Chapter 7 You're My Fiancée, What's the Matter with Touching It?

"Smack!"

A second before Song Xichu's kiss fell, Mu Yi raised his hand and slapped him without hesitation.

Song Xichu's face turned red all of a sudden, the corners of his mouth twitched, he glared at Mu Yi, and gritted his teeth, "Mu Yu!" ”

Mu Yan endured the churning in his stomach, pushed him away, took a few steps back, raised his chin, and glared back at him not to be outdone. "You were the one who didn't follow the rules first!"

He pressed his tongue against the inner wall of his mouth, and a hint of yin flashed under his eyes, "Don't forget your identity!" You're my fiancée, what's wrong with me touching it! ”

Scold! Touch it? Mu Yi sneered in his heart, "Brother Song also said, I am my fiancée." Although I don't like to study much, I still remember that my grandmother taught me not to be like those casual women outside, who don't know how to be polite and honest. ”

Song Xichu was slapped by her, and his fists were clenched in anger, if Mu Yi was not a woman, he would have punched it a long time ago, but after listening to her sarcastic words, he forgot to be angry, his expression was shocked, and then he calmed down, "What did you say?" ”

His gaze locked on Mu Yan's face, not missing a trace of her expression, but her eyes flashed, and she lowered her head again, "I said, we just have a marriage contract." ”

After looking at Mu Yi for a while, he was sure that he was too worried, and the corners of Song Xichu's mouth suddenly hooked up a smile, "Xiao Yu is already over 16 years old!" ”

Although he didn't explain it, how could Mu Yi not understand what he meant.

In their place, girls at the age of 14 can basically say that they are married.

To Song Xichu's unreachable smile, Mu Yiwaner: "I heard that my reputation in Lingcheng is very bad now, and my grandmother said last night that she would not let me marry so innocently until I found out who was spreading rumors." ”

Hearing this, Song Xichu's face changed, and after just a second, he gathered up and pretended to be angry, "Mu Yi, if you hook up with a wild man and don't want to marry, I'll just say it, why bother to make excuses again and again to shirk!" ”

"I, Song Xichu, don't have to ask you to marry me!" With that, he turned around and walked out in a huff, slamming the door slammed shut.

So much so that when Qingge came in, he looked inexplicable, "What's wrong with my future uncle?" Why do you look weird? ”

Qingge is an orphan who was adopted by the Mu family since she was a child and has always been by her side. Although she is said to be a maid, because the Mu family is only a girl, the relationship between the two is as deep as sisters, and they usually don't pay much attention to it in private.

Mu Yi rolled his eyes, "Probably I did something wrong, and my heart is weak." ”

Hearing this, Qingge looked puzzled. He turned to her and said, "The old lady asked me to ask Miss to go out for breakfast." ”

Thinking of the slap marks on Song Xichu's face, she inevitably asked when she went out, so she casually copied a book and lay down on the chaise longue on the side, crossed Erlang's legs, and her movements were smooth and smooth, all in one go. "I didn't go, I told my grandmother that I was a little uncomfortable, and I was lying in the house."

This action, not to mention women, is a bit vulgar for ordinary men. But Mu Yi's action is free and easy, which has a unique flavor.

"That's fine! I'll talk to the old lady. Qingge stepped forward to prop up the window for Mu Yi to make the room brighter, and then turned around and prepared to go out.

Everyone stepped out of the threshold and leaned back again, "By the way, miss, didn't you bring back the aqua blue silver wire hooked dress that the old lady prepared for you last time?" ”

Speaking of the aqua blue dress, Mu Yi flipped through the book's hand for a moment, "What's wrong?" ”

"It's nothing, I just didn't see it when I was sorting out Miss's clothes, Qingge remembered that Miss said she liked it very much, I'm afraid I missed it."

"I came back in a hurry, and I probably forgot to take it."

"Oh, good." The green pigeon nodded and left.

After she left, Mu Yi took his eyes off the book and landed outside the window.

Aqua blue silver wire hooked dress?

The appearance of the man came to mind, especially the eyes that were as clear as tea.

At the same time, somewhere in the city of Mausoleum.

"Second master, have you dealt with this thing too?" Momofuku asked as he entered the house holding an aqua blue suit.

The man glanced up at the bloodstained dress, as if he had thought of something, and his eyes darkened twice.

"Find a reliable laundry to clean up."

After a pause, he added, "Get it back." ”