Liu Youmei's engagement, and the people who got married all went together, anyway, they said they wanted to bring their families. If you don't go, it will seem that you don't give face, this kind of thing is to be lively, the more people, the better the popularity.

Actually, it's just an engagement banquet, not a wedding, so it's really a waste of money to make such a big show.

But. Women don't all want their weddings to be as big as possible, maybe in the old memories, sweet, noisy, all forgotten, but that day will never be forgotten.

Zhongqing also told Mo Yichen when she went back that night, Mo Yichen is a busy person, and she doesn't expect him to have time to accompany her.

Besides, they didn't have a wedding at that time, and to be honest, Zhong Qing still had some minds.

"When?" Mo Yichen asked. Dull pills.

"Noon the day after tomorrow!"

I like to watch the calendar, but I am quite good at choosing the time, and it happened to be the weekend. Rest everyone. However, Mo Yichen's work is not only day and night, but also weekends.

"I'll arrange it, I'll come back to pick you up when the time comes!" Mo Yichen agreed, Zhong Qing was a little surprised, he had time?

The engagement was very lively, and it seems that Liu Yumei is indeed hanging to the rich second generation this time.

I love to think of my wedding that ended without a problem, and I feel a little lost.

It's just that the legendary husband is not so shocking, and he has a hint of joy in his bad heart, and he is not as handsome as his husband.

They are all colleagues from the company. Mo Yichen did not love the arrogance he imagined. I won't deliberately compliment, but I can say a few words to anyone, safe and generous, the more I feel that my husband is satisfied, the little sourness at the beginning will also dissipate a little, not as stuffy as the chest just started.

After the engagement feast, they each went home, and they found that this was not the way home.

"Where are you going?"

"You'll know when you arrive!" Mo Yichen sold a pass.

The window was open, and when it started, the wind blew into the window, and the car decoration hung on the car rang with a ringing bell, and the heart of love also followed the ringing bell, and the echo rippled away.

This car ornament is a favorite to buy, when Mo Yichen gave her the car, she felt that the car was bare, too stereotyped, not good-looking, when she bought it, she simply bought a pair, and when Mo Yichen installed it, he was reluctant, he didn't like this kind of bells and whistles.

However, he hadn't taken it off yet, but it was an accident.

Zhong leaned back in the chair, his head tilted, resting on the car door, and his side face could be seen clearly.

She stared, gradually losing her mind, until the face in her sight slowly became blurred, and Mo Yichen's chuckle suddenly broke the silence, "What, you're still satisfied with your husband's appearance, right?"

Zhong Qing immediately adjusted his gaze and denied, "Stinky beauty! How can I look at you? I'm tired! Lean here to rest!"

He was still laughing, not stopping, and ignoring her explanations.

"I want to listen to music!" In order to hide this embarrassment, in order to drown out his laughter, she turned on the music in the car.

On the radio, the host's soft voice came out, and a warm love song was played: I want steady happiness, can resist the cruelty of the end, can have a home in the restless late night, I want stable happiness, can touch with my hands, and have your temperature every time I reach into my arms...

I like Eason Chan's song very much, and Wang Zimo also likes it, they have also sung this song in KTV, which will listen to this song, and it will inevitably arouse the melancholy hidden in the bottom of my heart.

"What's wrong?" Mo Yichen found that his expression was a little sad, and he didn't look very happy.

"It's okay...... I'm just tired......" Zhong sneered, and pretended to pull his hair to hide his distraction.

Zhong Qing squinted for a while, and found that it hadn't arrived yet.

"Where is this?" Zhong Qing sat up suddenly, and found that the car was driving farther and farther.

"If you sleep for a while, it's estimated that you'll be there!" Mo Yichen stared ahead with his eyes, and his words were a little ridiculous.

He smiled, and there was even more excitement in his smile, "It will definitely make your trip worthwhile!"

He drove the car to the beach.

There is a majestic beauty on the seaside at sunset, but I didn't expect Mo Yichen to have such a good interest, isn't his time all billed by the second?

How can there be such a waste of American time here?

"I'm not a machine, I also need to rest!" Mo Yichen is actually a person who can enjoy it, he will come here for a vacation when he is not busy with work, he has not brought anyone to this place, Mo Yichen also has times when he is tired, but this exhaustion, he hides it well.

The sea at night is indeed a different kind of beauty, and the whole sea surface is covered by a thick black canopy.

The waves came from the distant sky and roared, wave after wave, beating the shore in the rhythm of the rhythm, and the sky and the earth were all the same.

She and he sat at the seafood stall by the sea, the sea breeze blowing her hair, scattering and cheering.

Zhong Qing narrowed his eyes and ran his hand through the flying hair, and he filled the glass of water in front of her.

At this moment, Mo Yichen does not have that kind of coldness, and there is a touch of warmth all over his body, which makes Zhong Qing think of a word, warm as jade, which has never been compatible with Mo Yichen.

After thinking about it, even his own couldn't help but laugh.

The smile I love looks especially beautiful under the lights.

The smile of a beautiful woman is always good-looking, and Mo Yichen couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips.

At this time, the weather is not hot, it is already autumn, but there are still a lot of people, and it is estimated that there will be no people after a while!

On weekends, there are a lot of people on the beach, basically dressed casually, alone, suits and leather shoes, out of place, but the unique temperament exuded by the body is even more outstanding.

Mo Yichen is the only person who likes to wear a suit in real life and has the temperament of a president.

Wang Zimo is a bit ruffian, a little less ruthless, although he is also handsome, but in all fairness, he is really not more suitable than Mo Yichen.

"Look at me again?" he laughed.

This time he was caught, and Zhong Qing did not deny it, and his hair was blown by the wind again, and Zhong Qing wrapped his hair behind his ears: "I just think it's weird for Master Mo to dress like this to come to the beach." ”

"Really?" he asked rhetorically, "and if you look at this beach, who else is more handsome than me?"

"......" is speechless, if it is really easy to change its nature and difficult to change, it is still so unstoppable.

It's just that she didn't dare to say it in front of him!

This nasty wind, the hair always comes out to make trouble.

When I came out today, because I was going to attend a wedding, my hair was draped, and I didn't have anything to tie my hair.

Mo Yichen frowned when he saw that his beloved hand frequently touched his hair, and finally, he untied his tie and used a slight force, and the tie became two pieces in his hand.

Zhong Qing doesn't understand what he is doing, show that he has a lot of strength, don't you have to do this, scare her?

"What are you going to do?"

Mo Yichen walked behind Zhong Qing, slowly combed her hair with his hands, and then tied up her hair with the remaining half of the tie.

Zhong Qing still didn't understand the moment he got up.

But when his fingers touched her hair, she instantly understood what he was going to do.

His palms are very large, and although his movements are as gentle as possible, he still inevitably pulls on her hair, which hurts a little.

The warmth of his fingers passed through her scalp into her heart.

I like to sit there quietly, very cooperative.

It's like a girl who loves beauty, waiting for her mother to talk about the longing of braids.

Until Mo Yichen's deep voice came: "Okay!"

Zhong Qing was melted by his action, and felt that his whole body was warm, so he raised his head with a childlike satisfied smile on his face: "Is it good-looking?"

Mo Yichen looked at it seriously for a long time and nodded: "You can still see it!"

Mo Yichen is not the kind of person who can praise people, this sentence can still be read, it is already the highest evaluation.

Love to pout, what, say that she is the most handsome in the world, say that she can see, is there such a person?

Flatter yourself!

However, Master Mo personally tied her hair, which was really touching.

Mo Yichen had combed his sister's hair before, so he still knew how to comb it, but he hadn't combed it for many years.

So when I saw that Zhongqing had been worrying about her hair being blown by the wind, I wanted to help her tie it up.

Just now, Zhong Qing was peeling crabs and shrimp for her, Mo Yichen didn't do much, and he didn't eat much when he saw Zhong Qing.

Mo Yichen put on gloves to peel the crab for her, and after peeling it, put it on the plate in front of her.

I love to be able to enjoy his treatment, I'm just flattered, my lord is too abnormal today?

Mo Yichen peeled faster than Zhongqing, he was responsible for peeling, she kept eating, seeing him peeling again, Zhongqing waved his hand: "I really can't eat it!"

"I know, this is for myself!" Mo Yichen looked at his face full of ridicule.

Zhongqing is also a little embarrassed, for so long a day, he peeled her, crab and shrimp, he himself didn't eat much, she peeled slowly, he didn't eat much.

I feel that Mo Yichen has written on his face now, you are a foodie.

"Are you complaining that I ate all the ones you peeled?"

"Don't you dare!" he took a sip of wine and fed the glass he had drunk to her mouth, "Take a sip?"

She closed her lips and ignored her.

Zhongqing often drank beer at night for a while, and then it became a habit, and he always wanted to drink a little at night, Mo Yichen didn't like women to drink, and he didn't drink it again after he married Mo Yichen.

Shaking his head, he said, "Didn't you say that girls can't drink?"

"Just a small bite. He smiled, "Don't worry, I'm here, I'll carry you back when I'm drunk." ”

Why is she afraid of getting drunk? Although she is not strong enough to drink, she can still have a small glass.

Although I haven't drunk baijiu, I'm in a good mood today, and I want to drink a glass for the most beautiful scenery.

She took the glass and drank it dry in one gulp, and now that the weather was cold, they all drank white wine, and the spicy irritation ran from her throat all the way to her stomach.

It's hot, it's a little uncomfortable!

This liquor is really ····· It's exciting enough, I thought about it and found such a word.

Mo Yichen was a little surprised, but he didn't expect this woman to be bored, her eyes were bright, and she praised with a smile, "Good amount of wine!

Zhong Qing naturally understood that he was laughing at her, how could she have any good amount of alcohol.

Mo Yichen saw her take another wine glass, pour the wine, and put it in front of her, as if he wanted to get drunk with her.

Zhong Qing was about to drink it in one gulp like just now, but Mo Yichen stopped him this time: "Stupid, do you drink such a liquor drink?"

"You made me drink it, if I don't drink it, it won't give you face!"

After drinking, he suddenly felt as if his head was a little dizzy, Mo Yichen looked at her like this, stupid, cute and cute: "Don't be really drunk!"

"What's the matter, you don't want to carry me, but you regret it?" Zhongqing's tongue was slightly unstraight.

Mo Yichen smiled silently, continued to fill up, and drank cup by cup.

When he accidentally knocked over the water glass on the table and wiped it with his hands, he came to help her, so she stopped and let him wipe it on her clothes.

Was it drunkenness, or was it that messy look, or was it his gentleness tonight?

Zhong Qing silently watched him wipe her clothes, and the still water in her lowered eyes was not messy.

When he returned to his seat, he filled the cups for the two of them, the hand that poured the wine trembled a little, shed some and spilled it on the table, groaned slightly, raised his head and smiled, and raised his glass, "I respect you for this cup, thank you for the gentle Mo Yichen tonight, thank you for bringing me here, I am very happy." ”

"Okay! Cheers!" Mo Yichen always smiled and groaned, touching her cup lightly.

"This cup, I salute you, I wish us a good time?" Zhong Qing said very slowly, and his eyes were covered with a layer of mist.

"Okay, grow old together!"

The dizziness of love is dizzy, and he feels that the man in front of him is gradually becoming a little unreal.

But she felt that she was not drunk, she was still conscious, and she knew who the man in front of her was? It was her husband Mo Yichen.

He didn't break his promise, and carried her back to the room step by step.

In fact, she wants to say, she can go, she doesn't have to carry him, she wants to say, she can drink a few more glasses, she wants to say, she will never drink again, this is the last time, she wants to say, in fact, her husband is really handsome, she wants to say, Mo Yichen, we love each other well, forget the past, okay?

The beloved front heart was close to Mo Yichen's back.

This is the closest time two people get there!

The heartbeats of the two people are intertwined, like the most beautiful music.

The most beautiful heartbeat!

The deepest attachment.

Zhong Qing had to admit that she was now starting to want to be attached to this man.

Zhong Qing didn't know where he was going to take him, it should be Mo Yichen's house here, rich people like to buy sea view houses, swaying around, Zhong Qing felt that they had walked for more than half an hour.

Mo Yichen walked very slowly, afraid of upsetting her.

Love's breath smells of wine, Mo Yichen doesn't like alcoholic women, but he doesn't hate love now.

He also enjoyed the time.

She's extra soft!

Zhong Zhong was lying on his back, and the sea breeze was very strong, whirring past her ears, but it did not affect her good mood.

His back was wide, and he felt like a mountain, and he felt secure, and he put his hand around his neck and smiled stupidly.