My Demon Tyrant And Sweet Baby

Mu Zhi didn't think there was anything.

But Mu Zhang thought this flash marriage couple was funny.

But it’s right to think about it. Everyone is accustomed to freedom. Suddenly, there is a bedside person in flash marriage. It takes time to get acquainted with and get used to each other.

After looking at the kitchen twice, Mu Zhang looked back to his younger brother, lowered his voice and asked seriously, "The one who attacked Xiaojun, is her enemy? You will be more careful about what happened tonight."

"Brother, I have asked Jinxuan to help me investigate. I can settle it. You don't have to worry about us." Mu Zhi said mildly. The people at Haichuan Wuguan are too deceptive, and he will come forward to help Xiaojun settle this. all.

Don't think that his Young Master Mu San is a paper tiger, he really provokes him, he can also break the sky.

"Accurately speaking, the person who attacked Xiaojun tonight can not be regarded as an enemy. It can only be said to be a jealous fellow. The Cheng Yiwuguan is spacious and convenient for communication. Haichuan Wuguan has looked at Cheng Yi's place and wants to occupy it. It's only in Cheng Yi's place that these things happened. I guess they've happened before."

It's just that he didn't know Cheng Xiaojun before, so he didn't know the grievances between these martial arts centers.

Mu Zhang nodded.

Competitors have always been jealous. Some people will come to the dark if they know that they can’t do it, and if they don’t do it, they will be hard. They think they have some money and power, and they can get what they want. They despise the law. French Open, that is applauded.

Mu Zhi casually put the invitation letter sent by Gu Pan on the coffee table.

Mu Zhang saw it and asked a little gossiping: "Who gave you the invitation letter."

It seems that his beautiful mother has not received any invitation letter. Someone must have bypassed his beautiful mother and directly contacted his brother.

Mu Zhi had an expression of "Will you watch it by yourself?" Mu Zhang had to pick up the invitation letter and open it. After reading it, he smiled low and asked his brother: "Xiao Zhi, this is Gu's banquet. Miss Gu only called you during the day. It seems that she likes you a lot. Do you want to go to the banquet held at her home? Don't worry about being a drunkard but not drinking?"

"They all like to hold banquets. Isn't it normal to invite people in our circle to attend? How come she likes me? I drink well and won't get drunk."

Mu Zhang stared at his younger brother for a full minute, and wanted to knock on his head to see what's inside. Gu Pan's pursuit of action was so obvious that his younger brother didn't believe it.

Finally, Mu Zhang did nothing.

Mu Zhi's personality has grown like this, it's no use they say more.

When he was taken to attend so many banquets, this guy didn't know why his third aunt introduced so many daughters to him, or he was reminded by his brothers.

"Are you going to take Xiaojun? By the way, Xiaojun shouldn't have an evening dress, right? My aunt's niece has been here several times, and you are not at home every time."

Mu Zhi shook his head, "I won't take Xiaojun, and Miss Gu didn't invite her. She won't go there, she will take care of her brother."

"I said I would order some clothes for her, but she always refused. To send her back to the Yiwu Gymnasium tonight is the clothes she wants to go home to get a change of clothes." Mu Zhi spoke and took out her mobile phone to call. Miss Lu, apologize to Miss Lu first, and then change the tailored date.

Mu Zhang looked at this cousin silently.

Participating in a banquet where Gu’s family was obviously “involuntary”, the younger brother didn’t even take Cheng Xiaojun to the party. Although there was nothing wrong with the words, it always made people feel uncomfortable to hear it.

"Xiaojun has no opinion?" Mu Zhang refers to Mu Zhi's visit to Gu's family for a banquet on Saturday.

Mu Zhi asked him back: "What opinion would she have?"

Mu Zhang is speechless.

Yes, it's not that the family doesn't enter the house. The couple are big-hearted, they don't pay attention to details, and they don't think about it.

"Xiaojun just said let me pack some food and give her a taste."

When Mu Zhang thought of the scene of his brother packing food at the banquet, he wanted to hide his face.

However, he didn't remind his brother not to do that, or to let everyone know that Young Master Mu San was personally posting his wife, and he did not forget to help his wife pack some food for the banquet.

The thinking of the brothers was not in the same line. After chatting for a while, Mu Zhang got up and left, and went back to his house to sleep with his wife.

As soon as Mu Zhang left, Cheng Xiaojun called Mu Zhi in the kitchen: "The porridge is ready, do you want to eat it?"

"of course yes."

Mu Zhi got up and walked into the kitchen, and saw that she had washed two large bowls, both of which were full of porridge, and the green vegetables she was fried were also divided into two small bowls.

Hearing the footsteps, Cheng Xiaojun turned his head to look at Mu Zhi, and asked him in a low voice: "Did your brother go? I didn't prepare his share. If he hasn't left yet, we two will hide in the kitchen and eat. Get out."

"My brother is gone. He won't grab food with us." Mu Zhi walked over and picked up a large bowl of porridge on his own. Seeing that the pot was empty, she thought that this woman could really cook. Just cooked two bowls.

Cheng Xiaojun heard that Mu Zhang was gone, and he was relieved. She only remembered that Mu Zhang was here when she was halfway through the porridge.

He took one of the small bowls of green vegetables and handed it to Mu Zhi, and said, "The vegetables are also divided. Let's have more. If you don't have enough, you can make it yourself."

"Just one green vegetable?"

Cheng Xiaojun glanced at him: "How many more do you want? It's so late now. It would be nice to have a bowl of porridge for you to fill your stomach. If I don't cook the porridge, you have to make instant noodles. Be content, you."

Mu Zhi: ...well, when he said nothing.

Since he was born, he has never had such a simple dinner. Rao was exploring outside, and the dry food he prepared was better than now.

Mu Zhi tasted Cheng Xiaojun's stir-fried vegetables. The stir-fry was not delicious, but it was not unpalatable. It was obvious that Cheng Xiaojun's cooking skills were average.

Mu Zhi was thankful that he was not Brother Hao, so he didn't pick his mouth, otherwise he would be hungry at home.

"Don't think the dishes I fried are delicious?" Cheng Xiaojun saw Mu Zhi's reaction. She ate the porridge with a spoon while holding the green vegetables. She was still saying, "I have such a craftsmanship. Now, if your emperor’s mouth is not used to it, I can’t help it.”

"I am not Brother Hao."

Cheng Xiaojun was puzzled, "What does it have to do with your brother Hao?"

"Brother Hao picks up his mouth. He will eat the dishes cooked by a few people, and he won't touch the dishes cooked by other people, no matter how good they are."

Cheng Xiaojun said, "Then if he is starved to death one day, he really deserves it!"

Mu Zhi looked up at Cheng Xiaojun steadily, speechless.

Mu Hao: Fortunately, I married a beautiful wife who is good at cooking. She can eat world food every day. There shouldn't be a day of starvation, so my younger brothers and sisters don't worry.