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

Mu Sishen was a bit faster than Yan Xuewei. He got out of the bathroom first. Yan Xuewei was a little more comfortable after he left.

Yan Xuewei lingered in the bathroom for another half an hour. When she came out, she heard Musshen talking on the phone in the kitchen.

It was a call from the assistant.

——Mr. Mu, Miss An is sick and wants to see you.

——What did she do to me when she was sick?I am a doctor who can treat illnesses?

——But, Miss Ann...

——Take her to the doctor.

Yan Xuewei put on her pajamas, and she stood at the door quietly listening to the words of God Musi.

Musshen drove hands-free, so she heard everything in the conversation.

Miss An, An Qianqian.

Yan Xuewei lowered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

"It's done."

"Ok."

Yan Xuewei responded and wiped her hair and walked towards the sofa.

"Drink while it's hot."

Mu Sishen walked out of the kitchen with a small bone china bowl in his hand.

"what is this?"

"Ginger soup."

"..."

Can he cook ginger soup?Yan Xuewei looked at him with some surprise.

"There is no Banlangen at home, drink some ginger soup and sweat a little."

"Oh."

Yan Xuewei took the bowl with both hands and stirred gently with the spoon.

Mu Si Shen cooked her ginger soup, this feeling is too unreal.

Yan Xuewei took a sip and it was slightly hot. She stuck out her tongue and snorted.

Mu Sishen curled his lips when he saw this.

"Did you drink it?" Yan Xuewei asked again.

"Drink."

After Mu Sishen finished speaking, he went back to the bathroom, and then Yan Xuewei heard the sound of the hairdryer.

Holding the bowl in her hand, Yan Xuewei's heart was once again confused.

Mu Sishen can always pluck her heartstrings easily, but she also knows that there is a woman named An Qianqian.

Yan Xuewei sighed softly and drank the warm ginger soup in one go.

After drinking, Yan Xuewei went to the kitchen and cleaned the kitchen again. The rain outside was still raining.

Tonight, she may not be able to leave.

After tidying up the kitchen, when he came out again, Musshen was no longer in the bathroom. As for where he went, Yan Xuewei didn't care.

She went straight to the bathroom.

However, as soon as she picked up the hair dryer, Musshen appeared neatly at the door.

Mu Si Shen knocked on the door and called her.

Yan Xuewei looked at him in formal clothes and couldn't help but wonder.

"Are you going out?"

"Well, something is wrong."

what's up?Go to An Qianqian?

Just now on the phone that An Qianqian was ill and wanted to see him. He clearly said so hard, why did he go again now?

Maybe they contacted again while she was cleaning up the kitchen.

Yan Xuewei felt like a fish choked in her throat at this time, unable to vomit and swallow, very uncomfortable.

"You will rest early, and tomorrow I will ask the driver to take you to school." Mu Sishen said again.

See how caring he is, he has even thought of tomorrow morning.

But why can't he think of how painful her heart is now?

"Yeah." After Yan Xuewei turned around, the hair dryer was tightly held in her hand, and she didn't know if she responded.

"I am leaving."

After speaking, Musshen left.

If she takes the initiative more, will their relationship be different?

If she takes the initiative more, will she be able to ask for her love?

Yan Xuewei put down the hair dryer, "Musi God!" She called his name loudly, and then chased it out.

At this time, Musi God was about to open the door.

"How……"

Before Mu Sishen finished asking, Yan Xuewei ran over and hugged him.

Mu Si Shen was stunned by her sudden hug, he opened his arms and let Yan Xuewei hug him like this.

Yan Xuewei's courage didn't know where it came from at this time, she hugged him tightly, she had only one thought in her heart, he could not go to An Qianqian!

"Xuewei?"

"But... can you not go out?" Yan Xuewei tightened her hands, "could it?"

Her voice was crying, and her grievanced voice instantly softened Mussah.

The big hand fell on her shoulder, "What's the matter? Afraid of thunder?"

I'm afraid he will belong to others.

"Ok."

Mu Sishen laughed, "When will you grow up? When you were young, you were afraid of thunder, but when you grow up, you are afraid of it. What should you do if you are alone in the future?"

When Mu Sishen asked this sentence, he felt a little bit in his heart. What would she do if she thundered again when she was alone?

"I don't care, can you not go out?" Yan Xuewei rarely acted like this, and for a while, Musshen felt fresh.

"I have something urgent to deal with." Mu Si Shen said again.

Obviously, he has a reason to go.

Yan Xuewei just started, her round eyes were already full of tears, and they were shaking.

"Brother..." If she is a frightened kitten, she needs to be comforted urgently, don't leave her alone.

"Xuewei, you..."

Facing such a weak Yan Xuewei, Musshen couldn't say anything hard for a while.

"Three brothers..." Yan Xuewei stood on her toes lightly, her lips lightly pressed against Mu Sishen's thin lips.

"..."

Musshen's body stiffened.

Yan Xuewei looked at him pitifully, her little red nose sucked and sucked, "Brother, can you not go out?"

After speaking, she bit her upper lip lightly again, her crystal eyes seemed to be able to speak.

God knows how pure and lustful Yan Xuewei is at this time.

Just because of the hot bath, her face was pink with a clear white.

Because of the ginger soup, a layer of fine sweat appeared on her forehead.

I haven't applied any lipstick. At this time, it is glowing with a healthy pink color, because I have lightly bitten it, and it feels a little watery.

She is like a fresh and dripping peach, as long as he exerts a little force, she can be tender and dripping.

Musshen's apple moved up and down. At this time, he only felt irritable, dry and irritable. He had the urge to drink water.

The last time he and her were together, it was a week ago, but he couldn't forget her taste for a long time.

"Xuewei..." Mu Si Shen's voice became hoarse and low, full of irritability.

The God of Musi at this time is like a fire, and he can form a prairie fire with a little help.

At this time, Yan Xuewei gave him another fire.

Yan Xuewei kissed his lips again, and this time it was not just a taste, her hand hooked the back of his neck, her soft lips pressed tightly against his.

Her body is weak and boneless, close to his.

"Brother, kiss me~"

Yan Xuewei's voice was soft and charming, and Mu Sishen broke the defense instantly.

When the two returned to the bed, their phones rang again.

Yan Xuewei knew what she wanted now, and Mu Si Shen was rather impatient to get her phone.

Yan Xuewei pulled the quilt to cover herself, she leaned over to listen to the movement outside.

--Solve it yourself.

——If you bother me with such trivial things in the future, you will get out!

Yan Xuewei didn't know who the other party was, but Mu Sishen's face was not good.

As soon as Mu Sishen hung up, he immediately called again.

At this moment, he had walked into the bedroom and sat on the bed. Yan Xuewei got up and saw the caller's name.

An Qianqian.

Yan Xuewei's face suddenly changed, her hands were tightly gripped on the quilt.

At this moment, Yan Xuewei's heart was full of anger and jealousy, that kind of terrible jealousy.

For a moment, she was thinking, if there is no An Qianqian in this world, it would be great.

At this time, Musshen answered the phone, but his face was still not good.

——I don’t see a doctor if I have something to do.

Musshen finished speaking impatiently, and then he shut down and threw the phone aside.

Yan Xuewei was still thinking about An Qianqian's affairs, and Mu Sishen pressed on him.

How careless Mu Si God.

She had seen Mu Sishen being so careful about An Qianqian before, but now because he was going to bed with her, he immediately became impatient with An Qianqian.

Their call took less than ten seconds.

How unfeeling can a man be so indifferent?

Yan Xuewei thought of herself in the future, Musshen would be so indifferent to her.

Musi held her chin with his big hand, "Let's continue."

Yan Xuewei looked at him blankly. She was lost for a moment. What did she want?

With him, do you want a momentary pleasure, or do you want him to fall in love with yourself?

She has been with him for more than ten years and hasn't made him fall in love for ten years. Is it all right now?

Yan Xuewei is not so blindly confident.

Yan Xuewei's hand was on Musshen's chest. Is this a stone?

Mu Si Shen shook her hand, "What's the matter?"