Chapter 652

Gu Shaoqing droops his eyes, and Kurosawa's pupil slowly shrinks.

Now, even if she was forced by Sheng Jieli, it seemed to be in vain. The man clasped her waist finger and immediately said, "you are not comfortable these two days. After dinner, I will watch you drink the medicine soup before you leave."

"No, you send it to the villa area. I'll do it myself..."

"Drink for yourself?"

The man picks eyebrows, and the whole handsome face set off by the lukewarm voice seems to be cool and expressionless: "I asked people to send you so many days before, which time did you drink? If I drink it, I'm afraid my health will not be as empty as it is now. "

Looking up, Mu Jiutian doesn't understand what medicine Gu Shaoqing sells in his gourd. Even if he really wants to find a shield, he shouldn't find himself.

She struggles for one point without any trace, and Gu Shaoqing's strength is followed by two points quietly, and her steps are pressing relentlessly.

"Miss mu." Looking at the two people's bodies in front of her, Zhang Kexin's fingernails are buttoned into the palm of her hand without any trace. She looks at them from the top to the bottom. Mingming is only two years older than her, but her smile and twinkle are all warm and soft. Her face is white and pure, almost jealous, Take a deep breath slowly: "although my great aunt didn't say that Shaoqing is still connected with you when she asked me to come here, it's a kind of coincidence since we all met. It's better to sit down and have a meal together."

Looking at Mu Jiutian's appearance that she seemed to want to say something else, she said with a slight smile, "don't hurry. It's getting late. Aunt Yu has also cooked your meal. Shaoqing and I can't finish our meal, but also let Shaoqing worry about you."

It's a beautiful scene.

But how also cannot disguise she is stands in a master's position.

In the face of Zhang Kexin's eagerness, Mu Jiutian's eyes hovered between them, and finally suddenly flashed in his mind what yalman had said to her some time ago.

Smile: "well, since Miss Zhang said so, I'll stay."

They sat down again. Gu Shaoqing took Mu Jiutian to his side. As for Zhang Kexin, he chose the position opposite Gu Shaoqing.

It happened that Aunt Yu also brought out the newly fried dishes: "Miss Zhang, I don't know whether the vegetarian dishes are to your taste. If you like anything, you can tell me again."

"Thank you, aunt Yu. The food you cook smells delicious."

Aunt Yu didn't respond. She just nodded with a smile and sent another cup of porridge to Mu Jiutian. She said, "madam, this is your favorite preserved egg and lean meat. I hope you can eat two more mouthfuls. You can see that you are thinner than before."

The resentment between her and Gu Shaoqing could not be related to her aunt. Mu Jiutian didn't say much, but just said "yes".

A meal, eat so quiet, the table in addition to the occasional Gu Shaoqing to Mu wine sweet food and calm voice low coax words, only chopsticks and dishes collision crisp sound.

A cup of porridge is not much, and the sweet Mu wine is about half eaten. Before putting down the spoon, you can hear the steady tone of the body: "take two more mouthfuls."

The action did not stop for this.

Mu Jiutian pushed the porridge cup forward. With a simple white hand, he drew a piece of paper on the dining table and wiped his lip. He shook his head: "no, I'm full."

Gu Shaoqing looked in and roughly calculated her food intake. She didn't persuade her any more. As soon as she got up, the mobile phone on the tea table in the living room rang.

The tall figure walked over, leaned over and picked it up. It was quiet for two seconds before he picked it up: "what's the matter?"

I don't know who the person on the other end of the phone is and what he said. Gu Shaoqing's still calm face sank down and turned back. When she passed by mujiutian, she leaned over her face and kissed her. Her mobile phone was withdrawn a little further: "wait for me first, I'll send you back in half an hour."

She did not answer, he straightened up, while walking, rippling out a beautiful and mature smile, answer the question of the person on the other end of the phone.

The voice said, "well, my wife."

Zhang Kexin, who was left behind by his disciples and watched the scene before him, only felt that he was sitting on one side and was set off by Shengsheng as an embarrassing drama.

Long finger combed his long hair. After Gu Shaoqing disappeared in the stairwell, he said in a reluctant voice: "I'm sorry, I didn't know Miss Mu was in qingzhai before I came here today, and Shaoqing didn't seem to tell the Gu family about Miss mu. Otherwise, Gu's uncle and mother would not arrange me to go on a blind date with him."

"It doesn't matter." A little powder Dai's small face in the bright light, only left warm and cool, with hands holding the head action, with the stock has always been not too concerned about the appearance: "anyway, I did not tell him to my friends and relatives know, it is even."The speech is choked, Zhang Kexin continues: "that Miss Mu didn't want to remarry with Shaoqing? You were also married in those years, and you are very familiar with each other's living habits and personalities. The running in period should be eliminated, but... "

"I said this for Miss Mu's sake, at the beginning, now. If you put your situation in the present situation, that child may become a dissatisfied place for the elders. No matter what, it's all your and other people's children. If you let Shaoqing take care of her for a lifetime... "The place where you stop is enough to attract people's imagination. Zhang Kexin smiles and maintains the posture of a famous lady. He smiles and nods to her with a slender neck:" I'm a straight person, And I like to tell the truth most. Don't be angry with Miss mu. "

"No way."

Of course not.

But if Zhang Kexin is really for her sake, there will be no such polarized terms as "Miss Mu" and "Shaoqing".

Mujiutian naturally can't Miss Zhang Kexin's careful thinking, but she doesn't care. Her white fingers curl up and buckle on the desk: "thank you for Miss Zhang's kind reminder, but it's really late. As you said, I still have children with others, so now I need to go back to take care of my children."

"But Shaoqing just said..."

"He didn't tell me to his family. Why should I take care of his mind?"

Her voice was light and mocking. In the light, Zhang Kexin looked at the shadow on her face. After several times of meditation, she gritted her teeth and stood up: "OK, since the driver of qingzhai needs to pass Shaoqing, I'll let my driver see you off."

"Thank you, Miss Zhang."

No rejection, even on the way back, mujiutian immediately asked people to meet Qi Ruifeng in the name of Gu Shaoqing.

She kept talking all the way, until Sheng Jieli's voice came from the microphone in the living room, her heart settled down: "Jieli."

"Sweet aunt."

Ming Ming and a year ago is the same tone, but in addition to the voice, there is no slightest resemblance, calm and calm, showing the precocious and steady after the big accident.

Heart involuntarily a pull, again export called his name: "Jie Shi, good, don't be afraid, after a while to find your uncle will take you to sweet aunt here, at that time sweet aunt will tell you some secrets, will also let you see sweet aunt's baby, you don't always expect sweet aunt to give you a younger brother and sister? Now it's a boy. "

"Aunt Tian..."

Again, mujiutian can almost think of how nervous and sour the handsome little boy on the phone who perfectly inherits Sheng Huai's warm and beautiful appearance is, but he restrained himself from nodding: "OK, aunt Tian is waiting for me."

"Well, aunt sweet is waiting for you."

Before and after less than half an hour, she was nervous when she heard the sound of the car.

A year ago, even though she thought she had managed everything well, she still ignored the psychological problems of a young child. When he had only one relative left, she left him behind. Mujiutian even worried that Xiaojie would blame her, hate her and be hostile to her when she came in.

Fortunately, God always likes to bring some joy when people feel the most difficult.

"Sweet aunt."

Tender voice, if you listen carefully, has a hidden deep choking.

Although he was not as lively and active as he was then, and he wanted to rush into the arms of mujiutian like a small steel gun, he was no longer like the shabby clothes he wore in the boxing room that day. He was dressed in a delicate suit with a low-key gray color, which made his eyebrows restrained and precocious. Standing three steps away, he called out with a friendly voice, The bottom of the eyes is not natural and a little red.