Chapter 4 a
Chen Qing whispered on the side to remind Shen Shili that it was less than two hours before the old man's funeral.
His gaze was withdrawn from Shen Yusen's body, and Shen Zhili neatly stretched his sleeves and motioned for Chen Qing to lead the way.
Old Man Shen's funeral followed the old system, the Shen family came to several lines, and several prestigious bigwigs in the southern circle also mourned in person, and I heard that most of them were Shen Shili's business friends.
Mu Ci and several brothers were separated from the door by the stacked crowd, saying that they were here to attend the old man's funeral, but in the end they didn't even see Old Man Shen's coffin.
Sheng An leaned on the door frame of Nanmu and arched Mu Ci's shoulder: "Sister-in-law work hard, take us Brother Shen to meet his parents in the second half of the year, and I will get married next year, and I will make money all day long and have nowhere to spend." ”
"You Sheng Young Master will have no place to spend money, which bar you can go to with a wave of your hand to feed dozens of female publicists, this Sioux City really can't find a few who can be more generous than you."
Mu Ci hooked his lips sarcastically, his eyes slanted, and he fell lightly on Shen Yusen at the front.
The black outfit of a funeral, coupled with his tall man's figure, does have the taste of a decent gentleman at first glance.
If it weren't for the fact that she had glimpsed the ambiguous and explicit chat between him and the female publicist, I am afraid it would be difficult for her to associate him with the four words "no rejection of the comer".
The more upright and bright he slept, the more ironic it seemed that she was called by her sister-in-law and sister-in-law all day long.
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Mu Ci excused himself to go to the toilet and left, and stayed in the bathroom for a while.
Last night it was so intense that my index finger nail split together.
Mu Ci looked at the manicure, sighed, and was about to turn off the faucet and leave, when a pair of white finger bones crashed under her nose.
Shen Shili stood in front of the sink to wash his hands, his slender index finger hooked the hand sanitizer, and the whole hand was smeared, and the sound of water was chaotic.
Mu Ci turned off the faucet vigorously, pulled over a piece of paper, and said indifferently, "Mr. Shen, you have to get vaccinated, even if you wash hard, I'm afraid you won't be able to wash off the virus." ”
Shen Shili glanced at her, his cold eyes were indifferent, with a hint of scrutiny.
Mu Ci was suddenly a little stunned, and couldn't help but stiffen his back.
But Shen Shili only glanced at her, and applied the disposable Bulgari hand cream to her hands before scooping up the basin.
Being ignored, Mu Ci was not embarrassed, threw the thrown paper into the trash, and turned to leave.
Shen Shili suddenly raised his foot to block her way.
Mu Ci raised his head and looked innocently at the man in front of him with a pair of clear deer eyes.
"Uncle is still looking for me?"
After that, he kicked him on the ankle lightly and heavily, and there was a bit of an itch in his boots.
Shen Shili lowered his eyes, his pale eyes fell on the black mourning dress on the woman's body, and he laughed, "This dress can't set off your figure." ”
This mourning dress was temporarily found by Shen Yusen and given to her, it was very big and ill-fitting.
Shen Shili's arm suddenly crossed her waist from behind, and he turned around and pressed it to the corner of the corner.
The man's wide body enveloped her, and before Mu Ci could react, Chen Qing's voice came from a distance, the funeral was about to begin, and he came to find Shen Zhili.
Mu Ci subconsciously pushed him, "Someone is coming, you let go." ”
"Isn't it quite playable? Scared now? ”
Shen Shili pinched her waist and smiled at the corner of his eyebrows.
Shen ...... Sir"
As he spoke, Chen Qing's voice fell behind him, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a pair of legs pressed between Shen Shili's legs, and the black high heels were particularly eye-catching.