"Bang-"

The door of the room was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and because the force of pushing the door was a little too strong, the door hit the wall with a loud noise.

Yan Huaiqing came back to her senses because of the movement here, she turned her head to look over, and before she could get up from the marriage bed, she was thrown on the bed by Mu Zhuoyao, who was full of alcohol.

"Zhuo Yao? What's wrong with you? ”

Yan Huaiqing gently pushed Mu Zhuoyao on her body, and the strong smell of wine made her frown slightly.

She was a little skeptical that he was already drunk, after all, there were quite a few guests who had come today, and when they went to toast from table to table, except for the first one or two, it was the latter who were helping her to block the wine.

Yan Huaiqing originally wanted to care about him, but as soon as her words were spoken, Mu Zhuoyao, who was pressing on her, suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips very strongly, as if he was stimulated by something.

The kiss came so suddenly and so intensely that it seemed to be mixed with a bit of anger in it, and she almost ran out of breath. Until he gasped and left her lips, he didn't forget to bite the corner of her mouth with a little punishment.

Yan Huaiqing blushed, and before he could react, he heard Mu Zhuoyao's slightly hoarse voice sounding above his head: "At the wedding just now, why did you hesitate?" If I hadn't clutched your hand, would you have even wanted to run away? ”

He was indeed a little drunk, and if it were a normal time, he would never be so angry as he came up and punished her like this.

Yan Huaiqing also knew that her state at the wedding was wrong, but she moved her lips, and before she could think of what to say, Mu Zhuoyao lowered her head and kissed it again. It's just that this time is different from just now, his movements are very gentle, compared to the menacing kiss just now, it looks like two people.

"A-Jing, why are you always so uneasy? What are you worried about, and what are you afraid of? ”

His kiss shifted from the corner of her lips to her earlobe, his voice slightly muffled, mixed with the hot breath that spitted at Yan Huaiqing's heartstrings, as if with a demagogic ability.

But compared with this extremely ambiguous atmosphere, listening to the words he said word by word, Yan Huaiqing's heart seemed to be greatly shocked.

He said: "What they say doesn't affect us, it's you who I fall in love with, and it has nothing to do with everything else." I don't care what you have, I don't care who you are, all I love is you. So, don't be so nervous anymore, okay? ”

Mu Zhuoyao's eyes were half-squinted, it was obvious that alcohol had begun to gradually take over his mind. But thanks to these wines, he was finally willing to say his truest thoughts to Yan Huaiqing, who usually doesn't like to say these meaty words.

The latter had never thought that he had always known what she was thinking. But he never got angry with her because of her fear, but was worried about irritating her, so he simply stayed by her side all the time.

After the initial shock, all of Mu Zhuoyao's words were imprinted into Yan Huaiqing's heart. She only felt that her heart was warm, and the gloom that had been holding in her heart for so long seemed to have suddenly dissipated because of his words.

Yan Huaiqing noticed that the burning breath in his ears seemed to have a tendency to move downward, showed a relieved smile, and reached out to hug the person pressing on his body.

"Okay, I promise you."

Yes, no matter what others say, it can't affect the relationship between them, as long as her Zhuo Yao still loves her in her heart, then everything will not be an obstacle. She just needs to be her "Mrs. Mu" in peace, and she has enough time to make herself better, until others can only use the word "good match" when they see them.

President Mu has been drunk only a handful of times, but it is rare to get drunk once and confide in the truth once, but it is much more useful than all enlightenment.

Of course, drunk people generally don't remember what they did when they were drunk. Although Mu Zhuoyao can vaguely remember a little fragment, he really can't remember what he said specifically. But for Yan Huaiqing's change, he quickly noticed it.

Although the latter didn't say anything, he could just see that she seemed to have changed a little. But he couldn't say what had changed.

He just felt that after coming back, Yan Huaiqing seemed to have become a lot more confident, and she was not at all as worried about the rumors on the Internet as before, and she could laugh at the excessive remarks.

Mu Zhuoyao always felt that he should have said something that day, but when he went to ask Yan Huaiqing, the latter just smiled faintly, and finally didn't tell him anything. It's just that her transformation is obviously very good, as long as she is well, then there is no need for him to pursue it too much.

When Yan Huaiqing was helping him tidy up his study, he suddenly remembered something and asked with some curiosity: "By the way, how did you deal with it on the Su family's side?" ”

Even if as Mu Zhuoyao said, the doll kiss between him and Su Jingying is just a joke between the parents of both sides, which may make the latter remember it for so many years, and it should be a little serious to come to the Su family. Originally, she asked him about this before the wedding, but Mu Zhuoyao always played dumb riddles with her.

"What else can I do?"

Mu Zhuoyao just finished dealing with the work in hand, and leaned back directly on the back of the chair, trying to give his brain a break.

"I'm not a robot, who I'm going to fall in love with, who I'm going to marry, and no one else can make decisions for me. What's more, it was my parents who set the doll to kiss, and they are no longer there, so of course this family affair should be annulled. ”

He said this very lightly, but when Yan Huaiqing heard him mention his deceased parents, he couldn't help but feel a little distressed. Seeing that he frowned slightly, she hurriedly put down the things in her hand and walked over, massaging his temples quite naturally.

"Zhuo Yao, do you want to ...... Tell me about when you were a kid, right? ”

Mu Zhuoyao usually almost never mentions the events of his childhood, as if he had never experienced childhood. Yan Huaiqing knew very little about him when he was a child, and even the ones he already knew were almost all heard from Su Jingying.

Her tone was a little hesitant and deliberate, but what she didn't expect was that Mu Zhuoyao nodded without the slightest hesitation. I don't know if he is already relieved of the death of his parents, or if he just wants to share it with Yan Huaiqing.