Xue Yun works in a coffee shop and also serves a variety of working meals.

The owner of the cafe is good, her colleagues are good and she is close to home. She works happily every day.

At noon, when the coffee shop was busy, she, who was originally the chef, came to the front hall to help order food.

Busy, she didn't notice a car parked opposite the cafe. The people in the car were looking at her.

"Do you want to go down and have a look and talk?" Bo Junyan said.

"No more." Muhuan shakes her head. There's nothing to say after meeting her. It's good to see her.

Since she can't be regarded as dead, tormenting her is tormenting herself, let her go, and let her live a good life, so that after that, even if we don't meet, we won't think about her again.

Bo Junyan reached out and held her in his arms.

If you can, who doesn't want to have a loving parents, their parents are OK.

"Let's go." Muhuan looks out of the window.

"Well." Bo Junyan let the driver drive.

When the car drove slowly, Xue Yun seemed to feel something. She looked out of the window, but she didn't see anything.

And muhuan saw her face. In the sun, she looked much better than when she had seen her face before. Her eyebrows were also comfortable.

Mu laughs and takes back her sight.

Then bury his head in Bo Junyan's arms.

"Honey, I love you so much."

Bo Junyan lowered his head and kissed her. "I love you, too."

Because he has a wife who loves to express his feelings very much. Now he doesn't feel that this kind of words are too sarcastic to say.

Muhuan hugged him and rubbed around in his arms. "I'm so happy, my husband. I really love you. I love you so much."

Her feelings of love will float.

Happy every day bubble!

Bo Junyan's eyes are hot and quiet. "Don't just talk about it, but do something practical."

Muhuan, "...!"

Such a moving atmosphere! He has to kill the scenery!

After a good rest period, they did nothing, just like Li Meng and them, they were used as firewood, sleeping until three poles of sunshine every day.

He is so good that only one word can do it!

She opened her mouth and bit him.

"Here, the practical action you want!"

Thin Jun Yan's Mou color is more quiet hot, "I like it."

Muhuan, "..."

Bo family

"Xiaohuan, you're back. Come and have a look. I've chosen these days. You like that one." When Meng yueman saw them coming back, he immediately stood up.

"Mom can choose any day. Mom likes that one." Bo Junyan said.

"It's nice to hear. Mom likes to hear it, but you still have to decide the day. It's your wedding!" Meng yueman let him see the days on the paper.

Bo Junyan directly gives Mu Huan the choice.

"The eighth day of the twelfth lunar month is a good day." Mu Huan said that she likes the number eight.

"Good day for Xiaohuan! This is my favorite day! " Meng yueman also likes this day.

"That's the day." Bo Dingjing made a decision.

"Xiaohuan doesn't want the domestic wedding to be a Chinese wedding. Let's set the wedding place in our hometown." The old house of Bo's family is a very traditional ancient courtyard. After reconstruction, it is beautiful.

"Yes!" Mu Huan nods repeatedly. She has only been to the old house of Bo family once, but only once, she likes that place. It's very good.