Chapter 7 We are husband and wife
Everyone was shocked, especially the aunt, who immediately blew up, "What nonsense are you talking about? This house ......?"
"This house was left by the eldest brother to Dye, and since she is married, it is natural that the house should be handed over to her. Mu Zheng waved his hand, a dark color flashed under his eyes, and his voice was cold: "No one is allowed to say it again." ”
The aunt looked at his cold face, and finally shut up unwillingly, glaring at Mu Ran viciously, but in the end, she could only watch her take the key.
Mu Ran didn't expect to get the key so easily, but she was still happy to be able to take back the house left by her father.
Looking at the tall figure leaning against the car, the man's handsome facial features fell in the light and shadow of the sunset, perfect incredible, she bent her eyebrows, as if she had unloaded a huge burden of ten thousand catties, her steps were a lot brisker, and she raised a pleasant smile at him, "Let's go, go and see the house where my dad stayed." ”
"Good. Night Yuchen opened the car door, put his hand on the roof of the car, and when she sat in, he closed the door considerately, and from the beginning to the end, he didn't ask a word that he shouldn't have asked.
Mu Ran pinched the key and watched the man sit beside her, a hot current suddenly surged in her heart, she looked at him sincerely, her eyebrows and eyes crooked, "Night Imperial Minister, this time, thank you very much." ”
The man almost stepped on the accelerator, he turned his head, stared at her plain face, and said in a calm tone, "Mu Ran, we are husband and wife." ”
Somehow, looking at the man's impeccable facial features, Mu Ran's little face suddenly turned red, and he naturally understood the meaning of his words - husband and wife are one, no need to thank you.
There was silence all the way, and the atmosphere between the two was a little awkward.
The car stopped in the splendid villa area in the center of the city, in this city where every inch of land is valuable, this villa area in a prime location is unique.
The surroundings are tranquil, with green belts and built-up areas scattered.
There are celebrities and aristocrats who come and go here, and the Cayenne driven by the night courtiers is considered high-end in the eyes of ordinary people, but after driving here, it looks a little shabby.
When the doorman let him go, he looked at the night minister's eyes a little more, and was glared back fiercely by Mu Ran, "The identity verification has passed, can we go in?"
She has endured her anger at her uncle's house for so many years, and now that she has the home left by her father, she finally has the feeling of 'I am in charge of my territory', and she has a little more confidence when she speaks.
The doorman retracted his gaze curtly, "Yes, please two inside." ”
Ye Yuchen's face looked very calm, as if she didn't notice the strange eyes of others, but it made Mu Ran breathe a sigh of relief, she followed him to park the car together, and then took the key to the small villa left by her father.
The European-style single-family villa is simple and bright, but it is the architectural style that Mu Ran likes very much, and she has turned around inside and out, and she is very satisfied.
She thought that such a good place was almost robbed by Mu Qin to make a wedding room, and she suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.
Looking at the tall back standing on the balcony, she thought that the Night Imperial Minister was just an ordinary office worker, and her brain twitched, and she couldn't help blurting out: "The Night Imperial Minister, let's live here after we get married." ”
The night minister turned his head, but saw her look of tangle and chagrin, a low-key tenderness condensed in his eyes, he strode over, the corners of his lips slightly hooked, "Okay." ”
Mu Ran had the feeling of lifting a stone and hitting her own feet, especially when she turned around and found that there was only one bed in the room for the time being......
"That...... We ......" she stood awkwardly at the bedroom door, unable to move or retreat.
The Night Imperial Minister, who was standing beside her, looked calm, he gently pressed her shoulder, and relieved her embarrassment in time, "You still have an audition tomorrow, go to bed early." ”
The hot temperature transmitted through his big palm almost burned her skin, and Mu Ran said stupidly: "You sleep on the bed, I sleep on the sofa." ”
With that, she almost ran away, turned around and ran to the living room, and threw herself into the sofa, her face burning hot.
The night minister leaned against the door, his eyebrows stretched slightly, quietly looking at the petite figure curled up on the sofa in the hall, and the corners of his lips unconsciously pursed a smile.
Mu Ran was originally in turmoil, but her tense emotions for a day suddenly relaxed, and not long after, she fell asleep in a daze.
In a daze, her body seemed to fall into a warm and wide embrace, she instinctively rubbed it, and fell asleep comfortably.