My Third Gentleman

Chapter 252 is calm but not calm (2)

Blessed to the soul, she suddenly pulled down his head, pressed a kiss on his cold lips, and then separated, "Mr. Mu, from now on I will release my nature, fearless, go forward bravely, and do my best. Allow yourself to stand at the same height as you and overlook this life. I hope that at that time, Mr. Mu, you will be as calm as you are now."

After such a word, he wrapped his hands around his neck again, feeling the breath that made her feel at ease, and savoring the familiar taste from the thin lips.

Tell each other how you feel at the moment in the oldest way, Xiangruiyimo.

It wasn't until the two of them breathed more and more heavily, and they were almost out of breath, they gradually let go of each other.

After all, Mu Jinchen was a calm and self-sufficient person, even if he had never tried this kind of suffocation like a drowning person, he quickly recovered.

"Madam, Mr. Mu regrets to tell you that he is not calm now, and always feels that he has to do more to live up to his enthusiasm."

Wushuang proactively kissed Mu Jinchen for the first time. His behavior was bold, but psychologically he was still shy, but he didn't want to be seen through by Mu Jinchen, so he had to smile, a bit sweet like a honey in the spring breeze in March. Rain," said Mrs. Mu. In contrast, she prefers Mr. Mu who is too cold to eat the fireworks."

"Ms. Mu can only imagine, that Mr. Mu, who is so cold that he can't eat the fireworks, has been dragged down by his wife. Now he just wants to be an ordinary man who only envyes mandarin ducks and not immortals."

Wushuang still wanted to refute something, but the next second was blocked by that shallow, thin lips...

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Compared with the sweetness in the elevator of President Chenyu, there are people in the intensive care unit of the Municipal People's Hospital who are frightened.

It was Liu Yun who had boiled some soup early in the morning and delivered it at noon.

Xia Ziwei went to work at the company early in the morning and did not come together.

Only Xia Jingshan and Xia Jinrong were in the room. Liu Yun stood not far from the door, yelling "Dad" in a low voice and acting like a schoolboy, not daring to take another step.

Xia Jingshan took the initiative to beckon her, "Daughter-in-law Jinrong is here, come here, and what good food did I bring to me? I only ate some white porridge in the morning, and I was really hungry. Bring it here."

Xia Jingshan's pleasant words made Xia Jinrong and his wife stunned. Shouldn't this be a question? how come……

"Jin Rong, what are you stupefied? Help me get up quickly." Xia Jingshan, who slept again, was in good spirits and complexion, and the voice was still very loud.

Xia Jinrong came back to his senses and quickly helped him up, "Dad, are you not annoying Liu Yun?"

Asking this made Xia Jingshan stunned for a moment, and then asked again, "She came so late to make the soup. What am I annoying her doing?"

"No, Dad, last night..."

"Dad, don't worry about me. I have made your favorite yam pork rib soup, and you will taste it soon." Liu Yun is a good person, and seeing Xia Jingshan's situation seems to have forgotten what happened last night. , Quickly took the words, and kept winking at Xia Jinrong.

"No, Dad, this..."

"Oh, what are you doing in a daze? If you don't push the small table over there, Dad should be hungry."

Xia Jinrong looked at this and looked at that. He always felt that something was wrong, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he sighed and listened to Liu Yun's words and pushed the small table over.

(End of this chapter)