After the rebirth became popular in the entertainment circle, the scumbags regretted it

Chapter 551 Tongyanwuji

Author: Ji Shuo

Chapter 551 Tongyanwuji

After taking the shawl, Mingdai did not go to the terrace again.

The later it gets, the cooler the temperature is in the mountains.

After standing on the terrace for a while, the cool breeze almost gave her goosebumps.

We have almost finished enjoying the scenery, not to mention we still have two full days in the mountains, so there is no rush.

Before dinner, she went upstairs to her room.

The villa has three floors in total, with two rooms on each floor on the second and third floors.

He Mu's room was on the third floor, so the room assigned to Mingdai was also on the third floor. The doors faced each other and were connected by a long corridor with a faint scent of pine wood.

After Mingdai's luggage was delivered, it had already been sorted out by the aunt at home - the dresses had been taken out and ironed and hung in the cloakroom, toiletries and skin care products were spread out on the dressing table, and the shoes were placed in the shoe cabinet.

Everything here...is neatly packed.

In addition to the things Mingdai brought herself, there is also a set of equipment prepared by Uncle Meng, ranging from satin pajamas, aromatherapy essential oils, beauty equipment, skin care cosmetics, to the latest movie magazines, collectible old movie videos, etc.

It is said that it corresponds to Mingdai's preferences in all aspects.

Ming Dai even discovered that even the bedding products had been replaced by her usual brand.

Could it be that Uncle Meng specifically asked her assistant?

Mingdai raised her eyebrows in surprise, once again having a new understanding of the professional housekeepers of these big families.

The meaning of lighting the dinner is that it seems to be easy to prepare.

Of course, Mingdai must not know that what looks like an ordinary stir-fried baby cabbage is actually made by blanching the baby cabbage that has been cooked for more than ten hours. The baby cabbage is filled with the broth and becomes crispy.

Tender, fresh and sweet, Mingdai finished half of the plate by herself.

After finishing this "simple" meal, Mingdai went back to her room and changed into a long-sleeved silk ink print skirt and a thin white knitted jacket. She agreed with He Mu to go for a walk outside.

Although the villa area in the mountain behind Zhuquan is sparsely populated, and not a single house can be seen for several hundred meters, there is still no shortage of hardware facilities such as night walking trails, and they are in excellent repair, and the scenery is unparalleled.

When Ming Dai was sitting in the car going up the mountain, she heard He Mu say that the night walking trails here were not very scenic. After dinner, she was eager to go out for a walk.

Before going out, Ming Dai had already walked to the entrance of the villa, and was called back by He Mu, who put two mosquito repellent bracelets on her wrists.

“There are many mosquitoes in the mountains at night.”

He Mu explained and took out two more mosquito repellent bracelets.

Ming Dai thought He Mu was for his own use.

The next second, He Mu squatted down in front of her, bent down willingly, lowered his head, and put the two mosquito repellent bracelets on her ankles.

Ming Dai was stunned at first, then jumped in surprise, and reflexively shrank back, trying to avoid He Mu's movements.

Naihe and Mu reacted too quickly, faster than her.

He gently stretched out his fingers to grasp Mingdai's thin ankles, controlling her movements not to retreat. The slightly hot fingertips touched the slightly cool skin, and the heat seemed to burn all the way to his heart.

Mingdai's cheeks turned red and hot as quickly as possible, and her ears were dyed crimson.

"Don't move."

The voice, as low as a dusk drum, sounded more like a bewitchment.

Mingdai's brain was still immersed in shock, but her feet were out of control of her brain. They were obediently under He Mu's hands. She no longer struggled at all, but allowed He Mu to move.

He Mu leisurely put on the two mosquito repellent bracelets and made sure that Mingdai was fully protected and could completely prevent mosquitoes from invading. Then he stood up and met Mingdai's slightly startled gaze.

"What's wrong?"

He Mu's question was so natural, as if it was strange that Ming Dai would be surprised.

Mingdai was speechless.

She moved her eyes and saw Uncle Meng standing not far away, about to send them both out. He was so shocked that his mouth opened wide and his eyes were dull. He has not recovered yet. It can be seen that when he saw He Mu Weiming with his own eyes,

The scene of Dai squatting down was so shocking to the soul.

...Sure enough, she was not the only one who was surprised.

Mingdai's voice was stiff: "Why?"

Hemu knew what she was asking, smiled and leaned slightly, staring at her: "Do you need a reason?"

Mingdai didn't understand, the emotions in her heart seemed to be stirred by a big hand, sore and joyful at the same time.

He Mu raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair: "To you, I am just your boyfriend."

Not the youngest son of the He family, not Mr. He.

Putting aside those auras, he is just Ming Dai’s boyfriend.

So, a girl’s boyfriend bent over to put on a mosquito repellent bracelet for her... What’s so strange about this?

Mingdai couldn't help but smile, her eyes filled with light——

After two lives, from childhood to adulthood, she has rarely been cherished like this.

But here with He Mu, she seems to be able to put aside all worries. She is the treasure and princess he holds in the palm of his hand. She is protected by him and has no worries every year since then.

"You are so kind...you are always so kind..." Mingdai murmured, slightly absent-minded, "If we break up in the future..."

Before the "hand" at the back could say anything, Mingdai was faced with a palm, covering the lower half of her face and covering her next words in her mouth.

"Ugh!"

Ming Dai opened her eyes wide, and the soft flesh on both sides of her cheeks were pressed up, making her look inexplicably cute.

Feeling the tingling sensation of soft lips touching the palm of my hand, Mu's Adam's apple rolled, and her face looked solemn.

"Don't say anything unlucky."

...It just focuses on a superstition.

Ming Dai was overjoyed, and the light in her eyes swayed, as if the stars were falling from the sky.

He Mu, who was laughed at, still had no intention of changing and wanted to explain:

"Children's words are unbridled."

Mingdai's smile was stunned.

...she is a child?

"snort."

Wrinkling her nose in dissatisfaction and raising her delicate chin, Ming Dai walked past He Mu and left.

A smile appeared on He Mu's lips and he stretched out his hand towards Uncle Meng.

Uncle Meng hurriedly handed over the shawl.

Looking at Uncle Meng's face again, all those surprises have been put away and he has returned to calm.

Of course, He Mu didn't care either.

Grabbing the shawl, she turned around and strode away, and soon followed Ming Dai.

Ming Dai was dissatisfied with her "childish words" and turned her head away arrogantly, not talking to He Mu who caught up with her.

But she really didn't have any temper, and He Mu didn't know what he said, but in a blink of an eye, she made her smile brightly, and she looked up to look at He Mu again.

He Mu was also smiling. His eyebrows, which were always covered with frost and snow, were incredibly soft. At this moment, he lowered his head slightly and spoke to Ming Dai in a low voice, delicate and gentle.

The figures of the two people standing next to each other gradually drifted away under the night light.

Behind him, Uncle Meng looked at the tall and petite shadows cast on the stone road, clinging to each other intimately and sweetly. The shock that still remained in his heart gradually faded away, and was replaced by a deep sense of relief.

Thinking of the young and mature He Mu, the stoic He Mu, the He Mu who doesn't like to interact with others...

A big stone that Uncle Meng had been holding in his heart for many years fell to the ground:

"What a great time."

(End of chapter)