Mu Xiaoai slept very well this night, and a ray of sunshine shone in the morning.

Mu Xiaoai squinted, took the arm on her waist away, and then got out of someone's arms, only then opened her eyes and looked at the layout in the room, she thought she was still in a dream for a quarter of an hour.

In a moment of smoke, she was already standing on the ground, her eyes widened, she glanced at the sleeping man on the bed, thought of the arm around her waist, thought about holding her arm again, and looked around again, she was sure that it was not a dream.

She remembered that after she had subsided his fever, she sat on the edge of the bed, and then just lay on top of him, how could she fall asleep?

Oh, buy Ka, what did Mu Xiaoai do?

She tapped her head with her hand.

So did he find her? Still haven't found her?

Finally glanced at the person on the bed, Mu Xiaoai stroked her belly with her hand, baby, this is your father, you must remember it clearly!

Mu Xiaoai smiled, sniffed, and stopped the tears in her eyes.

"Sikong Jue, you must take care of yourself!"

Looking at the person on the bed, Mu Xiaoai whispered.

Then he walked towards the door, the lone wolf disappeared, and there were two people in black sleeping on the sofa in the living room, Mu Xiaoai took off her shoes and walked out of the door from the other side past them.

Out of the gate, the sky outside has just cleared, there is an old man practicing swords, and children are chasing.

Mu Xiaoai turned around and glanced at the doorway carved with wild orchids.

Good bye!

She's getting married, he's getting engaged, and it's all over.

Then he resolutely turned around and left, at this moment, Mu Xiaoai smiled with tears.

In the opposite direction from her, the lone wolf walked through the door carved with wild orchids with breakfast in his hand.

Ten minutes later.

Sikong Jue is fantastic.

When he woke up, he pressed his head with his hand, which hurt a little, and then looked at the position of his hand, how he saw that something was wrong, and then at his body, which only had a pair of underwear from top to bottom, his memory was disjointed.

After fainting from overwork last time, his body has not been well, and he caught up with Han Bingbing being killed, yesterday he was already a little unwell, and comforted Han Bingbing's family, since Han Bingbing is dead, he doesn't have to worry about anything, he came here openly, and he stood in the yard for too long, and he didn't pay much attention to it.

But it seems to be... Eating pigeon soup ... And then... Then he couldn't remember.

He turned his head quickly and saw half-eaten pigeon soup on the bedside.

"Someone Coming"

"Young Master" The two men in black walked in.

"Who took off my clothes?" Sikong Jue asked with a roar.

Belch?

The two bodyguards looked at each other.

Seeing the expressions of the two, Sikong Jue frowned, and then coldly spit out a word "Get out"

As soon as the two of them retreated, the lone wolf came out from behind them.

"Young Master——!"

Sikong Jue pressed his hand to his temple, but he couldn't remember what happened last night, and when he heard the voice of the lone wolf, he immediately raised his head and asked coldly.

"You took off my clothes?"

Belch?

He took off the young master's clothes? Don't say he doesn't have this hobby, even if he does, he wouldn't dare!

Seeing the lone wolf's surprised eyes, Sikong Jue sighed.

The lone wolf finally knew what was going on, then thought about it, and said again, "Young master, you may be dreaming, right?" ”

Sikong Jue was stunned, he did dream, he dreamed that he was lying on the bed with Mu Xiaoai in his arms.

After a long time, he waved his hand and motioned for the lone wolf to retreat.

As a result, twenty minutes later, Sikong Jue was once again fantastic.

Because he saw something that didn't belong here.

A photo!

In the photo, the woman is wearing a white dress, standing by the lake, her hair fluttering casually, and her skirt swinging, she is the photo that the foreigner gave to Mu Xiaoai yesterday.

At that time, Mu Xiaoai squatted in front of the floor-to-ceiling window and left it in front of the window.

Last night the light was too dim, he didn't see it, but today he found this photo, if he dreamed before and took off his clothes, but now how to explain it, sad because he missed it too much, he had a dream.

God sees him as too pitiful, and rewarded him with a photo, isn't this clean, what about eggs?

He would never believe it was left behind by himself, because he had never seen the photograph before.

Just imagine, you dream, you dream that you have won five million, and you wake up with five million on the pillow, and you are not surprised, you are not panicking, you are not confused, you are not surprised, you are not surprised, you are not messy.

Sikong Jue took the photo, ran upstairs and downstairs dozens of times, and searched almost every place in the ancient mansion, but he didn't find any trace of Mu Xiaoai.

Under the repeated confirmation of the bodyguards and the lone wolf, it was proved that Mu Xiaoai had never appeared, and Sikong Jue reluctantly thought that this qiē was a dream.

"Young master, Miss Mu doesn't know that there is a store of this ancient mansion at all, even if she wants to come, she doesn't know the way?"

Lone Wolf said, standing aside.

Sikong Jue ate breakfast and said coldly, "How do you explain the photo?" ”

"Hehe," the lone wolf chuckled, he really couldn't explain.

Sikong Jue put the photo into his wallet, and the group walked out of the ancient mansion, and after walking a few steps, Sikong Jue still frowned and turned his head to look at the ancient mansion, and then left.

The lone wolf scratched his head, the king of the Wuji country gave Tang Seng Bai Yugui a dream, and Miss Mu gave the young master a photo? Such a fantasy explanation can only be accepted by the young master's strong psychology, if he had collapsed long ago.

At this moment, the Si family was in a mess, Su Lan cried and regretted that she had lost Mu Xiaoai, Si's mother was also crying silently on the side, Si Dad sighed, and even Si Qianqian, who had been away from home, was stomping her feet back and forth worriedly.

Mu Xiaoai walked to the door of the Si family, and was hugged into an embrace.

"I thought you would never come back!"

Mu Xiaoai was stunned for a moment, reached out and patted Si Qingyu's back and comforted.

"I left there yesterday, but I got lost while walking, so I found a hotel to sleep in for one night, I don't have a mobile phone to contact you, so I'm worried!"

This is the only logical reason that Mu Xiaoai has come up with all the way.

Si Qingyu didn't ask much, just hugged her silently, and said in a trembling voice after a long time.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!"

He didn't dare to ask, because he was afraid to hear Mu Xiaoai say goodbye to him.

When the two returned home, the Si family was very happy, for the same reason, everyone believed it, but there was one person who didn't believe it, that was Si Qingyu, although he didn't ask, but Mu Xiaoai felt his stiff smile.

In the next few days, Mu Xiaoai stayed at home, and Su Lan went back to clean the ancient house that day, with Sikong Jue's warning, and there was a precedent that Mu Xiaoai was thrown once, this time she never proposed to take Mu Xiaoai again.

In addition to helping Si Ma handle the New Year's goods, Mu Xiaoai was with Si Qingyu, and that incident was slowly forgotten.

Chinese New Year's Eve, the family was eating a reunion dinner, Su Lan went back to her home, looking at Si Dad, Si Ma's red envelope, the thick red envelope was very hot, Mu Xiaoai reluctantly took it.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, after Si Qingyu took her to the hospital for a prenatal checkup, she took care of her meticulously, and Mu Xiaoai enjoyed VIP-level treatment, but the premise was that the director of this hospital was her future father-in-law.

When she returned home, Mu Xiaoai realized that the lie had been exposed.

There was a red windbreaker on the sofa, the one that Si Qingyu said was lost, and next to him sat Si Dad, Si Ma, and Si Qianqian, who was crying and shooting hatred at Mu Xiaoai.

The whole family agreed that this windbreaker was bought by Si Qingyu, and Mu Xiaoai liked it, so Si Qingyu gave this windbreaker that belonged to Si Qianqian to Mu Xiaoai.

Although Mu Xiaoai was a little angry about Si Qianqian turning over her suitcase without permission, who let herself snatch love first?

Si Dad and Mom couldn't say anything about this, Si Qingyu took a qiē down, saying that he gave it to Mu Xiaoai, and Mu Xiaoai couldn't say anything when he saw this.

She can't say that she was chased by a stupid man, and in order to get out in a hurry, she wore her clothes, maybe in the next second, Si Dad would call the police.

This windbreaker, Mu Xiaoai only wore it once at the airport, and then didn't wear it, it was too bright and not suitable for herself, why was it in her suitcase, Mu Xiaoai could only think that she put it on as soon as her mind was hot.

In the next few days, Si Qianqian saw that Mu Xiaoai always had no good face, so Mu Xiaoai had no choice but to accept her fate.

"What for?"

Pushing open the door, Si Qingyu walked in, watched Mu Xiaoai write and draw on the paper, and found that it was a few design drawings of clothes when he walked in.

"This is for Qianqian"

He looked at the few pieces of paper in front of him in surprise, although he couldn't see it clearly, but he could faintly see the style of the clothes, the style was simple, and the design was more exquisite than the red trench coat before.

Mu Xiaoai muttered a few sets of numbers in her mouth, and then wrote them down on a piece of paper, and then looked up and smelled it.

"How?"

"I remember you studied finance? When did you learn to design clothes? Si Qingyu asked with a frown, he had never understood why she went back to study finance.

"My mom taught me finance, but I love design, so I secretly learn about it!" Speaking of Rong Yishan, Mu Xiaoai's tone was a little lower, and she looked up, "Next month is Qianqian's birthday, do you say it's good to give her this dress?"

Si Qingyu paused, then dropped a kiss on her forehead and said "thank you"

Mu Xiaoai's back stiffened, she had been sleeping in separate rooms before, and her parents were afraid that the first three months would be a dangerous period, and they thought that young people were intemperate in some things, so they raised their hands and agreed.

But apart from the hug needed by the revolution, there was no too ambiguous action between the two, and this sudden kiss was the first time.

In the next few days, Mu Xiaoai has been busy with design, and finally completed the work on the eve of the Lantern Festival, and found a luxury private custom store, the other party did not agree to customize it for her, but under Mu Xiaoai's repeated pleas, the other party finally agreed after looking at the design drawings she drawn, but Mu Xiaoai spent a lot of money.

Walking out of the store, Mu Xiaoai finally breathed a sigh of relief.

A series of pleasant ringtones rang, and due to the experience of 'getting lost' last time, Mu Xiaoai turned on the phone again.

"Hello..." As soon as she finished speaking, Mu Xiaoai's face turned pale, and then the phone fell to the ground.