"Ma."

Mufu was so angry that he immediately scolded, "you know I'm your mother! You're going to get married. You even ask me about being a mother. That's what you do to be filial to your son! "

In the face of Mu Fu's angry and desperate questions, Mu Junhao pursed his lips slightly.

"Mom, I'm going to marry Xiaoya."

"No! Mu Junhao, if you still have a little conscience, you should break up with that woman immediately, or your mother will die to show you! "

Before his son was with song Xiaoya, the fox spirit, his son listened to her most.

Every time she spoke more seriously, he would listen to her.

It is because Mu Junhao used to listen to her too much, so until now she is still reluctant to admit the fact that her son has grown up and is no longer the child who used to listen to her.

If you don't listen, mom will die to show you

Mu Junhao heard the speech and laughed at himself.

He is probably really an unfilial son! Hearing his mother's words, he was not in any mood. Maybe he heard them too many times?

Mu Junhao's voice came slowly, "Mom, I'm not asking for your opinion, but officially informing you! I know you don't like Xiaoya, so after we get married, she and I will live outside! "

"Mu Junhao!" Mrs. Mu's eyes flashed a little unbelievable, and then she screamed hysterically, "is that how you talk to your mother?"

"Ma! I'm sorry! I can't let Xiaoya down! "

With that, Mu Junhao stopped listening to Mrs. Mu's answer and hung up.

The sunshine outside the window was just right, and he was happy because Mrs. Mu's phone call was covered with a thin shadow.

In front of him, the white curtain slowly opened, and song Xiaoya's pure white wedding dress appeared in front of him.

The waiter's eyes flashed with deep surprise, covered his mouth and exclaimed: "Mrs. mu, you are so beautiful!"

Mu Junhao put down his coffee cup, looked up and looked ahead.

I saw the exquisite figure of a woman, dressed in a white fishtail wedding dress, set off her body enchanting, pure face but with the protruding body form a strong contrast.

Her face is as white as porcelain, as clear as water hibiscus. Her two curly hair hangs above her ears mischievously. Her slender willow eyebrows and eyes look at her affectionately, like a flower demon in the mountains.

Song Xiaoya takes a look at Mu Junhao. Her cheeks turn red slightly. When she sees him staring at him, she says in a worried voice: "OK Do you look good? "

Mu Junhao got up, raised his slender step, and walked towards song Xiaoya step by step.

Come to her in front of the original dark eyes become more dark, sincerely praise: "Xiaoya, you are the most beautiful woman in the world!"

Song Xiaoya's face turned more red.

Even if you know that men are trying to make you happy, but after listening to this, my heart is still as sweet as honey.

"That's it? What do you think? " Song Xiaoya asked.

Although this is the first set, she saw it at a glance.

Once you see it, you don't want to change it.

Mu Junhao is also such an idea, nodded, tone doting way: "good! That's it

He is the same as her, once determined, never easily change.

The salesperson was very eye-catching and immediately came forward with a smile. "Mr. and Mrs. Mu have a good eye. This" unique "is the main product in our store. International designers sew it one by one. It's the only one in the world. It's really unique."

Unique

Hearing the speech, song Xiaoya turns her head and looks at the man beside her.

Mu Junhao also looked down at her.

Two people tacitly, look at each other a smile.

"That's it!" Mu Junhao said to the salesman.

"All right! Please leave an address for Mr. mu. Our staff will deliver the goods to the door in person this afternoon. "

Mu Junhao left the address of the bay villa in the book. On this side, the salesperson has made a price note and offered it with both hands, "Hello, it's 9.999 million in total."

When song Xiaoya tried the wedding dress just now, she didn't look at the price at all. When she heard the salesman's quotation, she was shocked.

"So expensive?"

A wedding dress is ten million yuan less than one thousand yuan!

Song Xiaoya pulled Mu Junhao's sleeve, gathered around him and whispered: "a wedding dress is ten million, too expensive! Shall we see something else? "

Mu Junhao picked the next eyebrow, indifferent smile, "you deserve the best thing in the world!"

With that, he handed out a black gold card directly to the salesman, "swipe the card!"

Just now the salesman thought that this order couldn't be made. After all, this dress is really not affordable for ordinary people. After listening to Mu Junhao's words, his eyes are red. He is envious of song Xiaoya.

Why is everyone a woman and her life so good? It's unfair to be able to find a man like Mu Junhao!Song Xiaoya hasn't recovered for a long time. When she reacts, she can't help but raise her lips.

Forget it. He's not short of money anyway.

This time, as long as he is happy!

Back home, song Xiaoya is tired and doesn't want to move on the sofa.

Mu Junhao a face distressed, "next time I go alone, you stay at home."

Song Xiaoya felt warm in her heart. She lay on Mu Junhao's knee and narrowed her cat's eyes.

"But I want to go with you! Getting married this time, of course, is the most meaningful thing for two people to work together. "

Mu Junhao chuckled and took song Xiaoya into his arms. "I listen to you, but if you are tired, tell me that you still have a baby in your stomach."

"Well." Song Xiaoya nodded, closed her eyes and said, "my legs are a little tired."

"I'll give you a pinch."

With that, Mu Junhao took off song Xiaoya's shoes in front of the servant, put her legs on her own, and kneaded them carefully. He didn't feel that such a move would cause any shock in other people's eyes.

Looking at their love, the servants were filled with envy.

Song Xiaoya must have saved the world in her last life, so she can get Mu Shao's love in this life.

The strength on the man's fingers is not light or heavy. Song Xiaoya hummed comfortably.

Mu Junhao looked at her comfortable appearance. Although her fingers were very sour, the massage became more vigorous.

The atmosphere in the room is very warm, just at this time, song Xiaoya's mobile phone came a Ding Dong sound.

She took out the mobile phone from her pocket and looked at the content of the mobile phone, giving a whole meal.

Mu Junhao found that her face is not right, just want to ask, TV suddenly sounded sweet voice of the host.

"Today's hot news, someone saw the photo of Mr. Mu Junhao, the president of Mu's group, together with Ms. Li Weiwei, the daughter of Li's family, appearing in the Department of Obstetrics and gynecology in the hospital. Before that, there was a rumor that Mr. Mu Junhao and Ms. Li Weiwei would soon be married, but Mr. Mu Junhao denied it.

Some people speculated that they had a complete quarrel, but this photo once again made their relationship confusing. Some netizens even speculated whether Mr. Mu Junhao and Miss Li Weiwei were married according to their orders... "

Song Xiaoya opens her eyes and looks at Mu Junhao.

Mu Junhao's deep eyes flashed a little flustered, "Xiaoya, I..."

"Shh Song Xiaoya puts a long white finger on Mu Junhao's pink lips to stop him from speaking.

"We've agreed! I will face this matter with you. Don't say sorry to me any more. The last thing I want to hear is these three words. "

Mu Junhao was moved. He held song Xiaoya in his arms and said, "Xiaoya, thank you!"

Song Xiaoya craned her neck and gently rubbed her white cheek against his handsome chin.

This year, he is 35 years old and has entered the ranks of middle age. Although he cleans his chin every day, he still has some thick and short beard.

She likes to rub his chin. It's itchy. It's fun.

Mu Junhao raised her chin to stop her from lighting a fire on him.

"Xiaoya, I'll take care of it!"

Song Xiaoya looked at him with a dignified face, and her bright eyes flashed a cunning light, "let me deal with this matter!"

"You?" Mu Junhao asked in disbelief.

"Yes Song Xiaoya stretched out her finger and deliberately drew a circle on his chest. She blinked her eyes and said mischievously, "at that time, don't feel sorry for your little lover."

Her soft fingers glided over her chest, and Mu Junhao's body tensed instantly.

He grabbed her troubled fingers, but pinched the eyebrows, and quickly explained: "what little lover do I have? I have only you

Song Xiaoya is deliberately tease him, smell speech, giggle.

Mu Junhao a Leng, know that she deliberately take him for fun, heart flashed a trace of anger.

But their own women, can't scold, can't fight, can only hold in the palm of the hand pain.

But it's OK to change the sweet way of punishment.

Mu Junhao's eyes darkened and he bowed his head to seal the red mouth.