My Third Gentleman

Chapter 802 Self-investing in the net (1)

Su Ran was even more proud. He looked at Jun Xiang with his small eyes and snorted him, "You still love me both. You are a big bad guy. You are not allowed to eat this dish."

"Why don't I eat anymore, I'm going to eat..." Jun Xiang said, grabbing a piece of cowboy bones with chopsticks and sending it to his mouth.

Look, within thirty seconds, Young Master Jun's IQ will be lowered by his little fiancée.

Wushuang smiled and shook his head again, took another piece and put it in the bowl of the man beside him, and said softly, "You like this the most, eat it."

Mu Jinchen felt warm in his heart and squeezed Wushuang's little hand from the table before he began to eat gracefully.

The same dining table, two pairs of Bi people, two completely different styles, achieve two completely different happiness.

Happiness is not inevitable, there are thousands of ways in love, and the one that suits you is the best.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the evening that the pair of live treasures were sent away.

It was 11:30 in the night when Wushuang came out from the shower. She was so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes. She sat in front of the dressing table, wiping her hair with a towel in her hand.

The man who was lying on the bed reading a book couldn't stand it anymore, put down the book in his hand, walked to the little woman, took the towel in her hand, and gently wiped her.

Wushuang sat on the chair, lazily closed one eye and glanced at the man secretly, and simply hugged his thigh.

Mu Jinchen naturally pleased Mu Jinchen with this act like acting like a baby. When the little woman became gentle, her cold heart would melt instantly.

Fu Zhixin leaned over and kissed her on the cheek before taking the hair dryer on the side to dry her hair a little bit.

The little woman had not spoken, let him move, and when he put down the hair dryer, she found that the little woman had fallen asleep leaning on him.

He sighed slightly, and carefully walked toward the tatami with Wushuang in his arms.

Wushuang just took a shower, and the skin on her face was blushing. The man leaned over to cover her with a quilt. The familiar fragrance came. The same shower gel, but after she used it, she could emit a different look. Taste, that is his woman, his unparalleled taste.

The big hand couldn't help but stroked the little woman's cheek gently, and then dropped a kiss on her forehead.

Just as he was about to get up, the little woman suddenly grabbed his neck and her pink lips were still muttering, "Mu Jinchen... sleepy... sleeping..."

Mu Jinchen twitched the corners of her lips, touched the little woman's forehead, and then softly dropped a kiss on her cherry lips, "Good dream, my girl."

Then she pulled down her hand from the other end of the bed and gently embraced the little woman in her arms, and then it was a good night's dream.

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In a blink of an eye, it was Xia Jinrong's first seven. According to the customs of City S, the first seven are ghost festivals, and it is also the day when the soul returns home for the first time. Sacrifices are required.

The summer garden in the early morning was not as deserted as it used to be, and the old housekeeper ordered the servant to prepare the items for the sacrifice early.

After this period of buffering, the Xia family basically accepted the fact that Xia Jinrong was no longer there, but on this day, the air pressure in Xia Garden was still very low, and a lot of sadness had just dissipated just now, and it seemed that it was slowly gathering again.

Jing Hongyuan and Xia Muxue got up early to take care of each other. Xia Muxue had to rely on her wheelchair, so Jing Hongyuan stayed by her side all the time.

(End of this chapter)