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"yes, yes." Murong agreed.

Mu Zi asked narrowly, "Do you remember which one Mu Ziza is?" ”

Murong Cheng raised his finger and pointed.

Mu Zi immediately smiled: "I knew you were going to talk nonsense again!" Look, don't remember, do you? ”

Murong Chengman didn't care and said: "The heart is the most important, as long as you have a heart, no matter which star it is, it can be Mu Zi." ”

"Hmph, rhetoric." Mu Zijiao muttered.

I know that he is fooling people again, but I still feel sweet and warm.

The two stopped talking and quietly looked at the starry sky on the summer night.

Mu Zi felt incredible, at this time two years ago, she fell into Qingjiang and died, and two years later, she became his wife.

Looking back on what happened in the past two years, I feel more vivid and vivid than the first twenty years of her life.

It was as if since she met him, the days she had lived before had been bleak and boring, like a walking corpse.

Why?

…… Is it because of love?

Mu Zi curled the corners of her lips slightly and smiled.

Murong Cheng lowered his eyes and asked her, "What are you thinking?" ”

Mu Zi fell into his arms and said shyly, "I didn't think about anything." ”

"You must be thinking about me." Murong Cheng was ashamed.

Mu Zi wanted to scold him for being shameless, but then realized that he was really thinking about him just now, so he couldn't scold him a little bit, and glared at him angrily.

Her eyes have no strength at all, but her eyes are rippling, as if inhaling a charming light, which has infinite style.

Murong Cheng's heart suddenly skipped a beat.

She had a magic power for him: a smile, a look, could make him swoon.

He looked at the girl in front of him, his sideburns were scattered, soft next to her ears, pouring into his heart like a dream, tickling sweet.

Murong Cheng couldn't help but kiss her, doing everything very gently, but his breathing became more and more rough......

The second time for two people is more natural.

Mu Zi felt like a small boat, drifting helplessly in the flooding sea, being thrown to the terrifying forefront from time to time, she was at a loss, crying over and over again in confusion, but ushered in more intense stormy waves, with no end.

The starry night is as cool as water, and the love affair is charming and sweet.

……

When she woke up the next day, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning, and Mu Zi couldn't believe that she had slept so deadly.

On weekdays, she sleeps until eight o'clock at most, and even on holidays, she wakes up early, and then lies in bed to read books and play with her mobile phone.

Looks like last night was too much of a mess.

Mu Zi didn't dare to delay, so she quickly got up and dressed and washed.

Today she invited a friend to come to her house for a party, and now she has nothing to prepare!

When I went downstairs, I saw that there were two more people in the house, and Murong Cheng was talking to them.

Hearing Mu Zi's footsteps, Murong Cheng looked back and introduced to her: "This is Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin, who will be responsible for life here in the future." ”

It was a middle-aged couple, looking forty or fifty years old, gentle and gentle, with a smile on their faces, very husband and wife.

They greeted Mu Zi: "Mrs. is good." ”

Mu Zi's heart warmed, and her smile was a little shy.

She's a wife.

…… Murong Cheng's wife.

"Aunt Qin is responsible for the kitchen and cleaning, Uncle Qin is responsible for mowing the lawn and removing insects, and you can also ask him to repair the water pipes and light bulbs if they are broken." Murong Cheng said, "When your friends come over, you can let Uncle Qin and Aunt Qin start preparing." ”

"I made an appointment with them at three o'clock." Mu Zi replied.

In order to participate in Mu Zi's wedding, Jiang Ci and others deliberately rushed from Qingjiang to Jingling, but yesterday's wedding banquet was too busy, and Mu Zi couldn't care about entertaining them, so they made an appointment to get together again the next day, which can be regarded as practice, after all, after the start of school, it will be difficult for everyone to meet again.

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