Chapter 476: Would you like to make a bet (1)

Remember [EbookFREE.me] for one second, update fast, no pop-up window, free to read!
Chapter 476, do we want to make a bet (1)
"Then we will go back to Nancheng..."
"We won't go back." Xihe looked at his sister and whispered.
Stay away from the South City, in order to make that secret forever a secret, that secret is a scandal for Mujia, for her Xihe, she only wants to protect Xihang, her only sister.
"Sister..." Xi Hang frowned.
"Okay, let me go out with the dishes, I have already done it."
Xi Hang knows that she doesn't want to talk about this issue anymore, and that Mucheng is in the middle of the night, and it is really not a good time to talk about this issue.
She nodded and took the dish out.
"Right, brother-in-law and Aunt Zhou?"
"They went out, don't worry about them, they will come back later." This is very sure.
Shen Xianfei has nowhere to go in Ancheng, the wallet and luggage are still there, even if he is hard to go, he has to come back and take things.
Xihe had a good soup for the private, and he warmed his mouth and said: "Mom, I don't want to eat."
Xihe looked at her: "Have you eaten a few cakes?"
He warmed out three fingers, and he was anxious: "You ate three? I am not letting you eat one? He warmed, how many times did the mother say to you? You can't eat too many snacks before eating.

"Can you eat after eating?" He asked warmly.
"No, because you can't eat too much..." Wait, this is not the point, the point is: "He warm, don't give me a topic!"
"Mom, I am wrong, the cake is so delicious, and..." He warmed up the first city, his little face licked on his arm: "I have fed a lot of uncles, I am not One person has finished three pieces..."
Mu Chucheng looked at the small meat ball that was close to him and picked up his eyebrows. He obviously ate a cake. This little meatball actually tried to escape from scolding and even wanted to pull him into the water.
"You still lie!" Xi and his face were serious: "Uncle Mu does not like to eat sweet at all..."
When she said it, she felt that something was wrong. She stopped the sound immediately, but it was too late. Mu Chucheng put down the chopsticks and looked at her. The corner of her mouth was printed with a smile like a smile: "How do you know that I don't like sweet things?

Xihe soon calmed down: "Men don't like to eat sweet things."
Her voice fell, and she immediately gave her a teardown: "Whoever said, Dad likes to eat sweet, the last time Grandma bought three cakes, he ate two..."
Xihe: "..."
She clearly saw that Mu Chengcheng’s eyes were full of jokes, and that looking deeper, it was actually with inquiry.
Xi Hang quickly said: "Warm, you eat too much cake, if you can't eat, you will drink the soup."
"Okay, little."
He warmed up and sipped, and the whole restaurant heard her voice, because no one spoke.
After dinner, Zhou Zhen and Shen Xianfei have not returned.
Because Xihang is now in the third year of high school, she is very nervous. When she has eaten, she goes back to the room to review her homework, and Xihe cleans up the dishes and goes to the kitchen to wash.
Xi warmly and enthusiastically pulled the arms of Mucheng’s first city: "Uncle Mu, I originally wanted to take you to visit my room, but Xiao Yan was studying inside. Mom said that Xiao Xiao was on the third year of high school. He couldn’t just go in and disturb her. Learn."
Mu Chucheng asked casually: "You and a small room in your room?"
In fact, the pattern of the house can be seen at a glance, three rooms and two halls, it is estimated that Zhou Zhen lives in a room, Xihe and Shen Xianfei are a room, then Xi warm and Xihang a room.
"I live with my mom and my mother in a room, Dad, Grandma, they are one room."
Mu Chucheng's mouth micro-hook: "Do you live with your mother? Have you lived together?"
"Daddy came back and we lived together."
"Where did he go before?"
He warmed his mouth and said: "I don't know, but I haven't seen him and my grandmother before. They just came back recently. My mother used to tell me that my father went to work in the field, so now came back……"
Mu Chucheng's long arm is on the edge of the sofa: "Warm, do you think your mother likes your father?"
Xi warmed and shook his little head, his face was helpless and distressed: "I don't know, they often quarrel with each other."
He warmed up and finished speaking. Xihe had already come out of the kitchen. She untied the apron and set aside, and saw Mucheng, who was still sitting on the sofa. She snorted: "Why haven't you gone yet?"
Mu Chucheng looked at her with a cold look: "Why, let me go?"
Xihe pointed to the clock hanging on the wall, and pulled out a smile: "Mr. Mu, time is not early, we have to rest, warm to go to school tomorrow, Mr. Mu, you are a patient now, you need to go back to rest. ""
Mu Chucheng hooked her finger at her, she said: "What?"
"You are not saying that I am a patient? Come over and help me."
Xihe: "...you just didn't come up yourself?"
She looked at him very well, and did not need people to help!
"I just because I walked too much during the day, now my foot hurts. You don't come over soon. What do you do? You raise me?"
Xihe: "..."
She walked helplessly, and took Mucheng from the sofa, and told him to warm: "Warm, you wait for your mother at home for a while, and my mother sent uncle downstairs."
He warmly posed to Mucheng’s first hand:
Mr. Uncle, goodbye.

Xihe helped Muchucheng to the elevator, pressed the elevator, and felt that the air was out of breath. After entering the elevator, she leaned on her side and gasped, and found that Mucheng was staring at her. She frowned. "Do you stare at me for what?"
Mu Chucheng pointed out her earrings, and the thin lips were close, sticking to her ear: "To be honest, Xihe, I really miss you."
Xihe raised an eyebrow and smiled: "I think I have more people. Why do you feel that you can get me?"
The smile of the mouth of Mu Chucheng is very evil: "There are more people who want me to get it, Xihe, why do you think I can't get you?"
"Mr. Mu likes a woman who has a husband?"
"That's the taste."
"A lot of married young women outside."
The head of Mu Chucheng pinched the chin of Xihe: "But I will see you as a married woman."
Xihe looked at his deep eyes: "You dare to touch me and try, my husband will kill you."
Mu Chucheng's peach blossoms sparkled, like the best laughter he heard: "What do you think he can do with soft-shrimp?"