Deep marriage: Mu Shaomi loves his little sweet wife

The little girls around looked sideways and chatted excitedly, as if they were the ones whose hair was pulled at the moment, not Jiang Yuyan.

"Ah! So handsome, so Jiang Yuyan..."

"If only I could be treated like this by him!"

"Hey! I think you should take it easy! Do you have a beautiful girlfriend?"

"Hey! Can't you stop irritating me?"

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Seeing Mu Chengling's smug smile, Jiang Yuyan felt furious, "I knew you did it on purpose!" Her face turned even redder, as if her face was burning to the extent that she had never before tonight. down too.

She really discovered Mu Chengling's evil taste more and more recently. Mu Chengling hooked the corners of his lips, leaned forward suddenly, almost bit Jiang Yuyan's ear, and said with a numb touch, "Aren't you Do you think you have gained weight recently? It just makes you lose weight!"

Immediately, Jiang Yuyan's face turned red with anger, and she gritted her teeth, but from a distance, the actions of the two of them were ambiguous.

Jiang Yuyan hated that her hands were full of things, otherwise she would have pushed Mu Chengling away.

Jiang Yuyan could clearly feel that the surroundings were boiling again.

She glared at Mu Chengling viciously, Mu Chengling seemed to be enjoying her current mood, and reached out to touch her face, which was a bit like when Ran Ran was in love.

"Okay, then let me thank you!" Jiang Yuyan said angrily, and then said even more angrily, "Talk away from me, otherwise people will misunderstand what I really have with you? We are strangers now... ...Stranger, OK?"

In the past two days, it seems that she has been too tolerant of him, and he has become more and more presumptuous.

In fact, she was afraid that in such an intimate contact, the waitresses around her would kill her directly with their eyes, so she didn't want to die in such a vague way.

The instigator was only Mu Chengling's monstrous face.

After leaving the mall, the things in his hands finally returned to Mu Chengling's hands. Jiang Yuyan glared at him and said lightly, "You still have self-knowledge."

Mu Chengling rubbed against her rather doglegly, and said with a smile, "How can I make my wife tired."

wife!This is already the second time he said this word tonight, this time Jiang Yuyan didn't argue with him, but stood quietly and looked at him, and he also stood quietly by the side of the street.

It was not very late at the moment, and there were still people coming and going on the street. She felt that there were many people coming and going from them, but time seemed to stop between the two of them.

"Are you serious?" She opened the corners of her lips slightly and asked softly, her eyes were sincere, and the brows were trembling slightly.

Crash!Mu Chengling threw the bag in his hand to the ground, stepped forward to hold Jiang Yuyan's face in two steps, his chin was slightly tilted, and kissed Jiang Yuyan's slightly parted lips.

Jiang Yuyan forgot to struggle, and stared wide-eyed at Mu Chengling's tightly closed brows and eyes, between the brows that were forgetful.

God!This is on the street.In the next second, Mu Chengling's moist tongue pierced in, conveying the emotion to her. She admitted that she only fell into his carefully crafted love net at that moment.

There were shouts of people around.

"Wow! Together, together..."

Jiang Yuyan blushed, pushed away, covered her face with her hands, and said shyly, "What are you doing? This is the street."

Mu Chengling knew that she wasn't really angry, she just blushed from embarrassment, but that look was quite cute, she urged him, "What are you still looking at, hurry up..."

Mu Chengling followed her with a big smile, holding the bag in one hand and holding her in his arms with the other. The two walked to the wide path, the moonlight elongated their figures, and time seemed to be passing by. This moment stands still...

A man in a white shirt knocked on a red lacquered retro palace door with a stern face, and a man's gentle voice came from inside.

The tall figure of the man fell into the darkness, and the huge room was filled with the scent of sandalwood. Although it was daytime, the curtains were not opened in the room, so that the whole room was plunged into pitch-black darkness.

The man in the white shirt walked in front of the man and said in a low voice, "Mr. He, there have been traces of Nuwa Stone recently. Someone saw it appearing in the UK, and the carrier was an Asian."

He Tianyu frowned, and suddenly sat up straight from the soft sofa, with a serious expression on his face, "Have you found out who it is?"

The man in the white shirt paused, and said a bit embarrassed, "Not yet, but the people we sent have been following him..."

He Tianyu pinched the center of his brows, his voice returned to his coolness, and he said expressionlessly, "Got it, go down, check it now..."

After the man in the white shirt left, he went to the top floor, where there was a room specially prepared for Zeng Rieman.

For three years, she had been in a coma. It was so long that he and Yanyan almost forgot that there was another person in their lives, but they didn't draw any pen and ink on their lives.

The room is huge, equipped with a constant temperature air conditioner and humidifier, and flowers will be delivered by a dedicated person every day. Today's one happens to be Zeng Liman's favorite lily.

She slept on a huge double bed, which was made from European custom-made all-sandalwood, which exuded faint sandalwood.

He Tianyu walked to the soft couch beside her bed and sat down, then held Zeng Liman's slender hands, which hadn't touched anything in three years.

The nails of her beautiful hands are well-proportioned, and someone comes to help her trim them from time to time, so her nails are beautifully trimmed, with rounded arcs.

Three years ago, she just fell asleep for a long time, but in the past three years, she never woke up and fell asleep all the time.

Relying on the liquid food and the oxygen mask, her fingers were thin and fair, and the blood vessels could be seen clearly, even the beating frequency of the blood vessels was clearly visible.

He Tianyu's fingers walked back and forth on the back of her hand, his face full of affection.

"Riemann, do you know how cruel you are? You have left me behind for three years, and you still refuse to open your eyes to look at me..." He Tianyu put Zeng Liman's hand to his lips, feeling a little bit sorry He spoke helplessly.

There was only a response to his words in the empty room. He wished that Zeng Rieman could wake up and brush his brows with these slender and boneless hands as before, brushing away his grief and troubles.

But all this is his empty fantasy.

Zeng Liman was still lying quietly on the bed, not waking up at all, his chest heaved and his heart was filled with grief.

He suddenly said again, "Riemann, the dragging time between us is too long. You were the woman I identified when you were still in junior high school. The woman I have lived with all my life. Even if you were seriously ill three years ago, I never thought about it." Give up on you, and now I won't..."

When he said this, complex emotions flashed in his eyes, but they quickly dissipated. A smiling and clever face flashed in his mind, and the corners of his lips could not help but smile, "But, you know what? ? I recently met a lovely woman who..."

He Tianyu tilted his head to the alarm clock again, recalling Jiang Yuyan's frown and smile when he spoke, as if he could easily outline her outline on the alarm clock, "She is very beautiful, oh, by the way, she looks very similar to the child we adopted. Like oh. I was just curious about her at first, but after a long time I really admit that my psychology has become biased."

He was a little guilty, and held Zeng Liman's hand firmly, as if begging for forgiveness, "I know you will forgive me, don't you?"

Zeng Liman was still lying quietly on the hospital bed, without moving his eyelids, as if he had died. If it wasn't for the beating veins on the back of his hand, he would really think that she was not by his side anymore.

But how could he give up on her? Even if she might not wake up for the rest of her life, his heart would be transferred to other women, but Zeng Liman was already like a family member to him.

How can relatives give up so easily?

He Tianyu seemed to think of something again, took Zeng Liman's hand and said with a smile, "Also...the address of Nuwa Stone has been found, I believe that as long as you get that stone, you will definitely wake up."

In the end, He Tianyu looked at Zeng Liman firmly, and said softly, "Even if there is only a glimmer of hope, I will not give up..."

Mu Chengling asked his assistant to buy flowers and chocolates, and planned to go to Jiang Yuyan's place, but the phone rang suddenly, it was his mother Yan Yan.

Mu Chengling frowned instinctively, but still picked it up. His mother Yan Yan rarely looked for him, but once she did, it would definitely be something bad.

"Come back quickly." Before he could ask what happened, Yan Yan said hastily.

"Mom, what happened? I have something to do tonight." Because Yan Yan talked about Jiang Yuyan last time, Mu Chengling hasn't spoken to Yan Yan directly for a long time.

Yan Yan was also a little anxious, and said helplessly, "Come back first, your grandpa is angry..." Sure enough, at this moment Mu Chengling heard the sound of something breaking on the phone.

Mu Chengling's eyebrows darkened in an instant, and he sneered and said, "Understood!" Then he hung up the phone and called his assistant in.

A man with a crew cut came in, "Boss, do you have any orders?" Since Jiang Yuyan resigned, he didn't plan to hire another female assistant, but recruited a fresh graduate from a top-notch school as an assistant.

"Chen Kejia! Send these things to ****..." Mu Chengling pointed to the flowers and chocolates on the table and said to Chen Kejia.

Chen Kejia immediately understood, and backed out with her things in her arms. Mu Chengling went downstairs and got into the car, and asked Zhang to go to Mu's house with him. ask.

He just said to Mu Chengling calmly, "Mr. Mu, let me drive."

Mu Chengling didn't refuse, sat in the back seat of the car, and sent a text message to Jiang Yuyan, "I have something to do today, so I won't go to your place, remember to check the gift."

Jiang Yuyan never asked too much about his personal affairs, but after a while, his cell phone rang, and there were only three simple words.

"understood."

He squeezed the space between his brows, looked at the vehicles passing by the window, but felt depressed in his heart, would it be possible to lose a piece of her flesh by asking more questions?
All the women who have been with him before want to tie him by their side, but she always puts him in a free range again and again.

And he suddenly felt that he was also the masochistic type. In the past, he didn't want women not to ask more about him. Now that Jiang Yuyan has successfully sat down to this point, he will feel that Jiang Yuyan is not warm enough to him.

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry at the moment, with helplessness drawn from the corner of his mouth, he lit a cigarette, and before the cigarette was completely extinguished, the car had already parked steadily in the Mu's courtyard.

Before Mu Chengling and Zhang went upstairs, just in the downstairs hall, they heard the sound of throwing things and being furious upstairs.

Yan Yan and Xiao Yingying sat in the lobby, neither of them said a word.

"What's going on?" Mu Chengling asked Yan Yan this question. Yan Yan has a weak personality, so she hides in the United States most of the time.

It's been a long time since the last incident, she thought it was over when she returned to Mu's old house this time, so she didn't know that there were more incidents when she came back.