Young Master Chu's sweetheart wife

Song Qianxi asked: "Have you been standing here for a long time?"

Chu Muhan replied: "No, just for a while, stand here and watch the night view of Ancheng."

Longhua high-end apartment has a good location, and you can see the night view of half of the city.

The lights are dim, and the stream is endless.

This is something you can't experience at Xingshan Villa.

The two of them just stood next to the wall, looking at the night scene silently...

After a long time, Song Qianxi said aloud: "You can enjoy it slowly, I have to prepare a new comic."

She turned around and entered the room. Chu Muhan, who heard footsteps on the other side, wanted to enter with her, but a wall blocked all his thoughts. He touched the texture of the wall and pondered, "How about digging a door?"

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Upstairs, Song Mianmian, who was sitting on the bed, was distraught.

Everything went according to her plan, but unknowingly deviated from the track.

Song Qianxi is a threat to her!She must be eradicated!

Song Mianmian looked at the time, Ji Moyang had already left for half an hour.

She got up and put down her trouser legs, Xun Xun didn't bite her flesh.

When he walked out of the kitchen, he saw Ji Moyang standing in front of the electric kettle in a daze, and the electric kettle had already been snoring and steaming because of boiling, and a cloud of white smoke was already condensing above the kitchen.

Ji Moyang stood there blankly as if he had never heard of it.

Song Mianmian frowned, stepped forward to unplug the plug, and poured boiling water into the kettle.

She asked puzzledly, "What's wrong with you?"

Ji Moyang came back to his senses, his thoughts were full of thoughts, and he said in a concentrated voice: "Don't you know about the sixth day?"

Hearing this, her heart skipped a beat, she couldn't help clenching the hem of her clothes nervously, her brain was running fast, thinking about countermeasures.

Ji Moyang stared at her like a torch, and as time passed, the doubts in his heart rolled like a snowball...

Song Mianmian lowered her head to prepare her emotions, and when she looked up again, her beautiful eyes were clouded with mist, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to forget. But...the letters you sent me before, many of the letters you sent me were torn up by my sister before I saw them." ..."

She took Ji Moyang's hand, and said aggrievedly: "I dare not tell you, I'm afraid it will affect your mood, I'm sorry... I seem to have missed your most precious memory..."

She covered her face in self-blame, tears leaking from between her fingers.

When Ji Moyang saw her tears, all doubts dissipated in an instant, and he quickly comforted her, "Don't cry, I don't mean to blame you, I just wonder why you don't know the sixth day of junior high school."

Song Mianmian bit her lip and said pitifully, "Then are you willing to tell me now? I want to make up for the past."

"Okay, I'll tell you." Ji Moyang said, "Chu Liu was the husky I raised when I was young. At that time, it was the only one with me. I had a deep relationship with him. Two years ago, Chu Liu died of old age."

Two years ago... Song Qianxi was Xun Xun who was raised at that time...

What a deep scheming!

"I'm sorry... I couldn't comfort you when you needed it most." Song Mianmian put her arms around Ji Moyang's neck, stepped on his feet and planted a light kiss on his lips, as if comforting, and whispered: "I'll move here tomorrow. "

"Didn't you say you were going to finish this time?"

"I miss you." She said softly, with a hint of coquettishness.

She wanted to be more reserved, because it is too easy to get a man and not cherish it, but Song Qianxi lives downstairs, she is too uneasy, like a time bomb tied to her body, it will explode at any time.

Ji Moyang's eyes suddenly sank, Song Mianmian saw through his thoughts, and said softly, "Brother Moyang, I can."