Deep marriage: Mu Shaomi loves his little sweet wife

It is true that she was injured, and it was true that she was shot by He Tianyu, but why was it related to the fight between two powerful enemies, He Tianyu and Mu Chengling?

But once some things become alienated, she really doesn't know where to start, and she doesn't know how to tell her, so she can only drink black tea and get up.

"Actually, it still hurts, but it should be cured soon, otherwise Mu Chengling will make me toss in the kitchen all day long."

"Yu Yan, you are cruel enough."

Where did these remarks and opinions come from?

"...I think I treat myself the hardest." Jiang Yuyan clenched her fist with her right hand and lightly tapped her left shoulder twice with the fist inward.

"...Really!? I mean, it's really hard to choose between two such outstanding men like He Tianyu and Mu Chengling!."

Jiang Yuyan was taken aback, she began to admire her best friend's imagination, "I don't know, I've done everything..."

After sending Chang Yue away, Jiang Yuyan lay down on the bed bored and continued to sleep. When Jiang Yuyan woke up, the sun had already set, she stretched her waist, and then opened her eyes in a daze for a long time. At a loss, I don't know where I am.

Ever since she came back from the hospital, she had never been in Mu Chengling's bedroom. At this moment, the familiar home decoration had become a completely unfamiliar environment to her. Such a sudden strange feeling made her a little flustered. I sat up straight, feeling uncomfortable and sticky.

Only then did I realize that I was sweating in my sleep. It was already autumn. Mu Chengling was worried that her weak body would catch a cold, so she turned on the heating at a constant temperature of [-] degrees in advance, so the heating in the room was extremely high. Well, she likes to cover herself with a thick quilt before going to bed, so she feels more secure. Now that she wants to go to bed, she wears so many clothes, and then sleeps with a quilt, no wonder she is sweating all over.

After sitting blankly on the bed for a while, Cai suddenly felt a little top-heavy, and tiptoed out of bed. She pushed open the door of the bathroom in the master bedroom, and saw her messy makeup and hair in front of the mirror!
...Ah... She almost screamed, she forgot to take off her makeup when she sent Chang Yue away just now, and just lay on the bed drowsy, which is too much to let go.

If Mu Chengling came home suddenly and saw her messy side at this moment, he would probably laugh at her again. Apparently Jiang Yuyan had forgotten that she was a hundred times more embarrassed than this, and Mu Chengling had experienced it herself.

Jiang Yuyan washed up casually, the makeup that was smeared in a hurry was irreparable, and she didn't bother to add another makeup, otherwise she would have to remove it at night, it would be too troublesome, and finally she took a battle bath and appeared on the scene without makeup.What I thought was that no one would see it anyway at home.

Jiang Yuyan is good at this, and Ah Q's spirit can be brought into full play at any time.When Jiang Yuyan came out of the bathroom, there was still no one in the bedroom. Could it be that Mu Chengling hasn't come back after all this?Working overtime again today?Jiang Yuyan felt a little distressed, but was shocked to find that there was a light blue and white striped T-shirt and a pair of jeans on the bed.

Jiang Yuyan smiled and tapped the M logo on the T-shirt.Aunt Zhang is not at home, who prepared this for her?She thought she seemed to have guessed the answer, changed her clothes with a smile on her face, and walked out of the bedroom refreshed.

After sleeping all afternoon, her stomach started to beep. The food she cooked at noon was really unpalatable, so she didn't eat much, and now she felt very hungry.

Walking towards the kitchen, the closer he walked, the sound of footsteps colliding with bowls and chopsticks became more obvious. Jiang Yuyan seemed to be sure that it was Mu Chengling who came back.

Sure enough, from her perspective, she could see that Mu Chengling was arranging the dishes obediently.

Jiang Yuyan stopped her angle for a moment, leaned against the door, and quietly watched Mu Chengling's tall body in the kitchen, hunched over and busy in silence.When Mu Chengling came back, he must have found that Aunt Zhang had been taken away by her, so she had to fiddle with everything on her own. For a moment, a deep smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Yuyan's lips unconsciously.

Mu Chengling had just put away the bowls and chopsticks and planned to go to the bedroom to ask Jiang Yuyan to get up for dinner, when he suddenly looked up and saw her unexpectedly, he felt a jump in anxiety, and hurriedly avoided his eyes, but Jiang Yuyan's calm and natural look was already inexplicable seared into his mind--

Now that she saw it, it was inconvenient for her to stand there any longer, and quietly walked over to where Mu Chengling was standing at the moment, and the fragrance of Jiang Yuyan after bathing was wafting in the air.

And her face, which was full of sleep and water vapor, was extraordinarily beautiful, and such a pair of bright eyes looked at him like this, with burning eyes, and there was a sweet and peaceful smile on the corner of her lips from beginning to end.

Until she walked to his side like that, the tranquil breath pressed against his chest, and in an instant, a hot and scorching breath spread rapidly from his lower abdomen.

Mu Chengling felt that his hand holding the cup was weak.He coughed softly in a very disguised manner, then turned around and poured himself a whole glass of water, and drank it down in gulps.

Jiang Yuyan naturally didn't notice his strangeness at the moment. She touched her already shriveled belly, and all she could see was the exquisite dishes on the table, nothing else seemed like it.

Naturally, Mu Chengling noticed that the dishes he had brought back on the table had already attracted her full attention, so he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

His company affairs these days really make him flustered, so he has nothing to do with her, but he heard the news from Aunt Zhang that Jiang Yuyan has been hiding in the kitchen recently to cook some inedible food. To pass the time, this made Mu Chengling dumbfounded.

Because he had also tasted her cooking, and it was truly horrible. Aunt Zhang even called today and said that it was Jiang Yuyan who insisted on her going home, and that she could give less food to her friend Chang Yue.

Sure enough, as he had guessed, those things made by Jiang Yuyan were not edible at all. In desperation, he asked Zhang Zhennan to prepare the food in advance, and then packed it and brought it back while it was hot.

Seeing the light of surprise in Jiang Yuyan's eyes after seeing the food at this moment, he knew that he had guessed right. This woman really didn't cook anything at noon, and she has been hungry until now.

Jiang Yuyan didn't say a word to him, just took a seat without any politeness, picked it up and ate it contentedly, as if the wind was blowing away.

Mu Chengling looked at her dotingly, then lowered his head and continued to eat his own food. The two of them didn't speak during the meal, nor did they even have anything to do with work. Mu Chengling was very satisfied. The meal was quiet and warm.

The two people at the dinner table didn't speak, they just exchanged glasses tacitly.

While Jiang Yuyan was feasting, Mu Chengling, who was opposite, seemed to have a poor appetite, and kept raising his glass to drink water frequently.

Jiang Yuyan felt more energetic when she was five or six percent full, and her delicate face was radiant.

After drinking and eating, Jiang Yuyan sat on the sofa and yelled at Mu Chengling who was throwing garbage, "unquartdevin!" This sentence is a French phrase, which means a quarter of red wine.

This is a conversation they learned in a French movie when the two were lying together watching a movie. Afterwards, Jiang Yuyan, who is a little bit fond of wine, will start the conversation with this kind of conversation for a drink.Because she thinks her humorous opening always makes Mu Chengling unable to refuse her request.

Knowing that the injury on her body has just healed, Jiang Yuyan asked Mu Chengling to stretch out her index finger timidly, and then acted like a baby, "Just a little bit!"

Mu Chengling couldn't stand Jiang Yuyan's pleading tone the most, so he looked at Jiang Yuyan helplessly, and after hesitating for a while, he still opened a bottle of red wine for her, and then took out a small tall one from his own wine cabinet The cup was poured for Jiang Yuyan, but Mu Chengling, who used to drink with her, didn't drink it now.

Looking at Jiang Yuyan's appearance like a drunkard, with her feet up, her slender legs swaying casually, and her slender hands holding a cup to enjoy, he couldn't help joking, "Why? I'm in a good mood today?"

Jiang Yuyan was taken aback for a moment, and heard the meaning of ridicule in the words. It is true that they have been in a state of cold war during this time, but Jiang Yuyan's state today is very natural, "How do you know that I am not happy?"

Mu Chengling grinned, leaning against her side, with a smile on his mouth, but looked at her softly and straightly, but his attitude was unrestrained, "Do you think I have been the president for nothing all these years!?"

cut!What a narcissistic, arrogant man.

Jiang Yuyan put down the goblet, then rolled her eyes, and glared at him, "I know what's wrong with me, maybe I'm wrong, but you...don't be complacent."

Jiang Yuyan said awkwardly, although she was admitting her mistake, her tone was unwilling.

"Do you have something to tell me?" Mu Chengling had long felt that Jiang Yuyan seemed abnormal today.

Jiang Yuyan's heart trembled, could it be that obvious?She didn't write her emotions on her face, did she? !Really depressed!

"Yes! You are the smartest!" Jiang Yuyan gave him a white look, then raised her foot, but she drank the wine in the goblet with her head raised.

She is a person who gets drunk easily, and for a moment she felt a sense of happiness in her whole body. She stood up and stretched while walking towards the sofa, "Yeah! I have something to tell you, but I don't I know if you will agree to me, after all, you will never listen to me!"

It sounds normal to say this, but it sounds completely helpless.

Jiang Yuyan slumped on the sofa lazily, looked at Mu Chengling's tall figure, and then said frankly, "Suddenly began to think about what ideal is, as if I have nothing to do all day! Although I also feel that it is just me It's hypocritical there, but you know, I'm not fifteen or sixteen years old, when the worldview was just formed, and what others say