Chapter 4: Please call your husband
"Do you want to explain to me, the old man, the things of the afternoon?" Zheng Yanhao glanced back, Yang Shangni, who had already cleaned up his mood.
"No need, big brother, they're all engaged, it doesn't matter if you confess or not. ”
Yang Shangni muttered in a low voice, what do you mean to explain to him, why do you use explanations, did she Yang Shangni do anything wrong?
Even if the confession plan was messed up, there was no reason for her to do all this.
Obviously, this girl hasn't figured out what Mu Jinwei is doing today, and she doesn't realize how uncomfortable that big vinegar vat is.
"Well, got it. Zheng Yanhao thought to himself that he should not interfere in the affairs of these two enemies, anyway, they are still young, and the road ahead is still long, and sooner or later they will know each other's intentions.
Yang Shangni and Zheng Yanhao walked to where Mu Jinwei was sitting. Since this thing is still drinking, Jun Mo can't persuade him at all. Lu Man did not leave either.
Zheng Yanhao patted Yang Shangni on the shoulder and motioned for her to step forward.
"Thank you, second brother. Yang Shangni, who originally wanted to sit down and talk well, was angry when he saw Lu Man, and his tone was naturally sour, and it didn't sound like he had come to thank him.
said that he was looking for fault, Jun Mo absolutely believed it, Jun Mo, who wanted to slip away, looked at Yang Shangni and didn't look at himself directly. sat down and watched the play with confidence.
"What's it called? Please call me husband!" Mu Jinwei was really drunk, and he was about to lie down, since he could still come out like this.
Jun Mo heard Wei Lao Er's cold sentence, and laughed directly.
"Wei Lao Er, can you still talk well, are you a drama spirit?" hahaha......" Jun Mo smiled and leaned back.
Even Zheng Yanhao, who usually doesn't smile, was scorched by Mu Jin Weilei's outside and tender inside, and he couldn't hold back, is this still the usual cold Wei Dashao?
Please call me husband? No, what kind of stalk is this? Zheng Yanhao felt that he had derailed from the ranks of young people, although he was only two years older than Jun Mo and Mu Jinwei, he couldn't keep up with their rhythm at all.
Mu Jinwei didn't care at all, his eyes were sloppy, and he finally focused on Yang Shangni's slap-sized little face, as if he was still expecting something.
Listening to Zheng Yanhao's snorting voice, Yang Shangni found that although Mu Jinwei was staring at him, one arm was holding Lu Man's waist.
Yang Shangni exploded in an instant. felt that Mu Jinwei was full of the engagement arranged by the two families, so he deliberately sarcastically called her husband.
You didn't come out when you announced your engagement, you drank with the woman here in the opening dance, and now you say this kind of thing in front of so many people that doesn't care about her face, and you still have a wild fox from nowhere in your arms.
Yang Shangni stepped forward and tore Lu Man away and pushed him out. Grabbing Mu Jinwei's tie and pulling it like a dead dog.
Jun Mo was dumbfounded, "Big brother, should we go and save Wei Er?"
"The daughter-in-law educates her husband, what are you doing with it. Zheng Yanhao crossed Erlang's legs, picked up the wine glass on the table and shook it gently, and the dark red liquid inside turned elegantly with the wine glass.
Mu Jinwei is already like a mess of mud, allowing his future daughter-in-law to pull at will.
Yang Shangni has been practicing sanda since she was a child, don't look at her skinny, but she is not weak at all. If you have a lot of strength, you can throw Mu Jinwei directly over the shoulder.
Finally stopped, Wei Dashao, who is usually cold to the point of freezing, at this time the delicate short hair was already messy, and he was pulled all the way, and his dizziness was even worse.
Looking at Yang Shangni in front of him, supporting the wall with one hand, he came over, wanting to bite her pink cherry lips, he used to take care of her when she was young, but now she is engaged, so he really did it.
As a result, as soon as he got closer, Yang Shangni tightened the tie in his hand and dragged Mu Jinwei to the big bathtub.
Pulling his head down, he quickly took off the shower with his other hand, turned on the cold water, and sprayed it on Mu Jinwei's face.
After being stimulated by the cold water, Mu Jinwei finally saw clearly that he was pulled into the bathroom by a savage girl.
Looking at Mu Jinwei's eyes, they finally began to focus.
Yang Shangni let go of him and turned around to go out.
Mu Jinwei pulled the person back, "Aren't you here to thank the second brother for the gift?"
"Didn't you thank you just now?" Yang Shangni was facing this handsome face because of drinking, usually looking cold and unapproachable, drunk but leaking evil breath.
"Do you like the gift?" Mu Jinwei and Yang Shangni got too close, and the wine sprayed on Yang Shangni's face when he spoke, and Yang Shangni subconsciously retreated.
Mu Jinwei was able to react quickly at this time to block Yang Shangni's retreat, and once again propped himself on the wall with one hand, and came to a wall knock.
No matter how big the bathroom is, it is a bathroom after all, and the two of them are in it, so that Yang Shangni can not avoid it.
The hot breath of Mu Jinwei's breath mixed with the smell of wine sprayed onto Yang Shangni's face again.
Yang Shangni felt that she was also drunk, her heart was pounding, and her naughty flush quietly crept up to her face.
"I like it, thank you, second brother. Yang Shangni put his head against it, and as soon as he lowered his head, his forehead leaned forward and took the initiative to send it to Mu Jinwei's mouth.
Mu Jinwei didn't stand up straight, so as soon as he lowered his head slightly, his lips were on Yang Shangni's forehead.
Yang Shangni felt two soft, hot wetness on her forehead, and her heartbeat accelerated again, feeling hot from her cheeks to the roots of her ears.
When I was a child, I was often kissed by Mu Jinwei on the forehead or face, but every time it was like an elder kissing a child, kissing and leaving quickly.
But this time, the key to this ambiguous posture is that this guy can't get up since he put it on.
Feeling that the little girl was so shy, Mu Jinwei finally raised her head. Let go of the little girl.
"What do you like?" Although the action is let go, but the language still doesn't want to let go, this little girl is usually very rude, he has never seen her shy like this, of course he will not easily let go of such a good opportunity.
Seeing Yang Shangni raise his head, his blushing face was particularly cute, and he looked at him with questions in his eyes.
"You just said you like it, what do you like? I don't understand, do you like me?" In fact, Mu Jinwei really wanted to hear the little girl in front of him say that she liked herself.
"The ghost likes you!" Yang Shangni realized that Mu Jinwei was teasing him, and suddenly raised his knee and pushed Mu Jinwei's knee joint from the side.
Caught off guard, his knee suddenly lost its strength and bent, Mu Jinwei withdrew his hand, and Yang Shangni quickly walked out of the bathroom sideways.
Mu Jinwei pulled his mouth in the mirror, the imperceptible smile was fleeting, and the little girl's shy appearance was really charming.
Is it jealous to pull him into the bathroom and squirt water? Or do you just feel that his fiancé is intimate with other women and is ashamed of her?
Let go of the cold water and rinse his face again, not forgetting to tidy up the hairstyle that was messed up by the rude girl.
Although Yang Shangni is rude, willful, domineering, rude, and unreasonable, he just likes it. I don't even know if what she likes in her heart is her fake brother, but she still loves her to the core.
Sometimes Mu Jinwei feels that he has masochistic tendencies.
Mu Jinwei, who was a little sober after taking cold water, walked out of the bathroom, and under the influence of alcohol, his steps were still a little drifting.
The wet hair is particularly sexy, and a girl took the initiative to come over to help him, but he avoided it and returned to his original position.
Jun Mo looked at Mu Jinwei with more interest, "Second Wei, you didn't want to take a bath with the fourth sister in the bathroom just now, and make the fourth sister angry, right?"
"Why didn't you follow her?"
Mu Jinwei sobered up a little more and looked at Zheng Yanhao.
"It's not my daughter-in-law. ”
Zheng Yanhao replied lightly, the implication is that I have no obligation to help you watch your daughter-in-law, who is worried about who will chase it!
Mu Jinwei was choked and had nothing to say, "Teng" stood up and strode towards the door, which showed the advantage of leg length, and at a distance of about 20 meters from the door, he stepped out in more than ten steps.
Out of the villa door, Mu Jinwei did not pause, ran directly towards the south slope of the manor, ran for about 20 minutes, and finally saw the hibiscus tree that was more than 100 years old.
When they were children, the four of them worshipped under this tree, and it seemed a bit of a joke, but they have always taken their vows very seriously, and the relationship between the four of them is like brother and sister.
Of course, except for his feelings for Xiaosi, I don't know when it became the love between men and women.
But Xiaosi is so young, a full four years younger than him, at the age of 16 in his youthful impulse, his beloved girl is a 12-year-old hairy girl who doesn't know anything, especially when he was 18 years old, he wanted to kiss her several times, but she was too young to really talk.
finally looked forward to her growing up, but the little girl who stuck to him all day long was no longer in her control.
This kind of gap stung Mu Jinwei fiercely.
Walking to a distance of about ten meters from the hibiscus tree, in the dimness, he vaguely saw her beloved girl sitting under the hibiscus tree, her arms huddled on her knees, curled up, and her back against the big tree trunk.
He looked up at the big hibiscus tree, where they had so many fond memories and was a place where they often came to play.
One summer, Hao, himself, Junsan and his beloved girl, sat together on a large branch of this hibiscus tree, barefoot, and eight feet dangling underneath together.
It seemed that every time he walked under the tree, he could hear the laughter of his beloved girl like a silver bell, crisp and pleasant, sweet to his heart, but today she sat under the tree and cried.
In his memory, he rarely saw her crying, a strong girl, only she bullied others.
This hibiscus blooms in October every year, and this year I don't know if it's because of the temperature, or if it's a blessing for his beloved girl's coming-of-age ceremony.
It blooms early in September, and the hibiscus flowers are white and flawless in the morning, as pure and beautiful as his girl.
Turning into a delicate pink at noon, like his girl's cherry lips, always makes him lose control and want to taste it.
And by this time, it had turned into a delicate red, so enchanting.
He believes that his girl will one day be as glamorous as the hibiscus on this night, and become a mature woman.
What he is most worried about is that the hibiscus flowers that he has guarded for more than ten years will be picked by others.
Thinking back, he cautiously approached Yang Shangni under the tree. The moonlight sprinkled on his handsome and distinct features, revealing a little tenderness.
The honey-colored skin looked a little white under the action of the moonlight, the deep eyes had a touch of sadness, and the collar of the shirt that was open due to the heat of drinking had a bit of sensual charm.
The picture in front of me is reminiscent of a poem
"The color snatches the face of the song, and the fragrance dances in the style.
The name lotus can be read by itself, and the situation is the same as the two hearts. ”