Chapter 837: Warm (2)

Xi Xia Xiumei also sneaked a bit, thought about it, then he said, "Are you not older than him? Together with him, like Amo, what is wrong with shouting me?"
"With you, I have no opinion. I am also sorry for the death of Wang Qin."
Mu Yanchen said, the action also paused, and the deep sorrow could not restrain the uplifting of some depression. After a while, he continued his movements. "Qi Lei is a good person, growing up in the giants, can keep like His heart is very rare. I also expressed my sympathy for his childhood experience, but blindly escaping concessions and compromising the whole, it is not necessarily enough to make myself better."
Xi Xia night agreed with a nod. "Yeah, there is such a father, it should be very sad. Qi Kai, Qi Qiming also sent Gu Lingsha to take over the Nanjiang project, a few days ago. The woman was still arrogant and came to protest with me. I was very rude to the face, and I must have been very convinced."
After pondering it, Xi Xia night decided that she would tell the story of Gu Lingsha to Mr. Mu, so that her image could not be broken again in Mr. Mu!
"Mr. Mu, don't you think that Gu Lingsha's heart seems to be a little sick? Mom doesn't like her, and Wang Zong, her person looks pretty, and then always feels that her heart is not correct, I am When I saw her at a glance, I felt that I had some rejection of her. Also, Mr. Mu, I can tell you, I always feel that she seems to have other meanings to you. If you see her later, don’t rely on her. If you are too close, don't talk to her. If you don't move, just tell me what 'I have a grudge between Mu and Dust, you can't understand...', it seems like you really have something with her, thinking Very bad, really annoying..."
The girl in the summer night said a lot, talking about the bad things of Gu Lingsha, and her deep dissatisfaction and dislike.
Mu Xiaochen still doesn't know when this little woman can still say this, but after listening to what she said later, his Qingjun's face can't help but smile warmly--
The little woman's tone is faintly sour, and the clear and moving face still carries a smattering of anger, and he is very enjoyable and enjoys!
This is right, he is her, she should be so wary!
For the first time, Mu Zhenchen felt that she was enjoying this kind of care. It felt really wonderful. She didn’t feel that her little woman was so mean and harsh, and she couldn’t help her to be so good in the future!
"My mind is on you. You don't need to care for her. If you hate, don't see her."
Waiting for her to finish, Mu Xichen only calmly responded to this sentence, "I said that she is not simple, behind... let me come, Qi Lei here, I will find a way, I will return to Shenzhai tomorrow. Let's take a look at things with your grandfather. When you get used to it, take over Fuhua. I know this time, thanks to my grandfather."
"Well, my grandfather has already prepared a dozen. You won't blame me for asking for help from my grandfather. Anyway, I don't think I can stop the Nanjiang project. It was the same as that of Gu Lingsha that day. Some can't stand it."
Xi Xia turned around and looked at him.
"How come? My wife is so domineering, Mr. Mu will only be happy, well, take a break after packing, and pick up his son tomorrow, I miss him."
"Well, he will laugh. The little looks slowly open. It looks a bit like you. Mom said that his son is exactly the same as when you were a kid. You pull his hand, he will also hold you, very cute, Xiaorui likes it. He often sees him squatting at the cradle and talking to the baby. Hey, Mr. Mu, waiting for the son to be a little bigger, let's regenerate a daughter? We have two sons, and we have a daughter..."
Speaking of my son, Xi Xia night is naturally a little excited, and I can’t help but repeat it.
Mu Dashao couldn't help but have a headache. He threw the towel on his hand to the side of the chair and pulled the quilt down to the bed. He said, "Would you really be born then? What if the next one is a son?" ? Both are!"
Besides, he has been doing assault for half a year, and has not yet lifted the ban. On such a day, he really did not want to, and, the next one can not survive, her body...
The summer night girl saw that he was not very happy, and suddenly tightened his brow and made up the past --
"You promised!"
"No!"
"Mr. Mu..."
"Sleep..."
......
Later, I did not come up with a decision. I also slept in the summer night.
The long-lost warm embrace of course made her sleep very sweet, no dreams overnight, and when she woke up the next day, the outside sun had already grown old.
She stretched her arms in the summer night. However, she had just moved, and the warmth of the heat behind her immediately hugged her. She turned her head and saw that the man was still asleep.
"It’s still early, sleep again, and talked to my grandmother and went back to lunch at noon.

He noticed her gaze, her eyelids were not lifted, she changed her posture, and took her in her arms to continue to sleep.
In the detention center, sleeping on the hard bed board for more than half a month, Mu Xiaochen feels that the present time is just like heaven!
The girl in the summer night naturally knows his mind, and suddenly smiles a little, only to reach out and pull his big hand around his waist. "You sleep, it's nine o'clock, I get up and wash, by the way, breakfast. Wang Sister, they are not there."
"Then work hard lady."
He opened his eyes and folded his hands behind his head. He enjoyed watching her get up and looking for clothes to change...
When I was waiting for the dust, I had breakfast for Xi Xia night. The husband and wife simply used up the breakfast and went straight to the old house.
Today is a very sunny day. At ten o'clock, the sun is already very bright. Near the day of May, the weather is slowly warming up. The summer night has also changed to a very fresh light beige. The spring dress is equipped with a small suit, and the admiration next to it is a silver-black slim suit, which looks quite harmonious.
On the road, driving is the dust.
"Mr. Mu, let's take a nickname for my son. I feel that my son's name is quite formal. It's not very good to take a nickname. Xiaorui is OK."
Xi Xia night remembered what Wang Hui had said to her before, and asked for a look at the man next to him.
"So what do you think is good?"
His eyes are still focused on the front, and the speed is very fast.
"Just call it, I hope that we will be safe in the future."