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

"Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu?"

Seeing Yu Shi's stood there, Yan Xuewei tried to call him twice.

"At." Mussen quickly returned to God, he raised his hand and wiped his eyes and strive to raise his lips, showing an extremely reluctant smile.

Yan Xuewei looked at him with confusion, "Mr. Mu, what happened?"

Msshi got over, he hangs down the scorpion and didn't dare to see her again. Every time I look at her, he will recall more, and every time I recall, it is a bit.

"Is this your tea room?" Mussen turned the topic.

"Um."

Yan Xuewei took him into the tea room.

In his impression, Yan Xuewei doesn't like to drink tea. She likes to drink sweet things. I used to drink tea before, she will drink a bite of his tea cup. Every time I finish drinking, she will grin his mouth and suffer.

A square table, they were sitting on one side, Yan Xuewei put a tea set, a small teapot, the teacup washed twice, she gave him a cup.

"Mr. Mu, taste it."

Muschen nodded slightly, he took a tea cup, got a bite, and the tea is fragrant, and the tea is good.

"How?" Yan Xuewei looked forward to him.

"The taste is good, the tea is overflowing, the entrance is slippery, and after the product will return."

Listening to the evaluation of Msshi God, Yan Xuewei smiled, she took a tea cup, and the little mouth was drinking.

Her way of this is like a tea often drinking tea.

When Mosh God realized this, he was more bitter in his heart.

She changed.

A pot of tea is finished, and Yan Xuewei has renewed the water again, but when she fell, she splashed along the pot.

"what!"

Yan Xuewei exclaimed, tightly recovered.

"How are you?"

Mosh God got up, he clenched Yan Xuewei's hand.

"Pain ~"

Muos' s eyebrows wrinkled, and Yan Xuewei's eye was red.

He checked her left hand, and he was splashed with hot water on his back.

"it's okay no problem."

Msshi got her wrist, took her to the toilet. He opened the faucet, rushed on her back with cold water.

Probably the reason, Yan Xuewei shrinks to hide behind, Msshi's patience comforts her, "It doesn't matter, cold water is not painful."

Yan Xuewei is not speaking, but he can hear her soft sob.

"Sorry, I should come."

Yan Xuewei, a double-white little hand, is already in Hong Tong, Mushizhen is both distressed and self-blaming.

Yan Xuewei has said that the sound is slightly wronged, "I am too stupid."

"No, you are very smart, smart than others."

Mudd's immortal wanted to comfort her, ghost, he pulled her hand and put a hot kiss.

So smoked, Yan Xuewei took back his hand.

When Murgon, Murchen God was still stunned, he didn't know why he would have this behavior.

"Xue Wei, I ..."

When Yan Xuewei took his hand behind him, she looked at him with red cheeks. She was ashamed at this time.

"Mu ... Mr. Mu, you ..."

Mussen is a long time like a misty boy, "I ... I ..." He looked at Yan Xuewei's shocked look, he was eager to explain, but he could not find any reasons.

Seeing her injury, seeing her grievance, he would hose her tight. Let her feel that he is with her.

But now, he is not qualified.

Yan Xuewei is tensioned with lip, and they are relative, and their eyes are complicated.

Yan Xuewei's expression is shameful, and there are some unclear love, Music God is the enthusiasm of a face.

, speeding up between two.

Yan Xuewei went back to God, she took off his eyes down, "Mr. Mu, when ......"

"Oh." Mussen gods should have a low low, "Then I will go first."

Yan Xuewei nodded gently, she didn't speak.

Musicon leaving, and Yan Xuewei opened, she lowered his head, it seems that I didn't dare to see him.

When two people were wrong, Mosh God's hand and Yan Xuewei were inadvertently touched together.

Yan Xuewei is like electric shock, tightly returned, and she is holding with his hands and is complicated.

Miss God just walked out of the door of the toilet, suddenly he stepped.

Just when Yan Xuewei was also prepared, Msshi Shen suddenly folded back. He pressed the shoulders of Yan Xuewei and took her on the wall.

"Mr. Mu!" Yan Xuewei exclaimed, she glared at the beautiful scorpion, and she was surprised to look at Msshi God.

Mosh God is better than Yan Xuewei, and he will be embossed in the corner, his breathing is full.

He hurriedly breathed, and he wanted to color.

"Mr. Mu ..." Yan Xuewei looked at him, the pink lips were biting, even her body seems to be trembling.

She is also afraid of nervousness.

Mosh God tried to suppress my heart to the love of her soon, and his hand was holding a boxing force against the wall, "Xue Wei, sorry." He said with a dumb voice.

Yan Xuewei hangs his eyes, she said softly, "Mr. Mu, you hurt me."

Wen said, Music's gods quickly released her.

Yan Xuewei licks his wrist, and his head does not speak.

Musi got her appearance of her eyes, he knew that he was scared.

"Feel sorry……"

"Mr. Mu, Duan Na told me."

"what?"

Yan Xuewei looked up, she was a calm look of Musico, "You and I have happened before."

I heard the words, Musican was shocked, "Snow ... Xue Wei ..."

Yan Xuewei smiled, "Mr. Mu, maybe there are two people in this world, I have no missem, it is what you recognize."

"No, no, you are her, you are Xue Wei."

"Mr. Mu, I don't like it."

"..."

Yan Xuewei sentence, but also makes Msshi gods to touch, what is her meaning?

However, Yan Xuewei did not continue to say, she only said, "Mr. Mu, time is not early."

"Xue Wei, I will prove to you, what happened between us."

Yan Xuewei, laughing, in her eyes, Msshi god like a patient, paranoid patient.

"I don't maliciously, I will not harm you, so don't prevent me."

Every time she is guarded, she has a heart.

"Mr. Mu, if you have always regarded me as another woman, I will not be happy."

"Can……"

"Mr. Mu," Yan Xuewei looked at his scorpion, she got close to him, she looked up, like a deep affection, "I am just me."

Said, she picked up the feet in his cheek as a little water, and fell a kiss.

Mudd's gods looked at her. He slowly lifted his hand and touched the place she just kissed. "Xue Wei?"

He fainted his head and completely did not look at her. Is his story touched her, or tonight his behavior brings her good feeling?

Yan Xuewei treats his attitude, just like a mountain trolley, the first time, Music God feels not confident.

Yan Xuewei's cheek blush, she didn't dare to look straight to his eyes, "Mr. Mu, time is not early."

Msshi's hand tight and loose, at a loss, he wants to ask her, she doesn't think of him, or she has a good impression on him.

He can't be so anxious, can't scare her. Yan Xuewei is now a very personalized girl, and it takes time between them.

Mr. Mu returned to the hotel, he was lying on the side of the bed, until three in the morning, he did not sleep.

He is full of excitement on his face, and the brain is the picture when Yan Xuewei kisses him.

Her gentle eyes, shameless cheeks, it is not in time, she is different from him.

Adults are extremely sensitive in terms of the opposite sex. Yan Xuewei is in a statement, she does not exclude Msshi god, even give him a sense.

Mussen is excited to sit up, it seems to haven't used it for a long time, Xue Wei can come back again.

I thought of this, Musshi god can't stop exciting.

Breaking the sky, he sent a smiling friends circle. He has not sent a circle of friends for two years. He has a simple expression, and the friends in WeChat are fried.

Mussen never felt so happy, the original is that all of his happiness is a smile, a hug, a kiss, can make him happy.

This time, he will never lose her anymore.

**

Due to the matter of last night, Yan Xuewei and Mussen 's relationship has a forward-winding development.

Mosh God doesn't want to think about her, today he gave birth to Yan Xuewei to have lunch.

Moso god took a look of Yan Xiangwei at the school gate. She wore a plaid coat today, wearing a brown high collar sweater, turning a light makeup, her whole person looks a touch of soft gentleness.

Yan Xuewei got on the car, she took off the leather gloves because of cold reasons, her cheeks were flourished.

Mosh God gives her a bottle of hot ginger tea.

Warm hand. "

Yan Xuewei looked at him unexpectedly, "Where to buy?"

"I cooked."

Mosh god cooked in the hotel, installed in the thermal cup, wait until the snowwear, then install it into the bottle so that she can warm her hand, can drink after the hand.

If you hear him, Yan Xuewei flashed in a smoother.

She looked at the water bottle in her hand, and her lips showed a smile.

"Mr. Mu, I am so intimate."

Said, she holds her jar hands hands.

Mushizhen stretched out, Yan Xuewei's consciousness hid, she looked at him in a pair of scorpions.

"The hair is chaotic." Said, Msshi will cover the hair in front of her face to her ear.

Yan Xuewei's cheeks can not suppress red, she lowered, did not dare to look at him again.

Looking at such a shame, the Snow Wei, Musi God is stupid.

In order to avoid yourself, he tested his hand.

"do you have time tomorrow?"

"have."

"Do you like ski?"

"still alright."

"I have a slockle in China."

"Wow, that is too cool, is your ski technology?"

"still alright."

"Then you can teach me tomorrow?"

Mudd's lips lip.

"I will call a few friends tomorrow."

"it is good."