Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

Yan Xuewei was about to leave, but Musshen grabbed her wrist.

Mou Sishen's face was a little ugly, Yan Xuewei didn't have any good face when she saw him.I'm not eager for him, I just avoid him as if I saw a ghost.

Have a boyfriend, want to avoid suspicion with him?

Thinking of this, Musshen felt extremely upset.

It is not a good thing for him to look at Song Ziliang with a man's eyes, a white-faced scholar, a man who is a thief and a prostitute.

Anyway, at Mu Sishen, Song Ziliang was a man with bad intentions.

Yan Xuewei is innocent, has a good family, and is very much loved. She is in such a simple environment as university.He worried that she was deceived by the man's rhetoric.

However, this woman didn't appreciate it and made him look like a bad guy.

"Do you know Song Ziliang? Do you know what he has done before and how many girlfriends he has had? His family is innocent, does not mean that he is clean. He..."

"Have you said enough?"

Listening to Mu Si Shen's words, Yan Xuewei felt that she was listening to a joke.Why does he look down on Song Ziliang so much?

"Brother, if you just tell me this, I'm not interested in listening." Yan Xuewei's tone was a little impatient, and then she shook his hand away forcefully.

Mu Sishen was a little surprised, she was turned against the sky, dare to make him face?

"Yan Xuewei, you are thirty years old, do you think you are a little girl in your early twenties?"

There was a deep displeasure in Mu Si's voice.

He felt that Yan Xuewei had to be at least cautious about making boyfriends so as not to be deceived.

However, these words of him stuck in Yan Xuewei's heart like a knife.

"Don't all men like girls in their early twenties? As for whether they are sensible, who cares?"

Yan Xuewei's heart was crushed again.

Here, only a little girl in her early twenties can act recklessly, and she must be sensible at her age.

Yan Xuewei didn't want to face him again, she comforted herself many times in her heart, no one felt distressed, and she couldn't cry.

She was afraid that the longer she stayed here, the more she could not control herself.

"Yan Xuewei, you have changed!"

Become so rebellious, so witty.

Mu Sishen attributed Yan Xuewei's changes to Song Ziliang's damage to her.

"I've changed?" Yan Xuewei looked at Mu Sishen, and she felt a little powerless in her heart.

Even a dog in the family could see her love for him, but he just didn't know it.Did he not know, or did he not want to know?

Yan Xuewei sniffed, she smiled brightly, "Brother 3, people will change."

So, she said she likes him, will she become?

Mu Si Shen should have known this woman's deceptive tricks, "Xuewei, I treat you as a younger sister and don't want to see you hurt. Then, I have already told you, you can figure it out."

younger sister?

It's really a harsh title.

"Thank you."

At this time, Mu Sishen's cell phone rang and rang twice. He didn't want to answer, but when he saw the phone number, he frowned and picked it up.

——Uncle, where are you, someone is bullying me.

"Did you drink? Didn't you tell you that you are not allowed to drink?"

A young girl's voice came from the phone, mixed with alcohol and a strong coquettish voice.

What a girl said, Yan Xuewei heard it really.

——Uncle, someone is bullying me, come and save me~~

The girl's voice was soft and greasy.

It sounds very pleasant.

It's just that this voice is a sharp blade to Yan Xuewei, a knife stuck in her chest.

"Honestly stay there, I'll be right there!" Mu Sishen's tone is not gentle, but anyone can hear the concern in his words.

——Uncle, you are so fierce, I'm so scared~~

The girl was still coquettishly with him, and at the end she giggled.

"wait for me!"

After that, Musshen hung up the phone.

Yan Xuewei looked at Mu Sishen in a daze. He once said that he didn't like women drinking, and they didn't like women going to nightclubs.

It turned out that he just didn't like her.

Mu Sishen put away the phone and looked at Yan Xuewei with a serious face, "Being a boyfriend is not a child's play, you should be careful."

After speaking, before Yan Xuewei could speak, he strode away.

Tears slipped silently, Yan Xuewei heard her heartbroken voice.

It's one thing to hear about his scandals, but it's another to see him and others intimacy with your own eyes.

Still not giving up?

You should give up.

What is appropriate, inappropriate, and dislike is all inappropriate.

There are many requirements for choosing a mate, as long as you like it, the shortcomings can also become the advantages.

Yan Xuewei raised her head, tears from her finger, she watched silently.

People wake up and dreams are over.

**

Musram heard the conversation between the two clearly in the corner, including Yan Xuewei's silent cry.

Late at night, the sports car galloped on the elevated.

When alone, Musram's face was a bit less gentle, but more indifferent.

The eyes hidden behind the glasses are as cold as ice at the moment.

Only the roar of the car can be heard in the car, and the sports car is still accelerating.

The roar broke through the sky.

An hour later, he came to his big flat in the city center.

As soon as the door was hit, the lights in the house were all on.

"You're back."

At this moment, I saw a young girl in white pajamas standing at the door of the bedroom. She woke up with long hair.

She rubbed her eyes, her voice was soft and hoarse.

Musram did not respond. After taking off his shoes, he strode into the living room and then sat directly on the sofa.

"Crack!" The sound of the belt buckle opening.

Upon hearing the sound, the girl's body froze.

"Sizzle." The sound of the trousers zipper unzipping.

Musram leaned on the sofa, his belt was pulled out, and he took off his glasses, with wild cold in his eyes.

"Come here." His voice was cold, without any emotion.

At this time, the girl's sleepiness had all disappeared, and she walked over timidly.

The girl came to him, her hands tightly twisted in front of her, and then she obediently knelt between his legs.

Musram turned his head and lowered his cold eyes, "lick."

I saw the girl pursed her lips, her face was a bit wronged, but she didn't show it.

She did the next movement skillfully.

Musram put an arm on his forehead and let the girl in front of him wait on him.

At this time, Yan Xuewei's face appeared in his mind again, a crying feeble face.

She was so painful, but he couldn't help half.

The thought of this made Musram's heart angry.

He suddenly held the girl's head and sat up, his behavior became savage.

However, this was not enough for him to vent.

He stood up and pushed the girl directly on the sofa.

There was a sound of "crash", the sound of pajamas being torn apart.

"no, do not want……"

The girl whispered aggrieved for mercy, but she couldn't get any tenderness here in Musram.

Musram stood behind her, holding her neck with his big hand.

"Push it up!"

The girl was crying softly, but she still obeyed his words and satisfied him obediently.

As long as Mouslan closes his eyes now, Yan Xuewei's mind is full of crying.

His eyes became colder and colder, and his movements became more violent.

Finally, the girl collapsed on the sofa, and Musram stopped.

He zips up his trousers and stands up, except that his hair is a little messy, he looks clean and gentleman.

The girl looked a little embarrassed.

The pajamas were torn seven or eight, and there were red marks on the white body.

The girl struggled to sit up, she resisted her physical discomfort.

"Mr. Mu, I will put the bath water for you."

The girl wiped her mouth, she stood up slowly leaning on the sofa.

"no need."

Musram put on his glasses, the coldness in his eyes disappeared a little, and he returned to an elegant gentleman.

He took out a card in his pocket.

"Your father had a car accident?"

Hearing this, the girl looked at him in surprise.

"Kari has a million."

There were tears in the girl's eyes, "Mr. Mu, I...I can't take your money anymore..."

Mu Sijue grabbed her hand and put the card in her hand.

"you deserve this."

After that, Mu Sijue walked towards his room.

The girl looked at the card in her hand, her tears falling drop by drop, she looked at Mu Sijue's back blankly.

Why is she crying?

Maybe it's because of moving.

The girl put the card on the table, she went back to the room, washed her body and put on a new set of pajamas, she went to the living room again, and cleaned up the messy sofa.

Seeing that the light was still on in Mouslan's bedroom, she went to the kitchen again and cooked a tomato and egg noodle.

He always comes back late at night, probably because he is busy at work.

There used to be times when he came back hungry and would drink a glass of milk to cope.

Once I had her hot noodle soup, he said it was good.

Therefore, when she is free, she learns to cook, at least she is still useful with him.

A portion of tomato and egg noodles will be cooked in a while.

She came to Mouslan's door and knocked gently, "Mr. Mu."

Mouslan has just taken a shower and his hair hasn't been dried yet.

"what happened?"

"I have cooked you a bowl of noodles. Come and have some, tomato and egg noodles."

Opening the door, Musram smelled a burst of green onion oil.

"Ok."

He came out, and the girl was happy.

She walked quickly ahead, removed the plate on the soup bowl, and passed the chopsticks over.

The tomatoes are blanched in the heat and peeled. After the noodles are cooked, place them in cold water.

Peel the Xihong City and cut into small dices, stir-fry in a pan over low heat, add the seasoning, and then add the beaten eggs. When the tomatoes and eggs are cooked, add the cooked noodles.

In this way, the tomato hot noodle soup will be ready in a while.

Bright red tomatoes and golden eggs are tempting to look at.

Musram also gave a lot of face, a large bowl of noodles, and he ate them cleanly after three clicks.

Watching him eat up all the noodles he made.

There was a slight smile on her face.

When Mu Sijue raised her head, she hurriedly lowered her head.

"You go home and take care of your father."

Upon hearing this, the girl was taken aback.

"Mr. Mu, I..."

"I understand, is one month enough?"

The girl didn't know what her mood was like at this time.

She did this simply because she wanted to do something for him instead of exchanging it with him.

"Thanks... Thank you Mr. Mu."

Musram wiped his mouth and stood up, "rest early."

"Ok."

PS, everyone should see that the men of the Mu family are quite wild.