Crowd, "......"

Oh, that's a threat.

Turning sideways, someone pushed the man on his side, "Shiyou, this idea is yours, you go to the taekwondo gym with Ah Jin tomorrow." ”

The corners of his mouth twitched, Fang Shiyou raised his hand and was about to hit someone, "I'll go to you, let me carry it if you have something, right?" ”

"Then this circle is still spinning?"

The crowd looked at the couple standing at the edge of the deck with their backs against the fence.

At this moment, the tall figure in front flickered.

With a heavy weight on his shoulder, the man on his side fell directly on Rong Shang.

In an instant, the commotion stopped.

Rong Sheng lowered his eyes and glanced at Mu Jin, raised his head, and a light smile hung on the corner of his mouth, "I'm sorry, he fell asleep." ”

Crowd, "......"

*

At night, the wedding car drove on the way back to the villa.

On the back seat, Mu Jin leaned on Rong Xiang's thin shoulder with her eyes closed.

"Mrs. President, is the President really asleep?"

Turning back from the passenger seat, the assistant glanced at Mu Jin, with disbelief written on his face.

"Well, asleep."

This...... Finally, it's not pretended.

The assistant let out an "oh", and the complicated tone was full of play.

Thinking about it, Mu Jin must not have expected that the candle night in the cave room he had been looking forward to for a long time would be spent in An An's sleep.

But that's just the way it is.

The drunkenness made him sleep very deeply, and he was supported by the assistant and the driver until he got out of the car and went upstairs into the room.

……

In the wee hours of the morning, the lights in the villa were dimmed.

After taking a shower and changing clothes, Rong Sheng went to bed and lay down on Mu Jin's side.

After a busy day, to be honest, it is also a good thing for her that Mu Jin will fall asleep.

But looking at the handsome face who was sleeping beside her at this time, Rong Sheng couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips and smiled with interest.

What is this called, and the more you are afraid of something, the more you will come?

Turning sideways, Rong Sheng took the mobile phone on the bedside table and prepared to take a photo of Mu Jin, wanting to see how he would react when he got up tomorrow morning and saw him sleeping in this photo.

But at this time, the man on his side moved, and just when Rong Sheng opened the photo interface, he turned over and reached out to hug him.

"Yeon-yeon."

A low voice came slowly, and the man's face was buried in her chest, as the hot liquid fell on her skin.

Rong Sheng held the hand of the mobile phone and paused.

"Yanyan, I finally married you."

When the affectionate and slightly choked voice came again, Rong Sheng knew that he was crying.

At that moment, he threw himself on her like a big child and wept, and Rong Sheng finally put down his phone silently.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like we've known each other for centuries."

Only on the day of the wedding did Mu Jin feel that her heart was so complicated.

It seems that after many years, he and she have finally achieved positive results.

But these feelings, Mu Jin can only be attributed to her own sensuality and hypocrisy.

Of course, Rong Sheng didn't give him any reply at that moment, because after Mu Jin said this, he turned his head and fell asleep again.

*

On the morning of the first day of marriage, Mu Jin woke up from her sleep.

It's going to be dizzy and my mind is blank.

After he opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling above his head for a few seconds, suddenly, his face changed, and Mu Jinhuo sat up from the bed.

"Damn it!"

With a low curse, Mu Jin supported his forehead.

How did he get drunk last night.

Next to his ears, the door "clicked", and when Mu Jin raised her head to look over, a woman still wearing a nightdress appeared at the door.

"Awake?"