Mo Yan Jue goes upstairs.

Muqiqi has changed her white wedding dress and put on her comfortable home clothes.

Is a person staring at a big diamond inlaid wedding dress in a daze, Mo yanjue opens the door to come in.

"Are you back?" Mu Qiqi hears the sound to walk toward him, very natural open arms embrace him.

"Why, miss me after a while?" Mo yanjue joked and rubbed her palm in the back of her head. It looked like a simple action with endless indulgence.

Muqiqi didn't speak, so quietly in his arms, cheek on his white shirt, feeling from his strong sense of security and the faint fragrance of green tea.

"What's the matter?"

Look at her act like a little girl, Mo yanjue's mouth cocked up a charming arc, this kind of Muqiqi he did not see for a long time.

Since she had a child, she has become more and more calm. It has not happened for a long time to act like this to seek comfort.

"It's OK. I just want to hold you." Muqiqi tightly hugs his waist, the voice is gentle and soft, really with eighteen nine little girl no difference.

Mo Yan Jue couldn't help laughing, "you can hold as long as you want."

Mu Qiqi listens to his heartbeat, half ring just slowly opens a mouth, "thank you."

"Fool, to say thank you should be me, I owe you too much, with a lifetime to make up for the end."

Hearing her soft and waxy tone, Mo yanjue's heart was about to melt. Her warm palm could not help rubbing it in the back of her head.

"No, no, you bring me more joy than I owe, so it's even."

What Mu Qiqi didn't like to hear most was that he said that he owed something. Who owed who was there when two people were together?

In fact, it's more about who loves whom.

He can think of such a romantic wedding so carefully, she has been very happy and satisfied, the rest is not important.

Mo yanjue was heartbroken, and his face was softer. He gently pulled up the corners of his mouth and said softly, "OK, it's even."

The words were even, but in his heart he knew that he needed to do more than that in the future.

Now, it's better to realize it in the future.

Gently kiss her forehead, he said: "I'll take a bath and change clothes."

Mu Qiqi song came to him, smiling a little shy. When he saw that he was about to walk to the bathroom, he remembered his poor brother and Yang Yilin.

Hastily and quickly chase after the past, uncertain proof way, "you did not Yu Shuo and Yang Yilin how?"

Mo Yan Jue turned back and gave her a meaningful look, "put it down."

Mu Qiqi saw his sinister eyes and knew that they were not so lucky.

He puffed his lips and walked into the sofa.

After sitting down, she sent a wechat to Zhenzhen and Qingqian respectively, asking about the situation of the two people.

Yu Qingqian is very polite, plus long yushuo that kid is smart, and he doesn't deserve the Mo yanjue. Naturally, it's nothing.

Sun Zhenzhen is really different. She just carried the unconscious Yang Yilin to bed. She was so angry that she couldn't find a place to spread her anger. Just then, her wechat came in and directly roared.

"Qiqi, I tell you, you can take good care of your family moyanjue. It's really not a thing. We Yang Yilin are unconscious. What's wrong with him? How can he be a brother like this? I'll tell you, next time I... I'll never see him! What the hell

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