Chapter 1127

"Next day, you can sit by yourself for a while. I'm still busy here. Fu'er, go upstairs and teach you uncle Xiaoyan and chuang'er to have dinner downstairs."

"Oh, yes." Mu Ning Fu went upstairs, while Jun Lin Tian sat on the sofa in the living room and read the newspaper.

Mu Ningfu walked up to the second floor, and before she reached Jun Xiaoyan's bedroom, she heard the low and soft voice of Jun Xiaoyan and min zhuanger.

Min Zhuang'er: "wear this one. I like you to wear this one."

Jun Xiaoyan: "where's the coat?"

Min chuang'er: "this Well, it doesn't look good. This one? Well, it's good. It's so handsome. "

Min Zhuang'er is dressing up and roaring. Mu Ning Fu can't help but lighten the footsteps.

Min Huixian was supposed to finish it, but now min Zhuang'er is working as a wife like a hostess, while min Huixian is reduced to an old lady, cooking downstairs .

with the door open, mu Ningfu quietly leans out half of her body and looks at the ambiguous atmosphere in the room through the crack of the door.

She doesn't know what kind of mentality she is. Mu Ningfu is very strange at the moment. She feels that she has become Su Daqiang who peeps through the door.

Is it time to go straight up and knock on the door?

She didn't know .

mu Ningfu saw that the man with mature breath, a mixture of hero and devil, was wearing his upper body. Although his muscles were not strong, they were tight and tight. With his back to Mu Ning Fu, min Zhuang'er takes a shirt and puts it on for Jun Xiaoyan.

Man's back has a lot of scars, whiplash traces like suffering saints, holy and evil.

And the crater Min Zhuang'er is obsessed with watching and can't help touching.

"This When did you leave it? I mean this bullet hole in your shoulder. I haven't heard your story

Every bullet hole in Jun Xiaoyan's body contains a story, which is remembered by min Zhuang'er.

"18 years ago, when the Mekong River massacre killed nukang's close friend, the second leader of the Mekong River, Zika." Jun Xiaoyan's back to Zhuang'er replied, "he ran away in a speedboat and was shot in the head by me. His son shot me a gun."

"Zika has a son?"

"Yes, a ten year old boy." Speaking of this sentence, Jun Xiaoyan mouth, slowly pull out a meaningful smile.

"Oh, that's great." When min Zhuang'er worshipped, he gently touched the man's medal with his fingers.

Mu Ning Fu leaned against the wall and had nothing to say.

She came to the edge of a secret emotion.

The ambiguous atmosphere made her forget that she was coming to ask them to come downstairs for dinner.

Min Zhuang'er puts on his shirt for the hero in his heart. Jun Xiaoyan turns to look at her. Min Zhuang'er lowers his head and instead of his mother, buttons up his shirt one by one for Jun Xiaoyan.

Mu Ning Fu looked, with a strange mood, peep, peep at the front, with a secret color of everything.

The feeling, like a deer in the forest, dim color light, hit two people, min Zhuang'er continued to ask, "do you want to wear a tie?"

(their conversation skips all forms of address, as if that layer of address indicating identity should not exist; existence is nothing.)

"Why do you make me so grand for family parties?" Jun Xiaoyan smile, the snake in the garden of Eden low voice, that is to tempt Eve to eat forbidden fruit.

Not only makes Zhuang'er sink, but also leaves mu Ningfu with only the power of parry. She can understand min zhuanger.

"I love dressing you up." Minzhuang'er was coquettish and took a long black coat and put it on for Jun Xiaoyan, "just like you like to dress me up."

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