Another two years have passed, and Bai Mu's foundation is weak, so she was going to go around, or to go to other countries, but because she was not accustomed to the water and soil as soon as she left a city, she had to settle down completely in Jiangnan.

Winters in the south are not particularly cold, and the snow is only enough to dye the flatlands with a layer of silver frost.

Bai Ji helped Bai Mu to go to the market to buy vegetables, and Shen Xiaoxiao encouraged her cheeks.

At the right time, there was a lot of discussion in front of him, and he looked at a tall young man.

The little girl's apricot eyes bent, and she said in a soft voice, "Mother, let's go back first." ”

In a word, Shen Xiaoxiao, who was originally uncertain, blushed, she never thought that Murong Cheng would like her, if it weren't for the night before leaving the capital, the young man's thin body pressed her against the wall, and her voice was almost helpless: "Silly girl, you really want my life." ”

I think about it every night, but I always have trouble sleeping.

Murong Cheng has already completely smoked the strips, and he has the momentum that an emperor should have, which provokes the eldest lady who comes and goes to ask him if he has said kiss, if not, his daughter is a well-behaved person, you can try.

The young man shook his head gently, looked at the girl in front of him, and said in a cool voice: "Mrs. Zai Xia is here." ”

The eldest lady who was originally chattering suddenly froze, and wanted to see which girl it was, so she followed the young man's gaze, only to see that in the crowd of people coming and going, there was a girl standing, looking dignified, not like a small family came out, and the person who originally had a trace of thought was suddenly disappointed.

Shen Xiaoxiao didn't know what Murong Cheng said, but when she saw an eldest lady leading her daughter to the young man, the girl had a shy face, and she suddenly felt a sigh of anger in her heart, and she didn't care about anything, and walked over.

"Xianggong, what are you doing here?" Shen Xiaoxiao pinched her throat, her voice was delicate, and she quietly squeezed the group of people away.

Murong Cheng suddenly smiled, brushed away the snow on her forehead, and her eyes were full of cunning: "Madam, don't blame, for the father, I will go back with you." ”

As he spoke, the broad palm took the girl's small hand and squeezed away from the crowd.

The girl's embarrassed voice came from behind her: "Mother, everyone said that they have a wife, and you still brought me to him, don't you want me to be a concubine." ”

Then came the woman's comforting voice.

Shen Xiaoxiao suddenly knew that she had been deceived, snorted coldly, and shook off the young man's hand.

It's also strange to say, she is very good at talking in front of anyone, and when she comes to Murong Cheng, she is habitually arrogant and arrogant, is this the legendary, pampered and arrogant?

Murong Cheng, who was thrown away, still looked at her gently, hooked his fingers slightly, and directly took the person into his arms.

He said: "Madame is really ruthless, I haven't seen her for two years, but I don't miss it at all. ”

Shen Xiaoxiao pushed him, but he couldn't push it away, he simply didn't push it, and retorted in his heart, no, obviously there is.

The young man's figure was long, he took the delicate girl into his arms, and sighed, "What are you afraid of?" ”

I don't know which word hit the girl, her tears suddenly burst the embankment, and some broken jars said: "I'm afraid I don't deserve you." ”

Murong Cheng was stunned, thought of something, smiled again, and hugged the girl tighter, as if he wanted to integrate her into his blood.

The girl did not get an answer, but she understood, her fingers grabbed the corner of his clothes, and she muffled, "I am not your wife." ”

Murong Cheng: "Then how are you going to be my wife?" ”

Shen Xiaoxiao: "If you don't have a dowry, don't be your wife." ”

Murong Cheng: "The dowry was brought." ”

This time it was Shen Xiaoxiao's turn to be stunned, puzzled: "Where?" ”

The young man laughed, his eyes full of tenderness, "The country is a girl, my stupid girl." ”