After selecting the ring, Lu Jinting put it on Mucheng's ring finger.

And she herself brought the ring to Lu Jinting.

Such a ring wearing action, invisible, has a special solemn feeling.

Mucheng and Lu Jinting look at each other in the eyes, and their affection turns invisible.

After taking it, Lu Jinting holds the little girl's finger, bows his head and kisses her ring finger.

After that, Lu Jinting left with Mucheng.

And the people in the store, send, all send still have enthusiasm.

I'm sorry for Mucheng.

After getting on the car, Mucheng looked at the ring and was very happy. But later, he was embarrassed. He said to Lu Jinting, "Uncle Lu, I feel embarrassed. They cleaned the place for us, but we just chose a pair of rings, which are not very expensive. I'm a little embarrassed to delay their business."

Lu Jinting chuckled and touched the little girl's head. "Silly girl, don't feel embarrassed."

"Why?"

"You just choose a pair of rings now, but in the future, it will not be so simple. Baby, prospect, understand? "

Mucheng thought about it and seemed to understand.

And Lu Jinting also continued to say to Mucheng, "I have also given the jewelry accessories of our future wedding to their French headquarters for design."

"Is it? Isn't it early? "

"It's not early. Prepare now and keep improving."

"Oh." Mucheng nodded, "I know what you mean. Although I don't have a business mind, I want to understand. Even if you leave aside our wedding jewelry, Lu Jinting is a big customer. Although you are a man, you will have a wife in the future, and your wife is the big customer they want to win. This time it's just a ring. After that, there will be necklaces, earrings, bracelets and so on. Maybe they can maintain them. They will spend their whole life in their shop. That's life-long. "

Mucheng asked with a smile, "am I right?"

Lu Jintang nodded and pinched her chin. "The baby is right."

"That's a small point. I'll get through with you. So, in the future, my wife, Lu Jinting, will go to her home for consumption in the future? "

Lu Jinting chuckled, "I don't like it. I can go to another house naturally. indifferent. They can't keep you. They don't have the ability. "

Mucheng pulled the corners of his mouth and jokingly said, "I suddenly have a seed. I will become a sweet cake and be robbed by them."

Then she hugged Lu Jinting, and her little face rubbed against his arms. "Uncle Lu, marry you, and I will become a sweet cake."

"That's mine, too."

Lu Jinting's voice brushed her little ears in a low voice, "just for me to eat alone, isn't it?"

Mucheng's little ears turned red quickly, and his embarrassed little hand hammered him.

"Don't talk about it."

"Ha ha Am I talking nonsense? Isn't it just for me? "

When he said this, Lu Jinting had bowed his head, opened his mouth, ate her little ears, nibbled them gently, and expressed that he liked to eat her.

"Hiss..."

Mucheng is shy and tingling. He shrinks his neck, avoids Lu Jinting's provocation, buries it in his arms, and answers stiffly.

"Come on, come on, can you stop it?"

"What is it?"

"You are alone."

"Who is mine?"

"I am, I am you alone," Mucheng was forced, and finally couldn't help but admit with a red face.

Mucheng faces Lu Jinting. Most of the time, he is still at home.

Just, when Lu Jinting is playing a hooligan, she can't fight, and she will always be teased by him.

This man is so different from the inside. He can't look good.

So cold appearance eyes, but in private, but so strong love.

Mucheng, such a shy girl, is not his match at all.

When he got home, Mucheng jumped down from the car directly, regardless of Lu Jinting, and ran into the house quickly, as if there were ghosts chasing her.

Once inside, Mucheng hides in the room on the second floor.

Lu Jinting walked into the house immediately, and the housekeeper's face had a faint smile.

"Madame went upstairs, as if she was shy."

Lu Jinting hook lip, answer voice, also followed to go upstairs.

Zhou Yi, the housekeeper, has been serving in Jingyuan for a long time. Mr. Lu has lived in Jingyuan for most of his adult life. But Jingyuan is like Mr. Lu himself, cold without a trace of popularity.But after Mr. Lu had his wife, it's only a few days now. The whole garden is totally different. Mr. Lu is different.

A good hostess can change the family. Such a large garden seems to be full of warm and sweet atmosphere in every corner.

This is really good!

Old Zhou watched Mr. Lu go upstairs, turn around, go to the kitchen, order to prepare dinner, and special soup for Mr. and Mrs.

It's better to have a healthy and strong host and hostess. The most perfect thing is to add a young master or a young lady.

……

Mucheng comes down from the car, waves with song Anyi, and goes to her side to sit down.

"I want ice cream."

Song Anyi said, "you can eat it if you want, but you're not stopped."

But Mucheng shook his head. "I'm greedy, but I can't eat too much. Uncle Lu would be unhappy if he knew. I'll just talk about it. Forget it. "

Song Anyi rolled his eyes. "Did you mean it? Meat and hemp. "

"Haha, no, I didn't mean to."

Mucheng is embarrassed to say, "I just said very ordinary words, but there is no show of love."

"The more it doesn't mean like this, the more meat it is. Come on, you two, I've seen the degree of meat and hemp for a long time. "

"Hey hey, auntie, aren't you and uncle Yan fleshy? In private. "

"You mind me!"

Song Anyi lifted her wavy long curly hair, a gorgeous face, full of style.

Also did not have the shy meaning which is asked, "elder's matter, the child does not want to pry about blindly."

"Cut, think I'm still a three-year-old?"

"Hum, of course you're not a three-year-old. You're a woman and your mind is dirty."

Mucheng immediately glares discontentedly, "Song Anyi!"

"Haha, it's true to stare at me. As a woman, where can you be pure? Come on, don't pretend. I knew you were capable before. Haha... "

Song Anyi's pun made Mucheng very embarrassed.

She didn't want to talk to her directly. She turned her eyes, and her eyes drifted. But suddenly, she settled on one of the two men and women.

Mucheng is a little surprised. He whispers to song Anyi, "look, aunty, at nine o'clock. Are those men and women Xia Yu?"