The Stupid Missy Glows Up After Marriage

"Don't just speak nicely then."

"will not."

Some things he won't let it happen again.

After coming out of Ye Zheng's house, Meng Ying's mouth was always smiling.

Seeing her smile, Mu Yuansheng used force again and squeezed her hand tightly.

"Why are you so hard?" Meng Ying looked down at the interlocking hands.

"I'm very lucky." Mu Yuansheng said, "I almost lost you."

Meng Ying listened to these old-fashioned love words, and it was quite useful.

"Then you have to hold me firmly. After all, in my eyes, someone can replace you."

"Who?" Mu Yuansheng suddenly became alert.

"Namsang."

Mu Yuansheng pursed his lips.

Meng Ying paid attention to his small expression, "You are familiar with it."

Mu Yuansheng looked out the car window unnaturally.

"Is Nan Sang you?" Meng Ying leaned over, planning to ask the bottom of it.

Mu Yuansheng's ears are reddish.

Meng Ying touched his ear, "Is that your clone, or the shadow?"

If there is no question about the result today, she will not give up.

Women don't need to be too sensible.

Sometimes it is okay to be unreasonable.

"If you don't say anything, I'm going to be rough. Now I want to **** you, it's a matter of minutes." Meng Ying leaned close to his ear, biting her ear threateningly.

Ah Da, who was driving in front of him, was not bad at hearing, and now he can't wait to be deaf and blind.

However, it was very fortunate to see them returning to the past.

Anyway, it's already like this now. Whatever Jiuye wants, so be it.

People, have fun in time.

Some happiness is something you can't find.

A Da thought, if Meng Ying really became a wife, he would accept it.

"Don't make trouble." Mu Yuansheng pushed Meng Ying lightly, his breathing already hot.

"Nothing? I didn't make trouble. Seriously." Meng Ying's hand has reached his waist.

Mu Yuansheng held down her hand, "Nan Sang is my shadow."

"Shadow?" Meng Ying blinked, "But he is a real thing. I can touch it."

Mu Yuan frowned, "Did you touch him?"

"Don't you know?" Meng Ying was curious. "What did I do to your shadow, shouldn't you be very clear?"

"..."

"If I touch him, isn't it the same as touching you?" Meng Ying continued to output frantically, "I knew he was you, I shouldn't have suppressed myself that much before."

"..."

Mu Yuansheng held down her hand and said in a low tone, "He is different from me."

"Where is it different?"

"He is my shadow, but he is not me."

Meng Ying pointed to the hand shadow on the roof of the car, "Isn't it this shadow?"

"No."

"?"

Meng Ying was at a loss.

Mu Yuansheng explained, “From birth, the family will pick a child who was born at the same time as me and grow up with me. Whatever I do, he will do what he does. Before we were able to go out independently, we all shared the same food. Live and sleep together. Over time, our forms will become 90% similar."

"As long as I leave the Celestial Realm City, he will be stationed in the city instead of me. It is not to handle official duties, but to guard the city gate and record the people who enter and leave."

Meng Ying understood it.

Nansang is the patron saint of Mu Yuansheng.

When Mu Yuansheng is not there, Nan Sang will protect everything for him in secret.

"Won't he leave Heavenly Realm City?"

"will not."

"Then why does he look like you?" Even if he grows up together, his behavior can be imitated, but his appearance cannot be changed.

"He was selected from the Mu clan."

Meng Ying suddenly realized.