Mu Liang hurried to the bubble tea shop, pushed open the glass door with wind chimes, and saw Qiao Di waving at her.

"What's going on?" Mu Liang panted, picked up the iced milk tea in her cup and moistened his mouth.

Qiao Di pursed his lips and threw over the magazine, in a bad tone: "How long are you going to hide it from me?" ”

The big title on the cover, with a huge photo, Mu Liang can't deny it. She didn't want to hide it, mainly because she didn't think about how to explain it to Qiao Di? Previously, she vowed to leave Fu Jinchen and get married again, and it was difficult for people not to misunderstand!

"Okay—"

Before Qiao Di could finish hearing what had happened, he immediately went berserk, "Mu Liang, I'm going to break off my friendship with you, hum!" ”

She was really angry, and Mu Liang hurriedly coaxed her with a smile.

"You didn't tell me about so many things going on in your family?!" Qiao Di snorted angrily and drank all the milk tea, and at the end he chewed the ice cubes inside to relieve his anger.

Mu Liang knew that she was at a loss, but even if she looked for Qiao Di for those things, she might not be able to help, but even her friends would worry about it.

"Count me wrong." Mu Liang took her arm and coquettishly said: "Honey, angry and wrinkled!" ”

Qiao Di glared at her, but couldn't hide her excitement. No matter what you say, Mu Liang's marriage into the Fu family is a happy event.

In order to make amends, Mu Liang specially ordered a macaron, which is known as a dessert with the reputation of 'girl's crisp breasts', and the taste naturally does not need to be said.

There aren't many customers in this small shop, and they used to like to come for drinks. Qiao Di leaned on the sofa, biting the macaron, looking at the cover of the magazine, and asked, "Liangliang, your four young people are getting more and more handsome!" ”

Mu Liang took a sip of orange juice and did not speak. Handsome is handsome, but not safe.

"Hey," Qiao Di leaned over with a wicked smile and gossiped, "Are you guys that?" ”

"Which one?"

"Hey!"

Qiao Di took out his mobile phone and asked, "How tall is Fu Jinchen?" ”

Mu Liang has a good memory, she remembers that she looked at his information when she registered her marriage, and casually told Qiao Di.

Typing in the number she said, Qiao Di converted it according to the formula, and then shouted, "Wow, 17 centimeters." ”

“……”

Looking at Mu Liang's ignorant eyes, Qiao Di said excitedly, "The average length of Asian men is 12-15, and your husband is 17, can you eat it?" Ouch, this length is really ......."

Qiao Di spoke loudly, and the people around him looked over one after another. Mu Liang covered Qiao Di's mouth, and his cheeks were on fire.

I'm going to die! Two big girls, sitting here, studying how long the man is?

Mu Liang helped his forehead, he was really driven crazy by Qiao Di!

On the way back, Qiao Di was still in the bar, and kept talking, Mu Liang's cheeks were hot, and he didn't pay much attention to her.

finally sent her away, and Mu Liang finally breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, she just wants to get married and start a family in an ordinary way, and she doesn't want to get involved in any vigor.

……

Song Aiyu didn't get up until noon, she changed her clothes and came down, and lunch was already set in the restaurant.

"Mom."

Leaned over and kissed Song Qinghua on the face, which was the intimacy between their mother and daughter.

There was a red invitation on the dining table, Song Qinghua didn't want to hide her, and said bluntly: "Baby, Fu Jinchen will be married next week, will you go with your mother?" ”

Song Aiyu's face was instantly gloomy.

Knowing the daughter Mo Ruomu, Song Qinghua rubbed her little face, and her tone was soothing, "You are not suitable for him, even if he doesn't get married, your grandfather can't agree to this marriage, isn't it better now?" ”

"Mom!"

Song Aiyu threw away her chopsticks and said dissatisfied: "I am the one who hates marrying him." ”

"Who?" Song Qinghua opened the wedding card and looked at it, but he had never heard of the Mu family.

"Mu Liang!"

Song Aiyu gritted her teeth, "The last time I chose the spokesperson, she was against me everywhere!" ”

When it comes to the spokesperson, Song Qinghua has a little impression of Mu Liang, she plays the piano very well. But it's a different story to make her baby daughter angry.

"What is her background, what is your background, to be angry?" Song Qinghua handed her his chopsticks and coaxed: "You are my daughter, even if you don't do anything, you are far higher than her!" ”

These words sounded pleasing to the ear, and Song Aiyu leaned on her arms and coquettishly: "It's better to be a mother." ”

After having lunch with Song Qinghua, she still had entertainment, and quickly changed her clothes and went out. Song Aiyu was bored and nested in the sofa, turning on the TV and broadcasting indiscriminately.

The mobile phone rang unexpectedly, and Song Aiyu turned on the speakerphone, "Meimei, do you want to go shopping?" ”

"Are you still in the mood to go shopping?" Liu Mei was surprised over the phone, "Have you read today's magazine?" ”

"What magazine?"

Song Aiyu instructed the servant, and soon someone sent all the newspapers and magazines for today.

The front page of the magazine is full of reports about Fu Jinchen's marriage, and Song Aiyu flipped through a few pages, and her calm face was about to be thrown away. Something suddenly swept from the corner of her eye, she picked it up and looked at it carefully, and couldn't help but be surprised.

There are many of these reports, including a photo of the family exposed. Although the picture is slightly blurry, Mu Yi is wearing a jersey, and his handsome face is clear.

Song Aiyu's red lips pursed, she never thought that the person who saved her that night turned out to be Mu Liang's younger brother.

The conditions in the superior ward are first-class and nothing is missing. The only thing that is bad is loneliness.

Mu Yi leaned back against the mattress and turned on the TV boredly. My sister is about to get married, and everyone in the family is busy, so he tries to make them come to the hospital as little as possible, and there are nurses to take care of them anyway.

On an early summer afternoon, the breeze shines through the curtains.

There was no program on TV, and Mu Yi was in high mood after watching a basketball game. He turned the stage, and it happened to be an advertisement, and the girl in the white dress in the picture sat in front of the black piano, her slender fingers floated gracefully, and the music played was beautiful.

My sister often plays the piano at home, and Mu Yi is used to listening to it, so she doesn't feel it for a long time. But at this time, he looked at the shadow on the TV screen, his gaze suddenly froze, and his heart fluctuated finely.

The picture is zoomed in, Song Aiyu's beautiful facial features are charming, the corners of her mouth are hooked with a shallow smile, and her bright eyes are clear and pure, deeply fluctuating the young man's heart.

It turned out that she was the daughter of the Song family, Song Aiyu.

The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and the woman who was still on the TV suddenly appeared in front of her. Mu Yi didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and when he woke up, he saw Song Aiyu standing in front of the hospital bed and stretched out his hand to him, "Hello, my name is Song Aiyu." ”

She took the initiative to introduce, with a gentle expression in her eyes, "Xie Lu, thank you for helping me that night." ”

Mu Yi lightly held her outstretched hand, only to feel a tremor in her palm. He turned his face away, and his handsome face was slightly flushed.

When he came to deliver food to his younger brother in the evening, Mu Liang had already heard the sound of talking outside the ward. Fu Jinchen sat on the edge of the bed and brought Mu Yi a laptop.

"Brother-in-law, this is amazing!"

Mu Yi enjoyed a smooth NBA game and was even more satisfied with this brother-in-law.

"How old are you, and you still ask for other people's things." Mu Liang took out the rice and handed it to him.

Fu Jinchen raised his eyebrows and looked at her, his eyes were gentle, "We will be a family soon." ”

"yes!" Mu Yi nodded.

Mu Liang didn't have a problem with the two of them, she sat on the side, seeing that the two of them were talking about speculation, but she couldn't interject, her eyes fell on Fu Jinchen.

He was wearing a white casual T-shirt and his abdominal muscles were tense as he sitted. Mu Liang blinked, remembering Qiao Di's words just now, and his face instantly turned red.

"Sister, why are you red?"

"I'm hot!"

Mu Liang got up embarrassedly, and didn't wait for Mu Yi to finish eating, turned around and left.

Someone grabbed his wrist, Mu Liang turned his head and met the man's watery gaze, "I'll send you." ”

The black Land Rover drove smoothly into the community, Fu Jinchen opened the car door, took the gift box in the back seat to her, and said, "The wedding dress is here, can you try it to fit?" ”

Mu Liang stretched out his hand, his fingertips inadvertently touched the back of his hand, and his cheeks burned again.

"What else is needed?"

Fu Jinchen asked very gentlemanly, Mu Liang shook his head, "No." She turned around with the gift box in her arms, and wanted to hit the wall in frustration!

Why did she see Fu Jinchen, she would always think of his size, how could this be?!