The Most Loving Marriage In History: Master Mu’s Pampered Wife

Silently regained his eyes, the smile on his face gradually faded, and finally changed to a calm, and the stars were still as quiet.

When I was drinking tea, I saw someone facing me and took the cup on her side and looked up. The face of the noble and clear Jun Mu was immediately caught in the eyes.

"Going again, your hand is afraid to suffer another crime."

His low-pitched voice floated into his ear, and the summer night slowed down. He looked down at the cup in his hand and found that the tea inside was tilted and it would overflow.

She looked at it and smiled and suddenly let go of her hand -

‘Hey! ’

Only heard a crisp ceramic cracking sound, the cup that had just been pinched on the hand turned into pieces, and the light-colored tea fell to the ground.

"He is my father, you said... you said, how can I be such a father?"

Xi Xia night smiled hard, holding the coffee table in one hand, gently rubbing the sour nose on the back of his hand, silently bowing his head, long hair pouring down, hiding her beautiful little face, he only I can see her shoulders shaking slightly, but the voice is very bitter. "I often wonder, isn't it, what I did wrong with my mother... If you can predict the ending like today... then, it is better to choose I have never met before."

Yes, if you can see the unknown fate, how many people are looking forward to not making such choices at the beginning?

However, if there is so much life, if there is a choice, there will be no chance to look back...

Mu Xiaochen suddenly looked down at the debris on the ground, and the indifferent lip line rose slightly. The low and calm voice of the week also passed. "You are sad because you care."

"I just feel sorry for my mother. They are a very loving couple. I don't know why they have come to this step. My childhood is also a very good time..."

Xi Xia night said faintly, and the emotions began to reappear in the mind.

At that time, there was no Yue Yusi and no Xi Xinyi. Their family of three was really happy.

However, the mother did not expect that the father had already betrayed her...

She was not a few days away from Xi Xinyi’s birthday. When all this beautiful happened, it was actually a continuation of her father’s lies.

Recalling the scenes of those days, Xia night can feel that the father should be deeply in love with his mother, but why is it like this?

Is it because of time?

Deep feelings can't stand the pain of time?

For men, women, isn't it enough?

The only answer to her is that Mu Chenchen gave her a cup of tea.

"Mother, she has always been a person. Although she looks cold and indifferent, it doesn't matter, but I know that she is actually lonely. I don't dare to approach her because I don't know how to face her."

Thinking of her mother Shen Wenna, Xi Xia night only felt a pain in her heart - the mother is actually a stupid and stupid woman.

When I first chose to go out, it was not for her only pride and self-esteem, but also for her father’s career. She chose to compromise and fulfill her father, but now?

"Well, summer night, let it go in the past, don't think about it, have a cup of tea. If you don't want to go back, no one can barely force you."

Mu Xiaochen suddenly did not know how to comfort, can only send the poured tea to the summer night.

The summer night, which had been keeping his head down, slowly raised his head. He saw only the forbearance and stubbornness from her gloomy eyes. His face was pale and he nodded. He took a sigh of relief and quickly recovered. As always, the indifference, the voice is a bit hoarse and dry, "I am fine, I have been used to it."

"Well, don't worry, if you want to go back, I will accompany you naturally."

His low opening and his eyes looked at her quietly.

Xi Xia night shook his head. "I don't want to go. I don't want to turn myself into a play, because I can't enter the show like them. I'm fine, these chores have nothing to do with you, you don't have to Hanging, I used to ask Professor Lin to explain things, you sit down, or continue to help me sort out the bookshelves."

Said, Xi Xia night even squeezed a smile, Xu Ran got up, such a smile reflected in the eyes of Mu Dust, it seems a bit bitter.

Not waiting for Mu Chenchen's response, the figure of Xia Xia has passed over and has a beautiful back.

"Summer night!"

Xi Xia night just stepped out of the two steps, Mu Xiaochen also stood up in an instant, grabbed her arm with her big hand, pulled her to her front, and held her right shoulder with one hand, looking down at her condescending, full of tone. Disagree, "I want to know what marriage we have started is for you? What is not related to me, you explain to me the meaning of these words."

Mu Xiaochen's tone is rare and full of scorn. "I see you are a little bit of my wife's awareness! I don't remember to hang you now, can I remember who?"

The man’s deep and overbearing declaration of his status and qualifications is full of disapproval. With a trace of blame watching the summer night, it looks like a strict brother, teaching his sister...

"I am serious about this marriage, tell me, you are just like me, summer night!"

His deep eyes locked her slightly pale face, and her face became more and more unsightly. After a long silence, it was slightly relieved. "Now, you have nothing to tell me?" ”

"What do you say to you? How do you explain it to you? Explain that I am the original daughter who has fallen to this day, or explain how I have endured it for more than a decade?"

She looked up, the indifferent eyes were filled with stubbornness, and the whole face was cold, not quite the same as the usual tranquility.

Looking at the depth and complexity of his pupils, it is not difficult to see the meaning of concern. Xixia night can only close his eyes and take a breath to calm down his feelings. "I am not feeling well, I don't want to be implicated in you." Get angry with you, admire, don't talk to me, I want to be quiet. It will be good soon, you don't have to worry, Mr. Mu."

Wen Yan, Mu Xiaochen's slightly gloomy complexion eased a little. Seeing that she had not looked over him, she suddenly took a breath. "Well, there is no blame for your meaning. If you can make you better, I will Don't mind if you are angry with me."

The low voice with a touch of sensibility and gentleness, I heard the summer night inexplicably in my heart, and the throat was slightly sour and sour -

In this case, she had hoped to hear from Han Yifeng in countless times, but she never waited until now, she heard it from the mouth of the dust, she realized -

Sometimes, sad, a simple and careful comfort can make her heart's grievances and sourness weaken most of the time...