sighed with a long sigh, and quickly raised his hand to hold her. The five fingers combed her long, soft hair, and the familiar atmosphere came from him, which made him feel inexplicable peace of mind, and the heart was suddenly found. Falling like.

"I miss you……"

He was tightly held, and she struggled for a moment before she lifted her head from his arms, looked up at her face, and stared at him with a faint star, hoarse.