Chapter 966： Mrs

"Yes, remember." Murong accepted.

Mu Zi asked narrowly, "Do you remember which Mu Zi seat is?"

Murong Cheng raised his finger and pointed.

Mu Zi smiled immediately: "I knew you were going to talk nonsense again! Look, don't you remember?"

Murong Cheng said indifferently: "The mind is the most important thing. As long as you have the heart, no matter which star you are, you can be the purple constellation."

"Huh, sweet talk." Mu Zijiao murmured.

Knowing that he was fooling people again, he still felt sweet and warm.

The two stopped talking, quietly looking at the Xia Ye starry sky.

Mu Zi felt unbelievable. At this time two years ago, she fell into Qingjiang to death. Two years later, she became his wife.

Recalling all the things that happened in the past two years, it feels more vivid and vivid than the first 20 years of her life.

It seemed that since meeting him, the days she had had before had looked bleak, like walking dead.

why?

...Is it because of love?

Mu Zi lifted the corners of her lips slightly and smiled.

Murong Cheng looked down and asked her, "What are you thinking about?"

Mu Zi was embarrassed in his arms, and said shyly: "I didn't think about anything."

"Must be thinking of me." Murong Cheng said without shame.

Mu Zi wanted to scold him shamelessly, and then realized that she was really thinking about him just now, so she couldn't say anything and gave him an angry look.

There was no force in her eyes, but her eyes were squiggly, as if she had sucked in the charming bright light, with her own boundless style.

Murong Cheng's heart suddenly missed a beat.

She has a kind of magic to him: a smile and a look in the eyes can make him fascinated.

He looked at the girl in front of him, with his wistful temples scattered, softly against her ears, pouring into his heart like a dream, itchy sweetness.

Murong Cheng couldn't help kissing her, doing everything softly, but his breathing became thicker and thicker...

The second time for two people was more natural.

Mu Zi felt like a small boat, wandering helplessly in the flooding ocean, and being thrown to the top of the horrible storm from time to time, she was at a loss, and she cried out and called his name again and again in confusion, ushering in But it is more intense stormy waves, without end.

The starry night is as cool as water, and the love is sweet and charming.

...

When he opened his eyes the next day, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and Mu Zi couldn't believe that he was asleep like this.

On weekdays, she sleeps up to eight o'clock. Even on holidays, she wakes up early, and then lies in bed reading a book and playing with her mobile phone.

It seems that the foolishness was overdone last night.

Mu Zi didn't dare to delay, and quickly got up to dress and wash.

Today she asked a friend to come to the house for a party, and she hasn’t prepared anything yet!

When I went downstairs, I saw that there were two more people in the house, and Murong Cheng was talking to them.

Hearing Mu Zi's footsteps, Murong Cheng looked back and introduced to her: "This is Bo Qin and Aunt Qin, who will be responsible for daily life here."

It was a middle-aged couple. They looked like they were in their 40s or 50s. They were honest and gentle, with a smile on their faces, and they looked like husband and wife.

They greeted Mu Zi: "Good wife."

Mu Zi felt warm in his heart, a little embarrassed in his smile.

She is the wife.

...Murongcheng's wife.

"Aunt Qin is in charge of the kitchen and cleaning, and Uncle Qin is in charge of mowing the lawn and removing insects. If the water pipes and light bulbs are broken, you can ask him to repair them." Murong Cheng said, "When will your friends come over, let Qin Bo Qin Start preparing."

"My appointment with them is three o'clock." Mu Zi replied.

In order to attend Mu Zi’s wedding, Jiang Ci and others rushed from Qingjiang to Jingling, but the wedding banquet was too busy yesterday and Mu Zi couldn’t entertain them, so I made an appointment to get together again the next day. It will be difficult for everyone to meet again after school starts.