Chapter 45

Feng Xin looked at his little foot and thought that it was he who accidentally rolled to the bedside

"Shame The little guy is facing his father with PP and is getting out of bed.

"Shh..." muqinghuan also woke up, didn't want to wake Fengcheng, so he got up to help the little guy squeeze toothpaste and wash his face.

Mu Qinghuan doesn't know. Feng Daoshou wakes up with her and sees that she is busy for her son. The corner of her mouth rises slightly.

……

Today is the day for mu Qinghuan to return home.

"Mom, I'm married..." when I opened this mouth, Mu Qinghuan was embarrassed.

Although there is no wedding, and there is no formal thing, it is true that Mu Qinghuan and Fengcheng have received the certificate. Zhang lanli should know the news.

When Zhang Lan saw Mu Qinghuan sealing the city, he was stunned for three minutes. There was no time to digest all this!

In order to reassure her mother, Mu Qinghuan explained, "it's a hidden marriage for the time being, but we'll have a wedding in the future. I'm not at all at risk."

With that, Mu Qinghuan felt numb and pushed Fengcheng.

Or the city was sealed. He wanted to get the certificate!

"Want a wedding?" Such as the outline of the side drawn by the pen, the finger tip of Fengcheng caresses Mu Qinghuan's side face, and yuppie smiles.

How can "..." be like she's begging for a wedding?

His hands cover his mouth. Mu Qinghuan retreats and looks at his side face in surprise.

She looked at him. His thick eyelashes cast a light shadow on his lower eyelids. Her face was angular. She suddenly found that he was a little special, different from the men she had met

It's different everywhere. Even a bad smile seems to have magic power

Mu Qinghuan blinked hard, but he felt that he was a little handsome and a little arrogant!

"Enough appreciation?"

"I'm not looking at you. What's the point of narcissism?" Raise chin, Mu Qinghuan eyes half narrow, slender eyelashes like the wings of a butterfly.

She added, "you must be peeping at me!"

How else do you know she's peeping at him!

"Let's have a meal together." Zhang Lan saw their interaction in the eye, as if thinking.

"These Qinghuan bought." Fengcheng refers to the present on the sofa.

"Mu Qinghuan was speechless. How could there be so many? She remembered that she only bought part of them.

"Don't buy these in the future. Last time Maggie bought better, there is no shortage for the time being." When Mu Dashan was not at home, Zhang Lan cooked a table full of dishes.

"Mom, let me help you wash the dishes." MuQing jumped into the kitchen and wanted to talk to Zhang Lan.

"Qinghuan, you go out and buy a drink." Before eating, Zhang Lan deliberately broke away Mu Qinghuan.

Mu Qinghuan didn't doubt that there was him. He agreed and went out.

Standing in front of the window, Fengcheng sees off Mu Qinghuan's figure.

Zhang Lan's reaction is in his expectation. He is impatient at the bottom of his eyes. His voice is cold. "How much do you want this time?"

Zhang Lan pursed the corners of his mouth and timidly observed Feng Cheng's face. He saw that the smile on his lips had already dissipated. He was honest and said, "Feng Shao, my beauty salon was not bad originally, but I've been losing money recently. Now I'm a little short of money. You can lend me a little bit and let me have a good turnover..."

Zhang Lan wants to say and stop, and he is wise enough to wait for his reaction.

"Two million, enough?"

Hand into the trouser pocket, took out the check prepared in advance, disdained to throw it at Zhang Lan's feet, Fengcheng tone indifferent, "next time don't ask your daughter for money, remember!"

Words are like people, noble, domineering and cold.

"Feng Shao, why do you and..." Rao Shi Zhang Lan can't figure out why Feng Cheng wants to marry Mu Qinghuan. For him, he should find a woman who can help his career.

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"I don't know what you want to drink. I bought two bottles of soda..." as soon as I sat down, I felt that the atmosphere was not right. Mu Qinghuan looked at Fengcheng, "why don't you eat?"

"Waiting for you." The answer of sealing the city is enough to please Mu Qinghuan.

"Oh, it's so cold. Mom, you can eat it too. You made it yourself!" She is cool in nature. Mu Qinghuan drinks a large coke at one go. When she is about to drink the second one, Feng Cheng gives her milk instead. She teaches her the lesson in a straight line: "drinking this is good for your skin."

"No, I'll have another drink!" Muqinghuan insists on taking away coke, but Fengcheng takes a sip of soda and wipes the corner of his mouth sexily.

Speechless, Mu Qinghuan is impossible to share the cup with him, obediently drink milk, secretly stepped on his foot.

After dinner, Mu Qinghuan helped Zhang Lan wash the dishes, but the city was still sealed!

"You're not going to work yet?" Both hands are foam, Mu Qing Huan uses his shoulder to wipe his forehead sweat, urges him to go out to earn money as a driver.

Zhang Lan is surprised. It seems that Mu Qinghuan doesn't know the origin of Fengcheng. When she is about to teach her a lesson, Fengcheng wipes Mu Qinghuan's hand with a paper towel and moves carefully. "Today's holiday, I'll take you shopping in the supermarket to see what you need."

By the way, they are living together now! But how can he take a vacation as a little driver? What kind of vacation?

As for her, there is nothing to buy, but aunt's towel just ran out. It's time to sweep the goods.

But she really doesn't want to go shopping with him!

"Let's go." Feng Cheng saw Mu Qinghuan's little face suddenly blush, mouth slightly pull, "your salary card, I took it."

She said that as long as he helped her out of prison, she would give him a salary card

Ah, Hello, she said it casually, and let me calculate again!

Life is really hard! She is at least a wife. Shouldn't she have the money in her housekeeper? Why did they turn around?

So she's very poor now, isn't she? You don't have a dime? Buy aunt towel to use depends on his mood?

"I want to do the dishes first!" She had to wash the dishes and clean up all the depression in her heart!

Fengcheng relies on the kitchen door. Seeing that the little woman is about to cry, she keeps brushing the dishes, and her mouth rises unconsciously.

Zhang Lan pushed Mu Qinghuan, "Qinghuan, you should do business with Feng Shao first."

"No!" Money, all her money, flew into the pocket of Fengcheng.

He was not so kind as to help her out. It turned out that it was not for the sake of lust, but for the sake of grandfather Mao!

Zhang Lansheng was afraid that the city would be angry, "Qinghuan, don't be willful!"

"Just wait a second..." Mu Qinghuan brushed the pot and bowl twice, and then scalded it with hot water. The action was not ordinary.

Zhang Lan looked at it and was a little relieved that Mu Qinghuan could barely serve her husband.

Finally, muqinghuan gets everything done!

"Mom, it's rare for him to have time on vacation. We are going to go shopping in the supermarket today. Let's go first!" The next time I come back, I'll take off my apron because of my sadness.

"Well, slow down on your way." Zhang Lan also takes off her apron, and her coat pocket is just hooked, which makes the check float to Mu Qinghuan's feet.