Chapter 67

Until now, lying on song Jueyi's shoulder, Ouyang Muhan is still wondering whether song Jueyi will fall to the ground?

But she obviously thought too much, because song Jueyi really just carried her upstairs, and in the process, she didn't say a word.

Until she went upstairs, Ouyang Muhan felt that a strange feeling was slowly spreading in her heart, but she couldn't find the source.

"Here it is Song Jueyi said as she put Ouyang Muhan down from her back.

After coming down from his back, Ouyang Muhan lowered his head and didn't say a word. And song Jue Yi takes her hand and goes to one side of the door. Song Jueyi takes out a key with age from her pocket and opens the door in a few seconds.

The moment the door opened, there was a stale smell, and the dust splashed all over the room.

As soon as Ouyang Muhan saw it, he knew that no one had been to this place for a long time. Perhaps, from the beginning to the end, song Jueyi is the only master here. But why didn't he come back here for such a long time?

Even if she was curious, she didn't ask much. She just stood quietly behind song Jueyi, waiting for him to speak.

"Let's go in!" Song Jueyi stood at the door for a while, and finally took Ouyang Muhan's hand again and took her in.

Although it has a stale atmosphere, Ouyang Muhan still feels that it used to be a very warm and simple home.

Even if the furniture looks very simple, it can't change the warmth of every furniture here.

Ouyang Muhan suddenly felt as if she liked it here. She remembered that when her mother was still alive, she would decorate the house very warm.

She has some admiration for song Jueyi's mother. Even if she is abandoned by her husband and lives here alone with her children, she will use her love to build a loving home for her children.

Maybe this is the greatness of maternal love?

Ouyang Muhan thought truthfully in her heart, and then she would never think that one day when she had a child, she could be so great.

When Ouyang Muhan looks around, song Jueyi is standing at the door. She doesn't know what she is thinking in her heart. There is a trance in her eyes.

Ouyang Muhan noticed this, did not disturb him, but put light feet, walked to the house.

However, when Ouyang Muhan passed by him, he grabbed him, and then the next second, the whole person fell into his arms.

"What are you going to do?" Ouyang wooden Han suddenly stunned, song Jueyi how always suddenly do these things?

"Just let me hold you for a while. Are you afraid of what I will do to you?" Song Jueyi asked softly, as if she wanted to make fun of Ouyang Muhan, but she couldn't make fun of him.

"How can I be afraid that you have already done what should and should not be done?" Ouyang Muhan continues to push away song Jueyi, but he can't push away. This man, even when he is weak, is strong to the extreme.

"Yes, you're right. I've done what I should do and what I shouldn't do!" Song Jue Yi relaxed her shoulders and didn't speak any more.

Ouyang Muhan wants to ask something else, but song Jueyi strangely lets go of herself and goes straight to the room.

"Look here. My grandmother used to sit on the sofa here and knit sweaters for me." Song Jueyi pointed to the small sofa in the corner of the window and said to Ouyang Muhan.

"The cupboard over there is used by my mother to load toys for me." Song Jue Yi pointed to the small cabinet on the other side and whispered.

Ouyang Muhan has been following his eyes, as if to see song Jueyi's childhood life.

She never thought that song Jueyi's childhood life was so warm. It was like a little prince in a fairy tale. She had a mother who loved herself to the core.

Maybe it all changed from the day his mother left?

Who can bear to eat cake on his birthday and watch his mother disappear in front of him?

"What are you thinking, girl?"

"Pity you."

"What can I do for you?"

"Why don't you deserve my pity?" Ouyang asked.

"Girl, if you talk nonsense, you know the consequences." Song Jue Yi picked pick eyebrow, menace ground says.

"I..." Ouyang Muhan still wants to talk, but at this time, the mobile phone in the bag suddenly rings.

She shrugged her shoulders and took out her cell phone. It was actually a home phone?

Of course, Ouyang Muhan didn't think that they were celebrating their birthday. Maybe they didn't know that today was their birthday. No longer think, Ouyang Muhan pressed the answer button.

After chatting for less than a minute, Ouyang Muhan hung up. Song Jueyi stepped forward and asked, "whose phone?"

"The nanny said someone was waiting for me at home." Ouyang Muhan said casually that no matter who she was waiting for, she would not care about it at all."Someone's waiting for you?" Song Jue Yi also Leng for a while, want to know who is waiting for her, but unexpectedly can't open mouth.

"Yes, the nanny didn't say who it was, so it should be someone who didn't matter?" Ouyang Muhan shrugged his shoulders again.

"You're going back, aren't you?" Song Jue Yi asked.

"Maybe, I should go back, but if you want to have a look here, I can stay with you for a while."

"Do I want to thank you for being with me?" Song Jueyi shrugged her shoulders and laughed far fetched.

"You stay here. I'll go back first." Ouyang Muhan stops at Song Jueyi and is ready to leave here.

"Don't you want me to send you?" Song Jueyi asked again.

In the middle of Ouyang's walk, he turns his head and sees song Jue Yi's deep eyes. For a moment, he doesn't know what to say.

Soon, Ouyang Muhan shook his head, "no, it's very meaningful for you. You can watch it here for a while more!"

“……” What else did song Jue Yi want to say? In the end, she didn't say anything. She quietly looked at Ouyang Muhan. After a while, she said, "I'll let the driver take you back."

"And you?"

"I have my own car."

"Well, you go back early." Ouyang Muhan no longer spoke, turned and walked out of the door.

However, just as she walked out of the room, she was suddenly hugged from behind, so tightly that she could hardly breathe.

"Everything I said today is true. When the wedding is arranged, I will marry you."

“……” Ouyang Muhan is speechless. She believes that she is ill.

"Don't you believe it?" Without any response, song Jue Yi frowned and asked in a low voice.

"The one you should marry is my sister." Ouyang Muhan said in a low voice.

"It's my own freedom who I want to marry." Song Jueyi is not happy. He doesn't like to hear her refuse.

"Mr. Song, it's time for me to go back." Ouyang Muhan breaks off song Jueyi's hand with great force. Without looking back, he goes straight down the stairs.

Song Jue Yi looks at her back, her eyes are more and more deep, and she doesn't know what she is thinking.