"Well, wouldn't it mean we won't see each other for a long time?" Jing Jiaren said regretfully.
"Yes, I also want Mengkui to teach me the violin."
"If you miss her, you can come to our home to see her at any time." Mu Xicheng put his hand on Mengkui's shoulder, showing a romantic gesture...
"We haven't even married yet, but it's already 'your family'?" Ji Ziang interjected, looking for presence, "I really can't wait."
Mu Xicheng smiled and said, "Wherever she is, that's home."
These words sound very familiar...
Jing Jiaren glanced at Ximen Longting subconsciously. Is this one of the must-have words for lovers?
"Sour." Ximen Longting crossed his legs, looking like a king.
"By the way, Mr. Mu, since I've got this beauty back home, would you like to sing a piece of music?" Jing Jiaren suggested.
"Present music, present music, present music!" Wenxinuan applauded in celebration.
Mu Xicheng did not refuse and asked in a low voice: "Honey, they asked me to come on stage, what do you think?"
"(*@ο@*)Wow~, my wife is calling me!" Wen Xinnuan smiled like a big-tailed wolf.
"And do you have to report such trivial matters to your wife?" Jing Jiaren cooperated.
"From now on, I will report all the big and small things at home to my wife."
"I like wife slaves the most. It's so romantic." Wen Xinnuan smiled as happily as if she was about to get married.
Ji Ziang couldn't hold himself back: "Wife, I am also a wife slave."
"..."
"If you like it, I will also be your wife in the future."
Wen Xinnuan's response was a big eye roll. She had been deceived by Ji Ziang so many times that she was no longer willing to believe his words... Maybe it was because she had no love in her heart after all that she could refuse so calmly.
But there is still some sadness. After all, we have been together for so long and have invested some feelings...
Wen Xinnuan bit her lip. If Luo Lei said these words, she would be confused for a long time.
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Mu Xicheng came on stage to perform. He played piano, violin, saxophone...he could play all kinds of instruments, it just depended on what kind of performance they wanted to see him perform.
Dinner was over, the servants came to remove the plates, and they moved to sit on the sofa.
This evening, everyone was in particularly high spirits, even Ximen Longting had a faint smile on his lips——
When Jing Jiaren is happy, he is happy.
The same goes for Leng Lintian.
Of course, except for Jian Chenche and Ye Xin.
Ye Xin gritted her teeth, her whole body was shaking with anger, and a great feeling of dissatisfaction filled her chest.
Sometimes jealousy is like a fire. When it burns up, it can annihilate people's reason... and do reckless things...
Jian Chenche was always dull, expressionless, and his eyes were downcast, like a soulless puppet. I don't know what he was thinking.
Seeing him like this, Jing Jiaren sometimes wanted to punch him.
Why is this brain so clueless? Such a stupid man, must he be her brother?
But Jing Jiaren then thought again, she seemed to be a passive type, the tsundere type...
When Ximen Longting chased her until she was as tired as a dog, she didn't bother to look back at him.
But she is a woman and Jian Chenche is a man!
There are essential differences between men and women...
From ancient times to the present, men have chased women, and the males hunted the females when they saw them.
If Ximen Longting hadn't set up a match with her, Jian Chenche would probably have died alone.
Just as he was thinking about it, Mengkui suddenly heard a loud shout: "Fire, it's on fire!"