Chapter 864

After thinking about it, Han Muzi didn't mean to refute the night. Since he was willing to care about himself in this way, he would accept it.

After thinking about it, Han Muzi follows the steps of night Mo Shen.

They were waiting at the exit. There were planes arriving at each time point. There was a lot of people at the exit. Han Muzi looked at the crowd in front of him and worried that he would not find song an later.

Until song an appeared at the exit, Han Muzi recognized her at a glance.

Song an is very tall in the crowd. Although she is old, she is still white and beautiful among people of the same age. Let alone the same age, if she dresses up carefully, she can be better than a girl in her early twenties. What's more, temperament is not something everyone has.

Song an is one of them, especially outstanding in the crowd.

This also let Han Muzi sigh in his heart that he is worthy of Wei Chi's family.

Song an, wearing sunglasses and expressionless, came out. Like Han Muzi, she saw the beautiful young men and women waiting at the exit.

Because of the excellent image of the two, just standing at the entrance attracted a large number of eyes to them. The wind blows from another direction, and the tall body blocks in front of the petite Han Muzi, like the Cooper in the wind.

Seeing his elder sister's son, song an has a moment of palpitation.

She has a very special feeling for this child, because she has never been married. After her sister died, she can say that she treats yemoshen as her own child.

She was certainly anxious when she heard about his plane accident, but it was no use being anxious.

After hearing the news that he was safe and sound, song an was relieved. However, hearing that he had restored Wei Chishen's identity, song an's mood at that moment was complicated.

Wei Chi's family

If she could, she felt that she would never want to come back in her whole life.

But in the end, she is still cruel. If she really hides all her life, what should she do then? Her sister is sure to blame her.

Song an struggled with himself for a long time, and finally decided to come.

In any case, evasion is not the solution.

"Aunt song."

Seeing song an, Han Muzi immediately waved to her, indicating that she was here.

Song an takes back the complicated eyes, smiles a little, and then walks towards them.

Ye Moshen also looked along the line of sight. In fact, his eyes were also attracted by this woman. When he looked at her, he always felt a sense of familiarity, but this feeling disappeared again.

Now I see her walking in front of her and taking off her sunglasses. It is clear that Han Muzi has come to meet her, but her eyes fall on him.

Night Mo deep slightly meal, heart across a touch of strange feeling.

As his little aunt, song an naturally knows that the night is not deep, a pair of eyes and a heart are born extremely bright, and if you look at it again, it may be exposed.

So she only looked at a few eyes and then withdrew her eyes, and then fixed on looking at Han Muzi.

"Is this the man you told me before?"

"Ah?" Han Muzi was stunned by her words. After a long time, she nodded stupidly: "yes, aunt song."

Song an smile, toward the night Mo deep hand, "Hello, I am Mu Zi's little aunt."

Han Muzi on the other side said:

Aunt

This address let night Mo deep slightly squint eyes, the brain seems to flash a tender voice.

"Auntie, my mother, she's not dead!"

Some sounds and pictures flashed like light, and the speed was very fast. It was too late to capture them at night. Those sounds and pictures disappeared completely.

Night Mo Shen has been standing in a daze, a pair of thick eyebrows frown, it seems to be in their own meditation, Han Muzi and song an exchanged their eyes, and then Han Muzi stretched out his hand to pull his sleeve: "what's the matter?"

Feel their cuffs gently pulled, night Mo deep back to God, see Han Muzi eyes clear looking at themselves: "how?"

Night Mo deep eyebrows still frown, but in an instant to recover, since it is a purple little aunt, it must be a good treat.

He stretched out his hand and looked calm: "Hello, Wei Chishen, Muzi's boyfriend."

His words are concise and simple, but he has already indicated his identity and attitude, and he also highly respects song an's address.

Song an can't help but pick eyebrows. He didn't expect that night Moshen would introduce himself so candidly.

"Auntie song, you just got off the plane, haven't you eaten yet? Shall we go to dinner first and then reserve a hotel for you? "

Song an nodded, then pulled his lips and said, "Muzi, can you call me aunt directly? Every time I have to add my last name, I don't know. I think we are just neighbors. "

In fact, song'an knows that Han Muzi yells like this on purpose. After all, both of them did not discuss it before. Now she shouts on purpose, probably hoping that song an can help her round, so as not to be too abrupt.After listening to song'an's reply, Han Muzi sighs in her heart that song'an is really smart. She just calls out, and the other party realizes it and says it naturally.

Han Muzi pursed her lips and laughed, like a coquettish younger generation.

"I'm not. I'm used to it."

Listening to the banter between the two people, standing on one side of the night, Mo Shen suddenly felt that his boyfriend seemed a little redundant. Fortunately, it was not a man who was joking with Muzi.

Night Mo deep thin lips moved, "give me the suitcase."

With that, he took the initiative to help song an lift the suitcase, and then walked in front with a big step, leaving room for the two women.

After the two sides had some distance, song an approached Han Muzi and whispered: "the reaction is very fast."

Han Muzi blinked and looked at her: "so is aunt song."

They reached a consensus and looked at each other for a long time. Song an said, "next, I'll stay with you as your little aunt. Just now I saw him react when he heard her."

Mention this, Han Muzi white face rare serious: "well, I also feel."

"When you get along with him, doesn't he seem to touch his memory at all?"

Han Muzi shook his head, the expression is very helpless, "it seems that once, but in addition to that time, it has never been."

Seeing that she was not depressed, song an, as an elder, had to comfort her: "don't be too pessimistic. Since the matter has come to this point, you can only go step by step."

Han Muzi nodded: "Mu Zi knows."

Song an looks at her again. Compared with the last time we met, Han Muzi has lost a lot of weight. Although her cheeks look ruddy and there are no dark circles around her eyes, her cheeks are concave a lot.

Seeing this, song an's heart softened.

"This period of time, you have worked hard. Next, my aunt will try to help you as much as possible, as well as Wei Chijin."

When it comes to Wei Chi Jin, the temperature in Song Angang's eyes disappears.