Chapter 860

The last trace of blood on Mrs. Mu's face faded clean and became pale. Her trembling fingers pointed to Mu Junhao, "OK, OK! I'll help you! Mu Junhao, you don't listen to me. Wait and see. When you are cheated by this woman, you will regret it. Don't come to me! "

What happened here attracted a lot of onlookers. Mu Junhao and Mrs. Mu are half public figures. Coupled with their eye-catching appearance, they will soon become the focus of onlookers.

Ah Zhong frowned and strongly held Mrs. Mu's hand. "Madam, if you have something to say, don't let others see the joke."

Mrs. Mu looked around and saw more and more onlookers. Then she angrily threw away a Zhong's hand, gave a cold hum to song Xiaoya and Mu Junhao, turned around and left without looking back.

A Zhong sighed helplessly and bowed slightly to Mu Junhao and song Xiaoya, "young master, let's leave first."

"Uncle Zhong, please advise my mother."

"Don't worry, young master!" Ah Zhong nodded and turned to follow Mrs. mu.

On the way home, neither of them spoke.

Song Xiaoya's eyes are moist when she looks out of the window.

She is not a person who loves to cry. When song's mother beat her, she would not cry. But the words Mu Junhao said to her mother just now made her eyes red.

He said that if he missed her, he would never find her again. Is that what he really thinks?

Silence all the way back to the apartment, go to the mall when two people happy, go home when two people become silent.

He must be very sad for what he said just now?

Thinking of this, song Xiaoya takes a careful look at Mu Junhao.

There was not too much expression on his handsome face, and the amber eyes were hard to distinguish.

Song Xiaoya bites her lip and wants to ask something, but she doesn't know how to do it. Finally, she sighs and follows Mu Junhao in silence. She enters the room, changes her slippers, and then turns over to the door.

At the moment when she closed the door and turned around, a tall figure shrouded in front of her.

One arm hooked her waist, took her back two steps, pushed her to the corner and stopped.

"Mu..." Song Xiaoya was surprised to lift up her white face, a pair of big eyes full of water, and looked at Mu Junhao suspiciously.

Mu Junhao pinched her wrists with both hands, raised her head and pressed it on the wall, then bowed his head to kiss her pink lips.

Until kiss her lips into a magnificent red, just satisfied to release her.

Slender fingers out, gently stroked her lips, satisfied with the hook up evil four lips, "so much better, just now you have been saying cold, so cold?"

“……”

Song Xiaoya was kissed by him. If he didn't hold her waist, she would not be able to walk.

Looking at the joking expression on the man's face, song Xiaoya stares at him fiercely, pretends to be angry and pushes Mu Junhao away.

"Not hungry? Go wash the dishes and make hot pot

"No hurry, you're better!"

The man's deep eyes fall on her magnificent lips, squinting up the blurred eyes, the meaning of a face is still not enough.

"How can you say such a thing? Wu Wu ~ "

Song Xiaoya's face is red like a red apple. She reaches out and pinches Mu Junhao, then covers her face and runs away.

"Ha ha! So shy? How lovely you are

Looking at the girl's face covered and running away, the radian of Mu Junhao's lips is expanding, and a trace of joyful laughter comes out from the shaking chest.

Song Xiaoya's face is more red, covering her hot cheek, and her heart is pounding.

Damn it, why is she so bad?

How many times have they been kissing, and she blushes easily. It's so unpromising!

When will he be able to practice his ability of not blushing and not beating?

Thinking of this, she clenched the fingers of cabbage and thought indignantly, this bastard, so experienced, so many women before, Huaxin radish!

I haven't thought about it before, but these days, I'm so angry every time I think about it!

"What's wrong with the cabbage, you want to make it look like this?"

The man's low voice came into her ears with a smile, and then his back warmed, and he leaned over from behind.

He stretched out his slender arms from both sides of his body and gathered her together, snatching away the small cabbage which was trampled in her hands.

This posture, her back seemingly touched the man's warm chest, the man's breath poured towards her, instantly drowned her breath.

Song Xiaoya's heart beat faster, strong heart beat as if the next second will jump out of the throat.

"Ah, wash it yourself! I'll make hot pot after washing it allShe could not calm down any more. She put the cabbage in her hand into Mu Junhao's hand and ran towards the bedroom.

With a bang, he closes the bedroom door and leans his back on the door. Song Xiaoya keeps fanning with her hand.

Damn, damn This guy is more and more provocative, it's just a monster.

Mu Junhao looked at the closed door, couldn't help but hook his lips and gave a smile. His technique was a little cumbersome, but he began to choose dishes very seriously.

After washing the dishes and putting them on the table in different categories, you take out the induction cooker, wash the pot and put it away. Then you knock on the door.

"Xiaoya, the dishes and the pot are ready to eat! Come out quickly

Song Xiaoya opened the door and looked at the stacks of dishes on the dining table, which were like works of art. Her eyes flashed an accident, and she couldn't help praising: "it's a pity that you don't go to be a cook, Mu Junhao. I finally believe that men have the talent to cook. It's really great, and they can't bear to eat."

These praise Mu Junhao is very useful, half joking that way: "I will be your chef, exclusive chef!"

Hearing the speech, song Xiaoya picked the eyebrows, pulled the chair in front of her and sat down. She happily accepted: "good! What you say is what you say. Then I'll follow you to enjoy happiness in the future! "

"Yes! Mrs. Mu

"Poof

Song Xiaoya just picked up her glass and took a sip of juice. Suddenly she heard Mu Junhao call her "Mrs. Mu". She directly took a sip of juice and sprayed it on Mu Junhao's body.

“……”

Mu Junhao looked at the wet mass in front of his chest. The green tendons on his forehead jumped straight. He was gnashing his teeth, squeezing out three words from his teeth.

"Song Xiaoya!"

"Cough, cough! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! "

Song Xiaoya hurriedly pulled the napkin on the table and wiped it on Mu Junhao's wet clothes.

Mu Junhao's whole body was tense, and his forehead beat even more severely. He grabbed her hand, frowned and yelled: "don't move! I'll do it myself